Chapter 640 Twisted Sea of Calamity, Road to Heaven(2/2)
There are countless big stars all over it, all shining brightly.
These stars and starlight are scattered in the vast sky, like a boundless sea of splendid stars.
There is a slightly smaller star, standing majestically on the quiet edge of a vast sea of stars.
This star is called the Earth, and it is the third planet in the solar system. Its territory is so vast that it is unknown how many trillions of miles it is, and it is unknown how many hundreds of billions of years it has passed since its existence.
On its vast surface, there lives an intelligent race called humans.
Countless millions of years have passed since the birth of this civilization.
After such a long period of accumulation, the human race that emerged from the wilderness and ignorance has naturally experienced multiple industrial revolutions along the way and developed into a standard electrical technology type with nuclear weapons, the Internet, space satellites and 5G mobile phones.
Intelligent civilization.
Yan Qingyang was born into this human civilization.
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No. 33 Middle School, Dai'an City, Longguo, Hedong Province.
In this huge middle school, there are hundreds of teaching buildings.
Each of these teaching buildings towers into the sky and is filled with students of all grades.
In one of the teaching buildings with a height of 2.8 million meters, loud sounds that tore the air and stirred up the wind and clouds were heard in the air at this moment:
“...If you have a small window in your heart, bright sunshine will come in. If you drink some warm stories, there will be a free breeze inviting some flowers or white clouds...
...There are strings in the heart, even if the guest leaves to have a cup of tea, there will still be a ditty slowly playing, and there will still be trees full of sweet-scented osmanthus that turn into the fragrance of wine because of close friends..."
These sounds, which may be green, immature or rough, are exactly the sounds of the students of No. 33 Middle School reciting morning lessons.
After hundreds of hours of morning recitation, the first formal lesson of the day began: history lesson.
After the gray-haired history teacher, Lao Zhang, walked into a classroom with an area of tens of thousands of acres or hundreds of thousands of acres, the 16-year-old female monitor immediately shook her ponytail and stood up with electrified eyes.
He scanned the entire classroom and gave a solemn order:
"Stand up! Say hello!"
Wow——
The tens of thousands of students in the classroom, including Yan Qingyang who was sitting in the corner, suddenly stood up, bowed to the history teacher on the towering podium thousands of meters away, and shouted:
"Hello, teacher!"
Hua Hua Hua——
In an instant, a torrent of air almost like a Category 12 typhoon bombarded the entire podium and Lao Zhang on the stage.
But after enduring this terrifying torrent, Lao Zhang just pushed up his glasses, frowned and shouted:
"The voice is so low, haven't you eaten? Make the voice louder!"
The female squad leader in the audience reacted quickly and immediately gave the order again:
"say hello!"
When the whole class heard this order, they immediately bowed to the distant podium again and shouted:
"Hello teacher!"
boom!!
In an instant, a torrent of breath sound that was dozens or hundreds of times louder than the previous one surged, roaring and boiling, sweeping through the entire classroom and rumbling towards the podium.
Boom boom boom——
Surrounded by bursts of dazzling lightning produced by forcibly ionizing the air, history teacher Lao Zhang nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:
"Very good, very energetic.
Chapter completed!