"Smack!"

Mu Lan was violently awakened.

This class is a math class, and the podium is about to collapse by the big hand of the class teacher.

"Can't do it? Even this kind of question will be done wrong, has the question been reviewed, this application question is just the basic calculation of pet food!"

"Have you forgotten all the alpha dog food coefficients?"

"I don't remember the law of the cow ton, the elementary school students are better than you, and all of them have paste in their heads!"

"One month!"

"It is this 30 days of sprint that will determine the fate of your life in the future, and I am not alarmist. ”

"If you don't learn well in "Pet Learning", don't expect to be admitted to War Pet High School, let alone receive pet seeds, get pregnant with pets, and give birth to war pets!

The math teacher is huge.,It's easy to recognize.,It's a bald.,The head teacher of the third (2) class of junior high school.。

The homeroom teacher of the third year of junior high school...... Huge sea?!

Wrong.

Mu Lan suddenly shuddered with fright.

I'm already in my third year of high school, why did I go back to junior high school?!!

Even if you are in the third year of junior high school, what you used to listen to is not this version, and the huge sea is asking everyone to take the key high school, what the hell is this war pet high school?

Did he just say something about delivering babies and what kind of pregnancy he was pregnant?

Mu Lan was stunned.

A chalk head was thrown over.

"Bang!"

Now it's a class test, and I'm dictating the five-element multiplication formula for the growth value of the war pet, and give it to me before class. ”

What multiplication of what growth of war pets?

。

Next lesson.

"The Analects of Confucius is a compulsory exam question in the theory course of the War Pet Science, and everyone must memorize it. ”

"Come, late summer, read aloud the sixth chapter of the Analects. ”

"Wood makes fire, the nature of heaven and earth, many are superior to the few, so water is better than fire. Essence is better than strong, so fire is better than gold......"

the groove. Tell me what kind of Analect this is.

。

Finally got through another class.

Now it's English class.

The junior high school English teacher turned into ashes and Mu Lan knew it, and this was a sure English class.

Mu Lan couldn't find an English book.

The subjects in the drawer are miscellaneous.

Like what.

"War Pet Baby Baby's Fetal Care Manual"

"The Second Set of Mutant Baby Studies"

Kyoto War Pet Illustrated Guide

"Pet Words"

Better.

"Close the book, take out the dictation book to me, there are 30 days left before the theory class exam of the war pet subject, and "Pet Language" is the ...... that accounts for a large part"

"The first word: cry Asakku cry click. ”

Watt!

Gradually, Mu Lan realized that she was a little less engaged in siao.

He couldn't wait to get out of the classroom.

But soon, Mu Lan gave up on this idea.

Because, the outside world is even more outrageous.

Through the window of the classroom, Mu Lan could see the playground of Lanyang Junior High School, and he saw a big bird flying above the playground, and there was a person standing on the back of the bird, and that person seemed to be ...... A physical education teacher in her own junior high school.

Mu Lan's eyes widened.

Royal Bird Flight!?

Mu Lan pinched herself, twice, three, countless times.

Those skins and flesh were pinched and swollen as early as when they saw the huge sea of the third class teacher.

What hurts more than the pain is that there is no way to wake up from this dream!!

Calm down.

This is not a dream.

Mu Lan spent three full classes accepting the truth-

I took a nap during the recess of my third year of high school, and when I woke up, I was back in the classroom of my third year of junior high school.

I saw a birdman, uh no, a bird carrying people.

I can't seem to go back.

......

School.

Mu Lan walked alone, wanting to be alone.

In this era, primary pet studies and cultural subjects are compulsory subjects in the nine-year compulsory education.

The rules of the world have changed, just like the butterfly effect, people are still those people, but the people who have stepped onto the stage of this era are different.

For example, Confucius's war pet is very powerful, and the "Analects" is the basic course of pet learning.

For example, Master Ma's × war pet "Ahri Emperor Enterprise" is the ultimate body of gray and powerful.

Crouch.

Finish.

Piece.

Trough.

。

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Mu Lan returned home with an extremely complicated feeling.

The home is still in the old place, a dilapidated unit in a poor community.

The door is ajar.

"Drunkard dad is back?"

Mu Lan sighed, talking about his unlucky father, it was hard to say.

It was when he was in his third year of junior high school that his father's business failed, he was depressed, and he borrowed alcohol to get by.

After that, he worked part-time to support his grandfather, stayed up for three years, and reached the third year of high school.

It's going to be a college entrance examination soon, and it's no problem to get a 211 score on the bottom exam, but I don't dare to think about it, so tired as a dog, I took a nap between classes, and when I woke up, the world changed.

Door.

After looking around, the drunkard dad was not there.

There was a note on the table.

Written:

[Confinement Center, Thirty-seventh Row, Eighteenth Position, There is a dark compartment under the position, and there is a baby inside. 】

Drunkard dad drank too much and got his head funny?

Well?

There are also words on the back of the note.

[I have a mission, I have to travel for three years, and I have a password lock in the secret compartment, and the password is 123. 】

Watt.

Mission: Three years on a business trip? Again! Why don't you say you're going to run away from debts!

Forget if the note is placed in such a conspicuous position, the password is so simple, and it is written directly?

Mu Lan couldn't help but complain.

Something suddenly came to mind.

Uh, no.

Mu Lan looked at the note for a long time.

Is there a possibility that what Dad said is true?

The rules have changed, maybe he didn't have a business failure?

Choosing to live in this dilapidated building, will he really be a hidden agent?

All right.

Mu Lan felt that her head was absolutely bad when she thought about it like this.

I'll go to the confinement center tomorrow to see if my head is watery.