In the following days, Michelle got up at half past six every morning. Every time she did, she was careful not to make any noise that could wake up her roommates.
However, as soon as her roommates found the bed empty and the quilt was neatly folded, they would still jump out of bed, frightened.
They hadn't got used to it until ten days later.
It was not because they were not good at adapting to their environment, but because waking up early was out of Michelle's character. After all, they had witnessed for the past three years how she hadn't gotten up until half an hour before the class began.
It would be good for them not to think that Michelle had been struck by lightning and then have a new soul.
During this period of time, Michelle was already sitting next to Lydia and Austin in class, just in front of the teachers.
Just like her roommates, her classmates also found it strange that she wasn't late. Some even went up to ask if she had broken up with her boyfriend, fearing that she was stressed.
At first, some teachers thought they had entered the wrong classroom. They would even turn around to check whether they were in the right classroom.
Only Mr. Zhao didn't seem surprised. He just stood on the platform and did the attendance. In fact, Michelle was even the first one to be called.
Every time Mr. Zhao called the roll, Michelle would stand straighter than when she was in the military training, shouting loudly than anyone else.
Her small body was very explosive.
She was really afraid of Mr. Zhao, not because she was afraid of him lecturing her, but because she was afraid of doing pushups.
Mr. Zhao said to the other teachers that it was really Michelle. They couldn't help but sigh as they talked about her recent changes. "Michelle is in a relationship. These changes are caused by her boyfriend. Falling in love seems to have a positive impact on her studies.
A female teacher laughed and said, "The power of love can't be underestimated."
"Michelle is a smart student and savvy." A male teacher sighed, as if he was disappointed about something. "What a pity!"
"It's a pity that she doesn't focus on her major." Mr. Zhao also sighed. "It's a pity that she is a talented young girl but doesn't focus on studying"
The female teacher shook her head. "If she didn't like this major, then why did she even enroll? But anyway, she likes games. This major can also get her to game development in the future."
"Yes, she likes games. But she doesn't like developing ones herself," Mr. Zhao said. "Michelle's parents are scientific researchers. I've met them before, and talked about this matter. They don't have high expectations from her. They just want her to learn how to be reasonable, distinguish right from wrong, and take good care of herself. It's enough for them that she's safe and happy all her life. As for choosing her major after the college entrance examination, she drew lots to decide. Her parents found out after she had decided."
The others were speechless after hearing what Mr. Zhao said.
This was the first time they had heard of a person who chose her major by drawing lots.
They all had different expressions on their faces. Some wanted to laugh, some didn't look good, and some simply didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.
Mr. Zhao folded his laptop and stood up. "Well, I'm going to my class now."
Every Friday, Michelle had to get up early for her morning classes.
This schedule was specially arranged by Mr. Zhao, so that his students wouldn't dare to escape. Otherwise, they might leave the campus on Thursday night.
Fortunately, he wasn't that cruel to arrange classes in the afternoon. Therefore, the students who wanted to leave the campus could leave after the morning classes.
During his classes, no student dared to sit at the back. They always occupied the front rows, unlike when they had classes with other teachers. Aron ran over and sat next to Michelle.
Confused with his sudden action, Austin, his roommate, asked, "Are you here for Michelle?"
"Yes." Then Aron turned to Michelle and urged, "Take out your phone and collect the money."
"Really?" Michelle's eyes lit up in excitement. She opened the WeChat and saw the amount transferred to her account. "I'm rich! But I haven't finished yet. Why did he give me the money so soon?"
"Sis, don't you know how awesome you are? The result of what you did in ten days was greater than what others did in two months. My friend was so happy with the result that he paid early," Aron said, leaning against the back of the chair. "That's why I'm here."
Michelle was so excited that she thanked him for several times.
Sitting behind her, Rainy heard what they were talking about, so she poked Michelle's shoulder. "You have money now. Will you go shopping with me tomorrow? Debra and I are going shopping. You should join us!"
Nodding her head, Debra echoed, "Right. Tomorrow is the Children's Day. We two are going to celebrate the festival. You're prettier than us. We should go together."
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