The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Three days passed quickly. Except for those with serious injuries, most of the students returned to class.

Today's class at the Water Conservancy School was a mainland history class, a general education course scheduled for the beginning of the semester. The teacher was a chubby man, hurrying in just in time for class, a piece of bread in his mouth.

"Good morning, students. Sorry, I'm late."

The students were very understanding and said, "It's okay, teacher. It's okay to come an hour later. As long as the get out of class ends on time, it's fine."

As a group of combat fanatics, there are really not many people on the mainland who are willing to study cultural courses.

To them, reading is like eating raw dirt - it has no taste, but it would be a shame to throw it away.

In that case, it’s better not to learn.

This was not the teacher's first day in class, so how could he not know what was going on in these little bastards' minds? In fact, it was already a relief that all of them were present today - the Fire Department next door definitely couldn't do that.

He said with deep sorrow, "Students, don't think that studying history is useless. Only by fully understanding the past can you identify where you are today and think about what you will do tomorrow."

A boy lazily raised his hand and said, "Teacher, no need to locate me. I'm in school today. As for what I want to do tomorrow, I have no control over it today."

Suddenly, there was a burst of sparse laughter in the class.

The male teacher stood on the stage, his figure looking pitifully awkward.

Jiang Liujing moved his arm and glanced at the history teacher with some sympathy.

Students are very practical. After this teacher came in, he failed to show a tough attitude like Louisa, and was easily taken advantage of by the students.

But he was not going to intervene, and his gaze returned to the white paper in front of him.

There were several names written in bold black letters on it, which was the list of assistants he had reserved from various departments.

There is no need to hesitate about the candidates for Tuyuan, Fengyuan and Leiyuan, only Wen Xun is a little difficult to deal with.

Wen Xun returned to the dormitory the day after the game, and his expression was complicated when he saw Jiang Liujing.

How to describe it? Jiang Liujing recalled that expression at this moment, and could only think of the seasonings in the kitchen that he had accidentally knocked over when he was a child.

Melancholy, indignation, admiration, confusion, inferiority... a mixture of emotions mixed together on that young face.

In the end, Wen Xun walked back to the room without saying a word.

Jiang Liujing thought Chi was angry at the time and nervously grabbed Chi's hand. He had no experience of making someone cry.

Chu Zhou smiled and said it was okay. Young Master Wen Xun had a bad temper. He was depressed because he lost the fight. He was angry with himself. He would be fine after reflecting on himself for a while.

Sure enough, at lunchtime, Wen Xun showed up after some hesitation. After hearing Jiang Liujing's reiteration of his proposal, his face, which had finally calmed down, once again revealed a complexity that Jiang Liujing couldn't understand. After a long silence, he asked, "Are you trying to give me a way out?"

Jiang Liujing was very confused as to why he had such an idea, and said honestly: "No, I'm just too lazy to care. Besides you, I also invited Chu Zhou and Mo Ya."

The other two nodded quickly, confirming that he was telling the truth.

Wen Xun didn't know whether he believed it or not, and after a long while he managed to say, "I'll remember it."

Jiang Liujing didn't know what he remembered.

But regardless, he had one more person on his list.

Lost in memories, Jiang Liujing held his cheek with one hand, squeezing out a little of his snow-white cheek flesh. His eyes seemed to be looking at the table, or at nothingness, thinking very intently.

The teacher's voice in his ear sounded rhythmically like a clock that struck at regular intervals, but this clock seemed to have fallen into the water, so that every word that passed through his ears was so vague and light.

"Judging from traces in the underground rocks, the continent of Canggu Fantasy Realm has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, but the relatively complete human history we have preserved only dates back about three thousand years... Does anyone know the year in which the legendary God of Magic descended?"

When the God of Magic was mentioned, the drowsy students woke up instantly as if they were robots that had been powered on.

Isn't this a simple question? It's a no-brainer. Many people immediately raised their hands.

The teacher smiled and passed them by, his eyes fixed on a student in the first row who was obviously still distracted.

Black hair and black eyes are really eye-catching features.

He glanced at the list in his hand, and the representative's name stood out. Everyone was listed individually at the top.

"Classmate Jiang Liujing." He read each word clearly.

The pretty child suddenly looked up as if waking up from a dream, with a confused expression on his face.

The teacher smiled and said, "You answer this question."

"..." Jiang Liujing, whose name was called, slowly stood up.

At first, the other people in the class didn't realize what was wrong and were still laughing and whispering to each other.

After waiting for a few seconds without hearing any answer, he seemed to realize something and suddenly became quiet.

All pairs of eyes were focused on Jiang Liujing.

No way?

It would be fine if they didn’t attend the class, but their little representative didn’t even attend the class?

He obviously looks like a good student.

"Do you need me to repeat the question?" the teacher asked kindly.

Jiang Liujing: "..."

He glanced at the male teacher and felt a temperament very similar to Mo Ya's from his chubby and honest face.

Honest, but only on the surface.

If you really ask, it will reveal the fact that you didn't listen.

It’s a pity that he has cheats, so how could he be easily stumped?

"No need." He listened to the voice in his mind repeating the question with a smile on its face, and said calmly as if nothing had happened, "Ten thousand years ago."

"Correct! Jiang Liujing is worthy of being the top freshman this year. He can answer questions accurately even when his mind is wandering."

The teacher clapped his hands vigorously and praised in an exaggerated tone.

It wasn't until Jiang Liujing showed an extremely tense expression, knowing that he had warned the child enough and that if he continued to tease him, the child would explode, that he changed the subject cheerfully and continued to say to everyone:

"Most of the history from three thousand years ago has been lost, but a few things are so important that they have been passed down to this day, such as the story of the God of Law saving the world."

"Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, the continent faced a crisis of annihilation. We don't know exactly what the crisis was, but that time, a god appeared."

Jiang Liujing sat back in his seat. Perhaps because he was still frightened by being called out, the voices that had only passed by his ears before were now poured into his ears without missing a word.

He followed the voice and the statue seemed to appear before his eyes again.