Although the news of Liao Nan transferring to Class 10 had only been known yesterday, when the students of Class 10 came to the classroom this morning and saw an unidentified creature curled up in the last row, it was inevitable that each of them froze in place.

Oh, oh-haw.

Especially sitting next to this group of unidentified organisms is the perennial top student of their class.

Has the corner of the mouth of the eternal number one twitched? It has been constantly curling upwards, almost laughing like a blooming flower.

Hmm, this world must be a fantasy.

Otherwise, it's probably because we haven't woken up yet.

Class 10 students expressed their refusal to see this miserable scene.

"Why are you all crowding at the door?" a familiar voice sounded from behind. Everyone turned around and saw their beloved homeroom teacher, Zheng Lihuan, or "Principal Zheng," as they affectionately called him.

"Good morning, Manager Zheng."

"Good morning, good morning!" Zheng Lihuan smiled warmly, waving his plump little hands to shoo them away. "Hurry up and take your seats, it's time for morning reading."

After a great deal of effort, Zheng Lihuan finally managed to line up the group of mischievous kids who were all over the place. He lifted his head to take a look and noticed Gu Yan standing at the back row, as well as Liao Nan who was sound asleep on the table.

So immediately, I stepped down from the podium and walked towards Gu Yan. I asked in a low voice, "You two haven't solved the matter with your hands yet?"

"No, not yet," Gu Yan's voice was equally soft, "The area that's stuck is quite large. I reckon it'll take at least a week to separate it."

Zheng Lihuan glanced outside the door and saw that the principal had not come to inspect yet. He then said to Gu Yan, "Alright, you two sit at the same table for now. If you don't want to be classmates later, I will arrange to separate you two."

Gu Yan waved his hand and said, "No need, we get along well. I won't change seats. Liao Nan is not accustomed to sitting with someone else."

"Alright then," Zheng Lihuan appeared slightly pleased, "I always hate changing seats. It's better not to change—By the way, quickly wake up the kid next to you, the headmaster will be here soon."

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

With his slender figure and quiet footsteps, Shier Dad entered the classroom silently like a ghost. Zheng Lihuan hadn't even realized that Shier Dad had already arrived, but Liao Nan suddenly stood up and swiftly pulled out an English book, pretending to read it with great seriousness.

Fortunately, with Chairman Zheng and Gu Yan acting as cover outside, otherwise, with such a big commotion, how could my father, who has a "keen eye for details," possibly not notice?

However, even so, Shier Daddy still managed to sense a faint clue with his super accurate sixth sense.

Zheng Lihuan finally noticed the presence of the head teacher, blinked at them, and then turned around, leisurely walking away from the scene of the disaster with hands behind their back.

Gu Yan: ......

Liao Nan: ......

"Do you run away at critical moments, a grown man?"

I, despise you.

What are you doing? Are you sleeping? Ah?

I haven't slept. I've been studying. Liao Nan opened his eyes and told a white lie calmly, but couldn't help but let out a small yawn. His dark eyes became misty, a layer of water mist gathered in his eyes, and his eyelashes were damp.

He solemnly declared, "I really didn't sleep."

As he spoke, his voice carried a lazy tone as if he had just woken up.

Father Shi was amused. "You haven't slept? You haven't slept, yet you're acting all absent-minded? Did you fall from the sky?"

"No, actually, the main reason is that I caught a cold recently, so my voice is a bit hoarse, and I keep yawning." After saying that, Liao Nan coughed softly a few times.

The father turned his back, saying dismissively, "Go away, I don't want to hear you nonsense here." Though he said this, he turned around and left.

Liao Nansong let out a sigh of relief and couldn't help but yawn again.

"Eh, Liao-ye," the boy in the front row suddenly turned around with great enthusiasm, "how did you spot Old Shi? He's like a ghost, he's caught me several times!"

Liao Nan rubbed his eyes, but his eyelids still involuntarily fought against each other, as if in a half-dream half-awake state. Upon hearing this sentence, his mouth seemed to be beyond the control of his brain, and the words that came out were unusually childish and adorable.

"Did you see it?" He pointed to the top of his head. "I have something, Dad, radar..."

After speaking, her body began to sway back and forth, left and right, until finally she leaned her head on Gu Yan's shoulder.

Liao Nan: zzzz...

The classmate in the front row remained silent for two seconds, before finally meeting the penetrating gaze of Gu Xueshen. After hesitating for a while, he dryly asked, "Where is Radar?"

Gu Yan: ......

There are so many flaws that I don't know where to begin.

All of you in Class 1, not everyone in Class 10 is a top student. There's also someone like me in the front row who makes walking sticks.

His distinctively articulated fingers pointed to his own head, before finally giving a profoundly meaningful glance to the classmate sitting in front.

The classmates in the front row immediately turned their faces with a look of confusion.

What does "学霸" mean? Does it mean that one's performance as a radar operator is dependent on the formulas calculated in their brain?

Probably, that's the general idea...right?

Jio realizes that the front row classmates who claim to understand the meaning of being a study god are unaware of the harsh reality.

Gu Yan sent away the children in the front row who were playing with sticks, then lowered his gaze and looked at Liao Nan.

Liao Nan, who was peacefully sleeping leaning on his shoulder, appeared to be well-behaved and docile.

From his angle, one can clearly see the curled and long eyelashes, as well as the small mole on the right eyelid, gently fluttering with Liao Nan's breath.

The fireworks in my heart burst into a dazzling display.

Adorably cute exploded.

Gu Yan felt that over the past few days, the more she looked at Liao Nan, the more adorable he seemed, and the more she wanted to get close to him. No matter how much she looked, it was never enough.

Omega Dependence Syndrome?

No, it's Liao Nan Dependency Syndrome.

He doesn't even give a second glance to any other Omega!

Is Liao Nan good at studying? Can Liao Nan fight? Is Liao Nan good at cooking? Is Liao Nan cute?

That must not be the case!

Gu Yan's lips curved as she gently called out to Liao Nan, "Why don't you sleep on the table? It's uncomfortable to stand and sleep."

In his dream, Nanmeng was still propping up one ear, vaguely hearing someone asking him to sit down and sleep. Without hesitation, he rudely laid his head on the table and fell into a comfortable slumber.

Zheng Lihuan turned around and walked back to where they were. He took a glance at Liao Nan, who was sleeping on his stomach, and then another glance at Gu Yan, who was holding a book with a pouted lip. In his mind, he silently complained, "You're spoiling him, but there will come a time when you'll regret it."

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When Liao Nan opened his eyes again, he saw that Zheng Lihuan, the homeroom teacher of Class 10, was standing on the stage, holding exercise books and checking the answers with the students from Class 10.

"Just a simple multiple-choice, not choosing A or B, but choosing C means jumping down from the building upstairs. Only those who dare to choose C will be tolerated in Class 10."

Liao Nan couldn't help but be momentarily confused.

Who am I, where am I, what am I supposed to do?

"Awake?" Gu Yanyu, who had been keeping an eye on her new desk mate, naturally noticed that Liao Nan sat up straight.

"Uh," the new desk mate was still dazed, he stared blankly for a moment before speaking up and asking, "Where is this?"

"Welcome, Classmate Liao Nan, to Class 10," Gu Yan said. For some reason, she suddenly placed her left hand against her lips and let out a soft laugh.

Memory had finally found its way back to his brain. All those previous exams and class transfers that were forgotten had now been recalled by Liao Nan. However, the silly things he had done in his half-asleep and half-awake state, he had absolutely no recollection of them.