Sunday night.
Before the class meeting started.
Zheng Qing was the first student to arrive at Classroom 601 in the east of the teaching building.
Because there was no one in the classroom, the stick figure seemed very listless, merely glancing at the young teaching assistant before holding its potato-shaped head on the blank paper, tidying its sparse hair.
The reason Zheng Qing came to the classroom so early was that when he left the assistant team's conference room, it was already close to three in the afternoon. Returning to the dormitory at this time, completing one or two assignments, and then rushing to the teaching building would waste at least half an hour on the road.
For Zheng Qing at this moment, nothing was more precious than time.
