C7 It's Been a Long Time Since I Last Attended Morning Self-study

After I finished washing the dishes, I poured the water downstairs when no one poured it down, and it's not that I don't have a sense of morality, and I can't do anything without the sewers. Besides, since everyone is doing this, I'll just follow the local customs.

Looking at the clock, 6: 50, I went down to the toilet. Yes, not only was there no water upstairs, there was also no toilet. And he had to share it with the students. It was hard to imagine, so every time I go to the toilet, I have to grasp the timing. It's too awkward to bump into students in the bathroom.

When I came back, I chatted with a few teachers in the on-call room for a while. Although it was very unnutritious, this was the fastest way to get along with my colleagues, even though I didn't actually say much.

I didn't even wash the water and the bathroom. It was simple. I added a basin of warm water. It's fine if I just wipe off the sweat on my body, but the conditions are tough. Besides, the other teachers were the same. Before coming here, I never thought that my life would be like this.

Summer, five days a week is like this. I'm so sad that I feel like I stink.

Forget it, there's still morning self-study. It's better to wash up and sleep early.

Actually, when there were supplementary classes, one should have thought of self-study sooner or later. Evil morning self-study is even more detestable than supplementary classes. It means that I have three days every week to wake up at the golden moment of sleeping and struggle.

Thinking back to how many car accidents I had on the way to the morning self-study, and how many people I had with... Following trees, dogs and sand piles... The most dangerous part was following a tractor, which was a warm spring day. At 5: 35 in the morning, the alarm clock rang. I felt that it was still early, so I thought of narrowing my eyes for another five minutes.

I believe that everyone has experienced this before, and the result is clear. I narrowed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, it was already 6: 5 PM. My soul had already scattered. I put on my clothes and rushed out.

When I rushed out, I was still praying. God, bestow me with a teleportation ability. However, God did not bless me. Not only did he not bless me, he also tripped me.

When I rode my bicycle and sprinted on the empty motorway, I didn't notice the tractor that wanted to return to the right path. Then, God let us meet.

I once again explained that this wasn't a drama that spilled dog blood. This was reality. How could it be so easy to crash into a wall when one's imagination ran into it? Neither I nor the driver were blind.

In the nick of time, I had a beautiful drift and didn't float properly. After sliding half a circle, I fell. Then, like a hit-and-run driver, I jumped into the car and ran away. It was as if I could faintly hear the driver saying something behind me. How could I care about him?

When I arrived at school, classes had already begun. The teacher came over and asked me, "Why are you late?"

I said in a very aggrieved manner, "The alarm clock is broken." The great alarm clock was shot again. It was truly an excuse for being late. Ninety percent of the students used this phrase when they were late. I was only 90 miles away.

The teacher looked at me and didn't say anything. He let me in. After all, I've never been late before. Being late once or twice isn't a big deal. The teacher could understand.

According to my deskmate, she didn't recognize me when I stood at the door of the classroom. My hair was blown by the wind like weeds. I look like a crazy woman.

It seems like those shampoo advertisements that danced in the wind are all lies. It's not a shallow mistake.

There was also one of the most painful car accidents that happened when I crashed into someone. It was a winter morning. He could not even see his fingers in front of his eyes. He could only see the road conditions when the street lights flashed. I'm sure we're not from the same school. I'll ride west. He rode south, and his speed was definitely not low. After all, he rides with his life on the line in the morning when he doesn't even have a shadow of a ghost.

By the time I realized that I was blessed by God again, my chin had already come into contact with the solid cement ground for a zero distance. I felt as if there were birds flying above my head. When I got up from the ground, I didn't even feel the existence of my chin.

Fortunately, I didn't bite my tongue. Otherwise, I might be the unique spokesperson for Wuke Group's big tongue.

He held his arm and stood up. He even helped me lift up the car in a gentlemanly manner. After communicating with each other about the degree of injury, we went our separate ways. Let's see how honest we were at that time. I'm a little regretful now. I should have asked for his contact address on the pretext of the car accident. Maybe I'm already married now.

