...
In the afternoon.
When Chen Xuan realized he had slept in again, ignoring his alarm clock's shrill cry, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I haven't attended class for two days now..."
He checks his phone to find it bombed with multiple messages from Yang YiQun.
The messages are filled with questions like 'why didn't you come to class again', and 'where are you training now'.
Chen Xuan couldn't be bothered to respond.
Telling the truth, that he overslept, would likely result in another round of Wayne trying to guess what's happening, when really it's easier to make up some nonexistent hellish training that Yang YiQun bought without questioning.
"Never mind, I'm going to Ailand for a study trip in a few days anyways. When I come back after some time the previous classes probably won't make any sense. It'd be better to relearning everything systematically."
