While Yang Chen stared at the projection of the large array, the ordinary students who came to learn agriculture were also carrying out the award ceremony and closing ceremony, although there was not much time to really study agriculture these days, but they still checked housekeeping and discipline daily, and each had its own evaluation, so there are still awards to be issued.

Now that Lin Ling is standing on the rostrum, it is obvious that she is the host of this closing ceremony.

This little beauty embryo of mixed race of the three kingdoms is now shining brightly, with silky golden hair, swan-like back and neck, pale blood-colored skin secreted from the white sun, mixed Chinese and Western facial features, and blue eyes, which make the hearts of those crazy bees and butterflies who are just beginning to fall in love under the rostrum full of agitation. Not to mention that this little girl wears the school uniform with a refreshing effect.

This scene made the old head teacher standing under the rostrum a little uneasy, it was enough to worry about Yang Chen and Lu Tang'er in the class, but Yang Chen was different, people could push up Lu Tang'er's grades, which was originally at the bottom of the department, which can convince many people who want to take care of things to a certain extent, but this girl standing on the rostrum ......

The old head teacher suddenly felt that he was so tired about this level, and it seemed that he had to guard against such a thing as early love.

The old head teacher suddenly patted his head and remembered that Lu Tang'er disappeared three days ago, this is terrible, fortunately, the police intervened, according to the current efficiency of handling the case, it should be able to end quickly, right?

If Yang Chen heard the monologue from the heart of the old class, it is estimated that he would suddenly burst out, and then ignore the etiquette of the master and apprentice and press this unreliable head teacher to the ground and rub it, he is afraid that he forgot that Yang Chen directly removed the camera of the distance they traveled that night in advance in order to be able to smoothly pick up Lu Tang'er to play, and also solved the case, and there were no clues to the fart.

Now Lin Ling is delivering her final speech and summary on the rostrum, her voice as crisp as a yellow warbler echoes gently in the small square through the megaphone, everything is rare peace and beauty, but what they don't know is that they have been used by Yang Chen as one of the chips in a game of gambling.

Bang!

As soon as the thunder interrupted all this, the diameter of the wrist-thick thunder slurry slashed down, as if the sword of God was judging the earth.

The speech was interrupted by the thunder, the huge thunder had already affected the operation of the loudspeaker, and the sound of electromagnetic interference replaced Lin Ling's lark-like voice, and the shock filled the audience.

This is a thunderstorm, this group of ordinary children is different from Yang Chen or Ji Shuncheng's old fritters, they have never seen this kind of thunder that will directly slash to the ground in their lives, and they also have a question when they tremble in the face of this kind of great power: Who has been hurt?

The children looked back in unison to the back of the square, and no one was hurt, even if it was gently touched by lightning.

There was only one tree that had been wounded, a tree that could no longer be ordinary, and it was now scorched with fire, and the fire snake swallowed it, and the charred bark contracted and creaked under the licking of the flames.

But the next moment there was a scene that everyone present would never forget:

Yes, the contraction of the flame replaced the bark, and the blackened tree suddenly began a second spring, and the tree swelled, as if it was growing rapidly, and its branches and leaves began to stretch, and it actually experienced the opening of branches and fruits again in the unusually cold early winter.

Miracles! Absolute miracles!

This scene amazed everyone present, "Does God really exist?"

This thought is like a crazy weed filling everyone's heart, it is amazing!

Then the unknown fruit emitted an irresistible aroma, a fragrance so complex that perhaps the most wonderful perfume in the world could not be found in the world, seducing each of them, as if God had sprinkled his gifts on the world.

Everyone couldn't hold back their emotions anymore, and they took steps towards it in unison, wanting to taste the beauty of this world.

"Bang-"

A huge gunshot pulled everyone back to reality, and at the same time as the first gunshot, all the disciples of the True Spirit Sect who were equipped with guns fired their guns into the sky.

Everyone retreated in unison, wondering if it was a terrorist attack, and while the panic spread, reason made everyone stop moving towards that strange tree, because everyone understood that the group of people fired because of this tree.

When the group approached, the classmates saw that they were wearing Taoist robes, which was full of a sense of disobedience, but fortunately, some of them were carrying long swords, so they found the feeling of being outside the world.

When the strange men in Taoist robes and armed guns had brought the situation under control, they gave way in the front row, and a young man with a handsome face but full of gloomy birds came to the front.

That person was none other than Song De.

Song De straightened his clothes, raised his head like a monarch looking down on the untouchables, as if he didn't know this group of former alumni, and shouted a sentence coldly to the audience:

"The True Spirit Sect is doing things, all of them report to the head, squat, they are not allowed to approach this spirit tree, and those who violate the order will die!"