Actually, at that time, my mind was wondering if I could use this as a reason to apply for a leave. After thinking about how I could run and jump without any convincing, I gave up on this idea.

As for my injuries, I realized from that moment on that my chin was separated from the middle.

Question: A45 kg, heading west at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour. B55 kg, heading south at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. When they collided, how much force did each of them bear? It was almost 8 PM after the first self-study session ended. He went up to wash up and prepared to go to sleep.

They didn't even wash the water or the bathroom. It was simple. They added a basin of warm water. It was fine if he just wiped the sweat off his body, but the conditions were tough. Besides, the other teachers were the same. Before coming here, I never thought that my life would be like this.

Summer, five days a week is like this. I'm so sad that I feel like I stink.

Forget it, there's still morning self-study. It's better to wash up and sleep early.

Actually, when there were supplementary classes, one should have thought of self-study sooner or later. Evil morning self-study is even more detestable than supplementary classes. It means that I have three days every week to wake up at the golden moment of sleeping and struggle.

Thinking back to how many car accidents I had on the way to the morning self-study, and how many people I had with... Following trees, dogs and sand piles... The most dangerous part was following a tractor, which was a warm spring day. At 5: 35 in the morning, the alarm clock rang. I felt that it was still early, so I thought of narrowing my eyes for another five minutes.

I believe that everyone has experienced this before, and the result is clear. I narrowed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, it was already 6: 5 PM. My soul had already scattered. I put on my clothes and rushed out.

When I rushed out, I was still praying. God, bestow me with a teleportation ability. However, God did not bless me. Not only did he not bless me, he also tripped me.

When I rode my bicycle and sprinted on the empty motorway, I didn't notice the tractor that wanted to return to the right path. Then, God let us meet.

I once again explained that this wasn't a drama that spilled dog blood. This was reality. How could it be so easy to crash into a wall when one's imagination ran into it? Neither I nor the driver were blind.

In the nick of time, I had a beautiful drift and didn't float properly. After sliding half a circle, I fell. Then, like a hit-and-run driver, I jumped into the car and ran away. It was as if I could faintly hear the driver saying something behind me. How could I care about him?

When I arrived at school, classes had already begun. The teacher came over and asked me, "Why are you late?"

I said in a very aggrieved manner, "The alarm clock is broken." The great alarm clock was shot again. It was truly an excuse for being late. Ninety percent of the students used this phrase when they were late. I was only 90 miles away.

The teacher looked at me and didn't say anything. He let me in. After all, I've never been late before. Being late once or twice isn't a big deal. The teacher could understand.

According to my deskmate, she didn't recognize me when I stood at the door of the classroom. My hair was blown by the wind like weeds. I look like a crazy woman.

It seems like those shampoo advertisements that danced in the wind are all lies. It's not a shallow mistake.

There was also one of the most painful car accidents that happened when I crashed into someone. It was a winter morning. He could not even see his fingers in front of his eyes. He could only see the road conditions when the street lights flashed. I'm sure we're not from the same school. I'll ride west. He rode south, and his speed was definitely not low. After all, he rides with his life on the line in the morning when he doesn't even have a shadow of a ghost.

By the time I realized that I was blessed by God again, my chin had already come into contact with the solid cement ground for a zero distance. I felt as if there were birds flying above my head. When I got up from the ground, I didn't even feel the existence of my chin.

Fortunately, I didn't bite my tongue. Otherwise, I might be the unique spokesperson for Wuke Group's big tongue.

He held his arm and stood up. He even helped me lift up the car in a gentlemanly manner. After communicating with each other about the degree of injury, we went our separate ways. Let's see how honest we were at that time. I'm a little regretful now. I should have asked for his contact address on the pretext of the car accident. Maybe I'm already married now.

Actually, at that time, my mind was wondering if I could use this as a reason to apply for a leave. After thinking about how I could run and jump without any convincing, I gave up on this idea.

As for my injuries, I realized from that moment on that my chin was separated from the middle.

Question: A45 kg, heading west at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour, B55 kg, heading south at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. When they collided, how much strength did each of them bear?