If the first time I dreamed was just about thinking about it on the day and night, then the second time was a complete strange thing. Yu Hao tried hard to recall his dream, but his memory became more and more blurred after a few minutes of waking up. Is the "General" really the person? What is his identity?

But no matter what, Yu Hao felt that his mood seemed to be a little better than before he fell asleep last night. The heavy stone that had once pressed on his heart disappeared. Although there were still many worries, they all seemed to have become less troubled and painful.

It was dawn, and the cooling was instantly reduced last night. The winter rains continued, covering the entire Ying City. Ginkgo leaves were wet and fell all over the ground. When Yu Hao washed up and went out, his roommate came back one after another and lie down in a hurry.

"Class?" The roommate's eyes were hesitant and tempted.

"Yeah." Yu Hao answered simply. The roommate looked at him with a look, and he must have known what happened yesterday.

It was drizzling, Yu Hao pulled up his hood, put a cup of hot water in front of the teaching building, and entered the classroom. The first quarter of Tuesday was a senior high school. There were only a few people in the first place, but nearly half of them failed the exam after the midterm exam. The whole department was scared and almost filled the room.

Yu Hao had been dreaming last night, and always felt that there was something wrong with the connection between the time in the dream and the time in reality. It was faster and slower, and dreaming all night made him seem to have never slept. He sat down in the third row to the end, and there was a boy lying on his side. In the weather nearly ten degrees, he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a sports jacket on his head. He heard the sound, took off his clothes and glanced at him.

It was a red hair, but it was Zhou Sheng again.

Yu Hao looked at him for a moment and said actively: "I still wear so little when I have a cold."

Zhou Sheng yawned, put on his sports jacket, took out a cold medicine indifferently, took it out without asking, and took it on his own. He unscrewed Yu Hao's water cup, took the cold medicine, and wiped the water splashed from the table with his sleeves, held Yu Hao's thermos cup, and continued to lie on the table.

Yu Hao said: "Don't you wash your clothes?"

"Wait for me?" Zhou Sheng looked malicious.

"Okay." Yu Hao said, "Let's change it. This one I have just washed."

Zhou Sheng was just a joke. When he heard this, he took off his coat and replaced it with Yu Hao. Yu Hao put this piece on him. The class was filled with people one after another, and the teacher started class.

"I didn't even name it?" Zhou Sheng said to the left and right with a manic look on his face, "If you don't name it, is this teacher still a personal one?"

A low laughter sounded from the back row.

"Shh." Yu Hao signaled.

Zhou Sheng lamented several times for his winter morning quilt, took out his phone and started to browse the news, suddenly remembered something, and asked Yu Hao Q|Q plus.

Yu Hao was so sleepy that he had a dream all night, as if he hadn't had a good sleep. He was still thinking about "general" in his heart and had no time to listen to the class.

"Hi... I'm taking a high-math class, let me show you the high-math teacher..." The girl in the front row was playing live broadcast, tidied up her long hair, blocked half of her face, lowered her head slightly, and showed a sweet smile.

You still live broadcast when you are on the high school level? Yu Hao almost knelt down for her, but the next words made him almost hide under the table.

"Yes, there are two handsome guys behind you. Let me show you the handsome guys..."

Zhou Sheng blocked the textbook and said impatiently to the girl: "Stop broadcasting, I didn't wash my hair when I woke up in the morning!" By the way, he put his hand on Yu Hao's shoulder, asked him to come over and whisper to him: "Did the class teacher look for you yesterday?"

Zhou Sheng was very close, his face almost touched each other, and Yu Hao suddenly became nervous. He rarely got so close to others, and Zhou Sheng had a faint smell of smoke on his body.

"Then have you brushed your teeth?" the girl turned around and said.

"Brush." ​​Zhou Sheng grinned, with beautiful and neat snow-white teeth, and then said coldly, "Close the live broadcast, otherwise I will post the photo you have not P in my space."

Yu Hao had no choice but to dodge a little and said, "No."

"Do you think he is really willing to help you, or do you want to strive for work performance?" Zhou Sheng almost hugged Yu Hao and asked in a low voice.

The girl was not afraid of Zhou Sheng at all, and she whispered with her headphones: "The red hair on the left is wearing Xiaoshou's clothes on the right. I just heard Xiaoshou promise to wash his clothes..."

Yu Hao: "!!!"

Zhou Sheng said in a daze: "What is Xiaoshou?"

Yu Hao said, "Stop broadcasting! Turn it off quickly and you will be discovered by the teacher!" After thinking about it, he said to Zhou Sheng again, "No, don't think of people so badly..."

Zhou Sheng: "He gave me a bit fake. Be careful and don't say anything to him..."

The girl in the front row: "Let the handsome guy kiss me? I'll ask them..."

"Kiss you," Zhou Sheng said.

The girl said, "Kiss, I'll treat you to lunch. Come on, everyone, rockets are ready, come on--"

"Everyone can make rockets! Let's make villas!" Zhou Sheng immediately said to the screen, "Look clearly! It's up to you to have lunch!"

Then Zhou Sheng quickly slid on Yu Hao's waist with one hand and pressed him.

"What are you going to do?!" Yu Hao shouted immediately.

The girl made a quick decision, holding her cell phone in her hand, heading towards the back row. Zhou Sheng came over and Yu Hao hid in the opposite direction. He could not avoid Zhou Sheng. The two of them had unstable center of gravity and fell off the chair.

"Classmates in the back row!" said the teacher's voice.

The last three rows burst into laughter together. Yu Hao was in a mess, his face flushed, climbed up from under the table, while Zhou Sheng sat up carelessly, stretched his waist, lay on the table, pretending to be nothing.

"The student on the far right of the third-last row, come up and do this question."

Afterwards, Yu Hao suddenly burst into laughter, and had to lower his head, blush and walk up to the podium, and start doing the exam.

Zhou Sheng stretched his neck and looked around, and asked in the back row: "Have he done the right thing?"

Fortunately, Yu Hao got the question right, and Zhou Sheng felt relieved.

After class, Zhou Sheng went to sports theory, while Yu Hao went to psychology.

This psychology class just mentioned "emotions in dreams" and used the robbers who appear in dreams as an example. When evaluating emotions mentally, the generation of emotions is often associated with conceptual materials, such as when robbers appear, they must be accompanied by fear.

But in fact, the situations that appear in dreams often have nothing to do with the emotional effect. For example, seeing a robber holding a knife will not only not feel fear, but will instead feel very funny. The same way seeing bright colors may make people feel fear for no reason.

When he heard this, Yu Hao suddenly understood more, and the teacher explained it, because the incident was repackaged by a dream. Just like in an example, a girl saw a red balloon and then cried loudly. It was because she watched a movie not long ago that the family in the movie sat in a red car and caused a car accident.

So, what does the black dragon represent?
Chapter completed!