The morning sun rises in the east, and the east of the sky seems to be hung with a master's most indulgent oil painting, which is full of gold and red, gorgeous and colorful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The morning sun of the morning sun sprinkled into the eighth class of high school through the branches of the poplar tree, and the mottled classroom in the middle school was full of shadows and shadows, and it was a little illusory.

And in the dawn of April, the warm spring breeze always carries a lazy smell, the breeze blows through the classroom, everything seems to fall into a deep sleep, only the sound of the current affairs teacher on the podium is left, ethereal and long.

Ming Zhenhai in the classroom had a misty look in his eyes, and he didn't notice that the current affairs teacher had walked to his side.

At this moment, he is carrying out a serious and profound reflection on life.

He was still sleeping quietly at home last night, but when he woke up, he found that the original middle-aged uncle in the mirror had become a young man.

This unimaginable change, in addition to making people feel at a loss, will also be full of deep awe of fate.

In this kind of legendary rebirth event, no one can be calmer, only to reflect more deeply on themselves, hoping to find a reason to comfort themselves.

In his previous life, Ming Zhenhai, who had a detached personality and wandered most of China, finally couldn't stand the nagging of his parents and chose a profession that his parents thought was worry-free, but he thought was boring: a servant of the people. However, as a lowest-level idle civil servant, his daily life is so idle that he panics.

Feeling that the bird is in a cage, he has been hoping that something will happen to make this stagnant water seem to change his life.

Life has indeed changed now, or has it changed dramatically.

Not to mention that he himself has crossed from middle age to teenager, and even the whole world has grown by 5,000 years at once.

Betting on his future wife's chastity, all he wants to change is to get promoted, squeeze out his upset leader, get a raise, go snowing in the Alps on annual leave, and that's it.

Now this script, which completely deviates from his vision, can no longer find a common point except that the main character has the same name.

5,000 years later, although the earth is still the same earth, but a earth-shaking change has made the earth unrecognizable. Humans here can only live in towns, and all kinds of strange and powerful monsters are entrenched around the world. In order to compete for living space, humans and Warcraft have fought a bloody war that has lasted for thousands of years.

No more spitting up PM values here because there is flourishing vegetation everywhere, no more complaining about overcrowding because there are more monsters than people around the world, no more annoying pop-up ads here because the world is dark and there is no electricity.

There is nothing but killing and blood, turmoil and unrest, suffering and struggle.

This isn't an urban soap opera, it's an R-rated war movie.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to see the ruthless sneer of fate in the depths of darkness.

Suddenly, he remembered a joke about a 60-year-old man and a 60-year-old woman celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary, and suddenly God appeared and told them that one wish could be fulfilled by oneself. The old woman made a wish to travel around the world, and after a while, it rained down. Then God asked the old man what he wanted, and the old man looked at the old woman who picked up the ticket, and then said that he wanted a wife who was 30 years younger than him, and God said yes, and with a "bang", he became a 90-year-old man.

He was like the greedy old man, teased by evil tastes.

Although I feel like a doll in the hands of fate, I can't guess the next step of my master.

But even if it's a doll, make a different one.

Fate gave him a life path that was completely different from all his previous experiences, but he believed that as long as he moved forward, he would be able to break free from the shackles of fate and jump out of the long river of fate to freely choose his future.

This is just like what the poem says: If the heart is sunny, there is no need to be sad, no hatred or resentment, no lingering or nostalgia. Those who can't get past will be gone, smiling warmly, and the years are still young.

He was still thinking about fate, and the fat man next to him kicked him in the leg.

He turned his head for some reason, and found the fat man winking at him.

As a person who has been in the yamen for a long time, looking at faces and expressions is only a basic skill. He turned his head and found Teacher Yan standing next to him.

The current affairs teacher, surnamed Yan, was in his forties, and had a terrifying scar on his face, twisted and hideous from the middle of his forehead along the bridge of his nose to the side of his mouth. Thin figure, dressed in a straight black suit.

No one had ever seen a smile on his face, and the students privately called him Hades. And one of the things he hates the most is that students don't take their classes seriously.

At this moment, Teacher Yan's face was already gloomy like a dark cloud, and the twisted and hideous scar seemed to have been resurrected into an evil dragon, roaring and roaring there.

And Mr. Yan's white and piercing eyes seemed to be about to burst into lightning at any moment.

Something invisible slowly spread out of him, enveloping the entire classroom.

All the students felt like their hearts were pressed by a dark and dreary mountain, and they were out of breath, and it seemed that a thunderstorm of destruction was coming.

Ming Zhenhai was a gaden in his heart, and in an instant he knew that he had made a mistake of common sense.

This is no longer the 21st century, and the teachers of this era are different from those of the 21st century.

In the 21st century, when a student makes a mistake, the teacher will sit down and ask you what is going on, and the teacher here only believes in one thing, and if you don't obey, you will be punished.

In this day and age, corporal punishment of students is commonplace, and the fact that the teacher did not give you a punch or kick only means that he is in a good mood today.

