"He Xiyan, hurry up! It's time to attend classes!"
In her sleep, He Xiyan was woken up by her classmate Yang Jing.
She rubbed her eyes. Since she hadn't had a good rest for two consecutive nights, she was so tired that she couldn't see Yang Jing's face clearly.
"What time is it now?" She asked. She remembered that she had set the alarm. But she didn't hear it.
Yang Jing clapped He Xiyan on the shoulder, trying to wake her up. "It's 7:40. It's Professor Chen's class. If you miss it, you know the consequences."
As soon as He Xiyan heard this, she hurriedly crawled out of the bed.
She then quickly put on the clothes and came down from the upper berth.
There were four berths in their dormitory. They all slept on the upper bunk, and under the bed was a desk.
It was too late to tie her hair or eat breakfast. He Xiyan simply washed her face. Then she came out of the bedroom with a book and a picture book.
