Volume 1: Student Life Chapter 42: Immortal Cultivation
Although there was some spiritual medicine left in the thermos, when Chen Zhou bought yogurt for Yang Yiyi after breakfast, he also bought a bottle of Fengyoujing, a commonly used magic medicine for refreshing the mind.
He adhered to the principle of not wasting psychiatric medicine if the problem could be solved with essential oils.
After all, this potion is really powerful, but it is also really out of stock.
Morning self-study began. Since people are in motion, Chen Zhou did not feel very sleepy.
And he also found that he had actually memorized some difficult words.
After thinking for a while, Chen Zhou took out the book of wrong questions and flipped through it. Sure enough, the number of wrong words decreased a little.
"It seems like this is the result of last night's work, but my memory has improved so dramatically..." Chen Zhou was a little emotional. He had been trying to remember these words for a long time, but he still couldn't remember them.
As soon as the morning self-study was over, Chen Zhou immediately lay down on the table, closed his eyes and took a short nap.
At this moment, Chen Zhou was sleeping soundly and the bell for class didn't wake him up. It was Zhang Yifan who woke him up.
"Are you okay ? Why do you have such dark circles under your eyes?" Zhang Yifan looked at Chen Zhou with some concern.
"It's okay. I've prepared it." Chen Zhou said as he took out the wind oil, unscrewed the lid, poured it on his fingers and rubbed it on his temples.
"Hiss..." The sudden coolness in his temple made Chen Zhou unable to help but make a sound.
"Aren't you working too hard?" At this moment, Zhang Yifan inexplicably felt sorry for Chen Zhou.
Being able to improve your grades by several levels in just half a year must have been achieved through hard work, right?
"I don't want to either... But if I sleep in class and get caught by Lao Wang, not only will he ask me all kinds of questions, but I will also have to write a self-criticism. I don't want that!" Chen Zhou replied. He felt himself become alert in an instant.
Zhang Yifan thought about it and said, "Not necessarily. You are almost a role model in Maochang High School now. Maybe Lao Wang will give you some leniency."
"Yifan, do you have this understanding? Brother Chen is definitely a role model for Maochang High School! If you ask me, Brother Chen, don't be scared. I'm sure that even if you sleep, Lao Wang won't do anything to you." Chen Haining turned around and said something while the teacher was not here.
Chen Zhou looked at the two people. Why did he feel like there were always villains trying to harm him?
Zhang Yifan looked at Chen Zhou and said again: "I think what Haining said is correct."
Chen Haining: "Yifan, my confidant..."
Chen Zhou: "How come there is nothing wrong with him? Don't you know what kind of person Lao Wang is?"
"No, Lao Wang treats you differently." Zhang Yifan looked at Chen Zhou with a meaningful look in his eyes.
Just as Chen Zhou got goosebumps, Zhang Yifan continued, "Don't you know that teachers see students differently? For example, if two students are sleeping, what will the teacher say about the one with poor grades?"
Chen Haining immediately replied: "No wonder you don't study well. You fall asleep as soon as you study."
Zhang Yifan nodded and continued, "What will the teacher say about the one with good grades?"
"No wonder you have good grades. You even study when you sleep." After Chen Haining answered, he looked at Chen Zhou meaningfully.
Chen Zhou: “…”
Regardless of the two people's jokes, Chen Zhou also noticed something different from the side.
It turned out that in their eyes, he was already a good student in the eyes of the teacher. Chen Zhou couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
The first class was Chinese. Xu Shaowen, the slightly plump and funny Chinese teacher, came to the classroom with the test paper five minutes after the bell rang.
After handing the test paper to the Chinese class representative, Xu Shaowen briefly explained the reason for being late, which was that he was looking for the Chinese test paper of the entire (1) class.
Afterwards, he talked about the Chinese language test and praised Chen Zhou's perfect composition.
To be honest, everyone has become numb to Xu Shaowen's praise of Chen Zhou, especially his Chinese composition.
It would be abnormal if Chen Zhou’s composition was not praised.
After everyone got the test paper, Xu Shaowen began to explain the test questions.
The first ten minutes were fine, but as Chen Zhou listened, he began to nod.
I applied the medicated oil on my temples again and it felt better.
But not long after, when the wind oil dried, Chen Zhou nodded again.
There was no other choice, so Chen Zhou dropped two drops of medicated oil on a tissue and then covered his temples with his hands.
In this way, the time you can persist can be a little longer.
After stumbling through the Chinese class, Chen Zhou quickly washed his face with cold water, soaked a tissue, and dropped some dissolved wind oil on the tissue.
In the next math class, you can’t nod your head anymore!
Wang Xuehui explained the last part of the test paper at the podium.
Chen Zhou was under the podium using wet wipes made of Fengyoujing to motivate himself, urging himself to listen to the class carefully and not to sleep.
This time Chen Zhou persisted for quite a while. With about ten minutes left before the end of the get out of class, he nodded in a daze.
Zhang Yifan saw him and pricked him with a pen, and only then did he come to his senses.
Chen Zhou covered his nose with the homemade wet wipes and sniffed the scent of the medicated oil.
He was really sleepy. How could he listen to the lecture properly in class after not sleeping for a whole day and night?
"Since Fengyoujing doesn't work, I can only use you..."
Chen Zhou opened the thermos, took a look at the orange liquid inside, thought about it, and then drank the mental potion in one gulp.
I'm so sleepy now, I think I'll have to take drastic measures!
In an instant, all the sleepiness disappeared and I felt more energetic!
"day……"
Why does Chen Zhou feel like he's a fairy?
Just like an advertisement says, one sip refreshes the mind, two sips keep you standing, one bottle makes you immortal!
After drinking it, Chen Zhou not only never felt sleepy again in the last two classes in the morning , but also followed the teacher's ideas closely in every class and fell into immersion mode.
At noon, after finishing his meal, Chen Zhou returned to the classroom.
I originally wanted to take an early nap, but just like last night, I couldn’t fall asleep.
"Alas..." Chen Zhou sighed and got up to practice Taoism.
Wang Xuehui, who was on duty, saw that Chen Zhou was still working so hard at noon and was worried that he would not have the energy for class in the afternoon, so he came over to persuade Chen Zhou to take a nap.
Chen Zhou was embarrassed but polite enough to accept Teacher Wang's concern, but he couldn't sleep...
Wang Xuehui didn't know what to say when he saw this, but he just took note of it silently.
When I was in class in the afternoon, I stood outside the window several times.
Chen Zhou was so immersed in the class that he didn't know Wang Xuehui had arrived.
But Zhang Yifan was scared. He kept thinking, is Lao Wang going to look for me?
Chen Zhou was in high spirits until the end of the afternoon class .
After dinner, he thought that he could finally get some sleep.
But what he didn't expect was that the effect of the second bottle of mental potion seemed to last much longer than the first one, and he still couldn't fall asleep.
Chen Zhou was very energetic during the listening practice before evening self-study.
During the first evening self-study session, Chen Zhou was also very energetic.
During the second evening self-study session, Chen Zhou was still very energetic.
During the first hour of the third evening self-study session, Chen Zhou was still very energetic.
After half an hour, the effect of the potion wore off and he felt as sleepy as a dog.
I almost felt dazed until school was over, and then staggered back to the rental house.
Chen Zhou lay down on the bed, feeling dizzy. After one second, the only sound he could hear was his even and heavy breathing.
