The Sleeping Prince's Romance

Cilang's class is Class A for the first year. Originally, Cilang, a talented boy who got full marks in the entrance examination and made a big splash at the opening ceremony, could be in his class. His head teacher was excited for a long time. He even agreed to a treat from a jealous co-worker.

However, when he really got in touch with Cilang, the poor head teacher was about to cry.

Sleep, sleep, sleep!

Sleeping in class, sleeping in get out of class, sleeping in his own class, sleeping in other subject teachers' classes!

After a whole day, except for going to the toilet and eating lunch, the homeroom teacher never saw Cilang, a genius boy, open his eyes!

However, when some angry teachers asked Cilang to get up to answer questions, he never had to be reminded. Not only could he understand the questions the teacher asked when he fell asleep, but he could also answer the correct answer word for word!

In this way, even if those teachers wanted to use this to make Cilang stand awake, they couldn't find a reason.

Don't look at him falling asleep, but he has learned all the knowledge!

My God, did this kid learn everything in his sleep?

The poor head teacher of Class [-] roared in his heart, but he didn't know that he had already realized the truth to some extent.

Cilang's knowledge was really acquired after "falling asleep".

In the last physical education class of the day, after the head teacher found that Jiro was sleeping against a tree instead of running, the young teacher named Kiyoshi Nakatsu finally couldn't help it, walked over to wake Jiro up, and then took him to the classroom. staff office.

At this time, there were only a few teachers who had no classes in the office. After seeing Cilang, those teachers all showed some weird eyes.

Regarding this boy who was so generous at yesterday's freshman opening ceremony, even if some teachers didn't see it with their own eyes because they didn't teach the first grade and didn't attend the ceremony, they heard about it from their colleagues.

But almost all the teachers who heard it had reservations.

A six-year-old child who is more imposing than the principal can stun all the students and parents in the audience with just one look?

This joke is not funny at all!

So, now that they saw the real person, they couldn't control their expressions.

After all, teachers are human too, aren't they?

Therefore, although all the teachers who were still in the teacher's office seemed to be doing their own things, they were actually secretly paying attention to the situation with Nakatsu and Jiro.

"Do you know why the teacher called you here, Akutagawa?"

Nakatsu didn't talk nonsense, and cut directly to the topic.

Because Nakatsu is so heartbroken, he has only been a teacher for three years, and it is his first time as a head teacher, he has not been stained by the big dye tank of society, and he is still very enthusiastic about the education profession.

For a gifted student like Jiro, Nakatsu really couldn't bear to see him become mediocre because of slack, it was a great waste of his talent.

"Because I fell asleep in your class, Nakatsu-sensei?"

Cilang said indifferently, without any anxiety on his face because he was called to the teacher's office.

"Not only in my class, according to the teacher who taught our class today, you are asleep in all classes!"

Jirou's indifferent look made Nakatsu furious, and he slapped the table suddenly, startling the other teachers who were peeping in the office.

They never knew that Nakatsu, who was very mild-tempered, got angry and turned out to be so hot.

However, Jiro Akutagawa, a gifted student who has made a name for himself on the first day of school...does he really sleep in all the classes?

As a result, the other eyes looking at Jiro became more curious.

Nakatsu felt a little regretful just after taking pictures of the table. He should have guided him more patiently instead of getting angry at the students. This would not solve any problems.

So, after trying to take a few deep breaths, Nakatsu calmed down and asked Jiro:

"Can you tell the teacher why you sleep during the day? Is the knowledge in class too simple for you, or did you not sleep well last night?"

"Because I..." suffer from narcolepsy.

Cilang intends to tell Zhongjin the "truth", but it is false anyway, and Cilang doesn't care about letting others know that he is a "patient".

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However, as soon as Cilang uttered a few words, the rest of the words were stopped.

"Because Cirou is a little uncomfortable!"

The boy's clear voice sounded at the door of the office, and everyone looked up, only to find a seven or eight-year-old boy standing there holding the door.

"Sorry, teacher, I didn't knock on the door."

The boy panted and apologized to Zhongjin. He was wearing the sports uniform issued by the school, and his neck and face were covered with sweat. He didn't know whether he ran too fast or just did a lot of exercise. He took a long time to breathe. Finally calmed down.

"Jiro fell asleep in class because he was uncomfortable, teacher!"

In order to increase his persuasiveness, the boy almost stretched out two fingers and swore to the sky.

"Kudou?"

At this moment, a gentle-looking female teacher called out to the boy at the door in surprise:

"If I remember correctly, this class in your class is a physical education class, right? Why did you come here instead of going to class? Although I am only your Chinese teacher, I also have the responsibility to supervise you to attend class well."

"Because I heard Jirou was brought into the office by his homeroom teacher, Mr. Yonehara."

The boy, Shinichi, wiped the sweat from his forehead that was about to drip into his eyes, and said honestly to Akiko Yonehara, the Chinese teacher in their class.

"The third grade Kudo Shinichi?"

Nakatsu looked at Shinichi and said suddenly.

Shinichi's grades have always been among the best in his age. For such an outstanding student, even if he is not his teacher, Nakatsu is still impressed.

"I heard that Akutagawa was sent to the classroom by a boy in the third grade in the morning. That student was you, Kudo?"

Nakatsu looked at Shinichi, and then at Jiro, who was about to fall asleep under the boredom, and the anger that had calmed down a lot, burned violently again like being poured with oil:

"So, can you tell me why Akutagawa is not feeling well?"

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"Teacher, can you let Cilang go out, can I explain to you again?"

Shinichi blinked at Nakatsu with his cute big eyes, doing what he used to disdain the most——

Act cute.

"I'll see what reason you have to convince me!"

I don't know if Shinichi succeeded in pretending to be cute, or because Nakatsu didn't want to see Jiro who made him angry, but he agreed to Shinichi's request.

Cirou took a deep look at Shinichi, who apparently hurried over from the football field to "save" him, and walked out obediently.

——This eight-year-old kid let himself go out because he was afraid that he would tell his "illness" in front of him and hurt himself!