BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1113: Memory of old shadows
"Do you enter the nightmare space? 』
Luo Chuan walked to the front of the liquid holographic image and reached out to touch it. An information prompt box popped up in front of him with two options, "Yes" and "No".
He chose "Yes".
The surrounding pictures changed accordingly. The pure white initial space was instantly banned by the thick black darkness. Now Luochuan is standing in the dark void, observing himself without being affected.
"System, how does this work?" Luo Chuan asked aloud.
"Corresponding choices can be made under the field of vision, and the nightmare space will be opened later." The system answered.
According to the system\'s reminder, Luo Chuan saw the inconspicuous little icon, clicked on it, and a translucent light blue light curtain appeared.
The information on the light curtain is clear at a glance, mainly for the ability to make choices such as the degree of nightmare realization. Luo Chuan thought for a while and adjusted all the options to the highest level.
Then I chose to start.
"Attention, students. I think many people have not done the last big question. It is a bit difficult. Let\'s focus on this question. It mainly examines the calculation of the number of peptide bonds and the judgment of often recessive genes. First of all, let\'s judge whether it is a recessive gene or a dominant gene..."
On the podium, the young female biology teacher was holding a paper sheet, patiently explaining the final finale topic, the chalk in her hand was like a war horse galloping across the battlefield, leaving many handwritings on the blackboard.
Young girls in white and blue school uniforms sat there with childish faces. Most of them were listening attentively. There were also some classmates lying on the table, sometimes undulating bodies indicating that they were discussing with Zhou Gong. The back row is relatively loose. Some people are watching pirated online novels that cost ten yuan each. There are also a lot of stories, friends and comics, and occasionally there are deliberately suppressed conversations.
The biology teacher’s management is relatively loose and can change positions at will. Therefore, the students gathered in the back row are basically scumbags. Of course, they can also see the existence of the Great God without being affected by the surrounding environment.
There was a small sign hanging next to the blackboard, and the handwriting "48 days before the college entrance examination" was quite eye-catching. Every senior high school graduating class has this thing. According to the senior director, "This thing allows you to clearly see the distance away. How long will this cage-like building last?" It can\'t be said that there is no effect at all. Watching the red number gradually decrease, even those who have already given up will occasionally feel inexplicable in their hearts.
Luo Chuan sat against the wall, propped his chin. If he read it right, this should be the classroom where he studied in the third year of high school.
What a distant memory.
"Luochuan, your expression is so strange." The girl at the table poked Luo Chuan\'s arm with a pen, lowered her voice, but stared at the blackboard with her eyes, occasionally nodding in thought.
After several years of college life, Luochuan is about to forget his high school life. Seeing the scene where he is now, his vague memories gradually overlap with reality.
Yang Xiao, the name of the same table, the monitor of the class, has very good grades. Luo Chuan heard that she had a good grade in the college entrance examination and was admitted to the university in the Imperial Capital.
However, at the end of the college entrance examination, everyone went their separate ways, except for occasionally saying a few words in the group chat of the class, basically never met again.
"Think of something." Luo Chuan also lowered his voice and replied. After hearing the sound, the young biology teacher on the podium cast his eyes here, Luo Chuan immediately sat up straight and listened carefully.
Not entangled as to why such a scene occurred, Luochuan now only regards himself as an ordinary senior high school student to truly experience the life in his memory.
After listening to the class, Luo Chuan felt a little bored. He simply flipped through the table, and as expected, he found the magazine and opened it on his lap with interest...
The young female biology teacher also finished the topic at this time, opened the opaque thermos and drank the contents in her mouth. According to common sense, she judged that it should be a drink such as milk tea.
There was still some time before the class time was over, so I chatted with the students: "Biology class is the last class on Friday. I know that many students are thinking about taking a holiday, so they don’t have much thought to listen to the lecture, but this is about to take the college entrance examination. You will be liberated in less than two months. You will not be able to play for as long as you want. Life in college is very easy, with only one or two classes every day."
Hearing this, Luo Chuan couldn\'t help putting away the magazine, looking at the facing classmates around him, and shook his head secretly. This argument can be passed on year after year, and the credit of these young teachers is indispensable.
Life in the third year of high school is very stressful, and there are more or less make-up classes. Today, it happened to be just in time for four weeks to take a vacation. It is normal for students to be agitated.
The biology teacher also understands this, smiling at these students who are about to usher in a turning point in their lives, it seems to recall that when they were still in school, the class has gradually become lively and the noise has continued.
"Hey, Luochuan will go to an Internet cafe later." Someone behind him patted Luochuan on the shoulder.
"I can\'t use my ID card." Luo Chuan looked behind him, who was a boy with glasses.
"I have already borrowed it for you. Don\'t run away. We are just five blacks." The boy stuffed Luochuan an ID card, looking ready.
"Good." Luo Chuan responded with a smile.
Most of the students are happily talking about what to do during the long-lost vacation, and some are working hard to write a book, writing each subject teacher, you, and me.
Pleasant music sounded from the loudspeakers hanging on the wall, announcing the arrival of the holiday. The students could not wait to get up from their positions and rushed to the classroom door with their backpacks.
Time stagnated, and everyone\'s expressions also solidified. Luo Chuan got up from his position, bypassed the students in the aisle, and went outside the classroom.
It is noon, and there are no classes on Friday afternoon like this. The sun is warm, and many students have already rushed out of the classroom, reflecting bright silhouettes in the sun.