Mr. Yan is not the kind of good gentleman who can sit down with you and talk to him, but he will punish any student who is disobedient in his class.

Looking at the hideous Teacher Yan in front of him, who seemed to be eating people, the sea surface of Mingzhen did not change.

In order for himself to have a good first day of rebirth and not be destroyed, he must get rid of the teacher in front of him.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then stood up unhurriedly and bowed to the teacher.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I thought I was distracted just now. I didn't mean it, and I hope the teacher will forgive me for my mistakes. ”

In any era, as long as there is still the light of civilization in human society, teachers will always care for students first, and teachers will always hope that students can change if they can.

Ming Zhenhai believes that his sincere words will be accepted by a teacher, and even if he does not accept it, at least it can be relieved.

His first wave of attacks went out, and the effect was obvious.

Looking at the down-and-out and generous student in front of him, Teacher Yan's face softened slightly, and he was secretly surprised in his heart. After teaching for so long, it was the first time he had met such a calm student.

According to common sense, a student who made a mistake and was caught by the teacher is not panicked. And in the face of a teacher's thunderous anger, who can not tremble.

This student is not at all as immature as the others, and in the face of the teacher's anger, he is not slow or slow, and his mind is completely like a mature adult.

Ming Zhenhai's performance softened his attitude a little, and the words that he was going to scold were gone.

"Can you tell me why you are distracted? You must know that we have the opportunity to study here today in peace, because of the blood of countless compatriots on the front line and the Warcraft, and also the hard work of your parents. ”

At this time, there was only serious questioning in his tone and a teacher's admonition to the students.

Of course, Ming Zhenhai can't tell the truth that he just took your student's body, and he is sorting out his thoughts at this time, which is the rhythm of finding death every minute, but he doesn't know what to say.

He took a deep breath again, raised his head and chest, and started the second wave of the offensive, "Teacher, I have been thinking about a question just now. I beg to agree with what you said at the beginning of the class that humans and monsters can only be immortal. We all know that we humans are born from animals and are higher than animals. We have a high level of intelligence, we have a wealth of emotions that put us above the entire planet. 5,000 years ago, human beings were known as the spirits of all things, ruling the whole world, and all animals were just food for human beings. ”

Speaking of this, Ming Zhenhai paused, glanced at it, and found that everyone was attracted by his words and listened attentively, even Teacher Yan.

In this conversation, the effect of group damage is very strong.

Mingzhenhai, who was in a good mood, paused and continued, "But at that time, humans did not want to exterminate all other species, but put a lot of energy into protecting them. Why? Because we live in symbiosis on this planet. People hope that their sky is not empty, in a cup of fragrant tea, you can overlook the wild geese in the sunset in the western sky, people hope that their fields are not empty, in the cigarette, you can see the hedgehog in the green grass field. Now most of the large demonic beasts in the eastern region of our Zhuxia territory have been exterminated, and at present, our Zhuxia military has begun the second phase of the military plan, gradually exterminating those medium-sized demonic beasts and carrying out complete extermination. Next, can we human beings consider giving the remaining small demonic beasts a little living space? As the ancient saying goes, the unity of heaven and man is the right way, and it is impossible for people to be isolated from the world and exist alone in the world. Teacher, that's what I just thought about, thank you. ”

After speaking, Ming Zhenhai bowed again, and then Shi Shiran sat down.

He was filled with gratitude to the previous owner of this body, and without his hard work, there would be no strong lung capacity of this body.

In a short passage, the voice is loud and powerful, like playing a magnificent symphony, and the sound reverberates back and forth in the classroom. Such a gorgeous sound effect, the effect should not be too good.

Looking around, I noticed that although he had sat down, the classroom was still quiet, and everyone was thinking quietly.

For people in the 21st century, Mingzhenhai's words are commonplace, just common sense of life, and there is nothing surprising about it.

But for the people of this era, that distant era has become a kind of memory, which only exists in the words of history.

People only know that it was the most glorious era of mankind, there were no magical beasts, there was no daily unstoppable killing.

It is only in this era that we can truly appreciate the importance of peace to a person. Compared with the current situation of human beings, not to mention the tragic war between the front-line soldiers and Warcraft, even in the area where humans gather, it is not absolutely safe, and Warcraft attacks are often made. This kind of precarious life has almost formed a perverted yearning for that era.

Therefore, although no one agrees with Ming Zhenhai's views, everyone likes the world in his words.

"Well, although I don't agree with you, what you just said proves that you are a thinking person. After a while, Teacher Yan, whose face was indifferent, said.

At this time, Mr. Yan's eyes were no longer as sharp and dazzling as they were at the beginning, and there was more praise in them.

Observant, he already knew that his debut was a success, and he was secretly relieved.

Teacher Yan glanced at everyone and continued to say seriously, "However, I hope that when you face Warcraft in the future, you won't think too much about it and kill it directly." ”

After speaking, he compared a false slashing action with his hand knife, his eyes were cold and murderous, like a demon from hell.