Evening self-study had begun, and Lao Mo walked in.
Everyone had already taken their seats early on, some tackling problems and others reading books.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder.
A huge cry made all the students in the class lift their heads.
Chen Yuan slowly lifted his head, too.
"Oh my god!"
At that moment, a student by the corridor cried out.
Then there was a loud rustling noise.
Everyone turned their gazes in that direction.
They saw countless books raining down from the floor above, making a wave-like tearing sound as they hit the air.
Just like damn Xiao Nan's six hundred billion exploding tags!
At the same time, there was a noise like that from a madhouse breaking out, a tumultuous roar that made ears go numb.
Because Lao Mo didn't intervene, all the classmates gathered by the windows, watching this visually stunning textbook rain.
"Awesome, awesome!"
"The annual show is back."
"If this part were missing, it would feel a bit lacking."
June 5th, Monday.
