Xia Chujian lowered her head, not caring.
This homeroom teacher had treated her with such indifference since she started high school.
No matter what she did, whether her grades were good or bad, this teacher acted as if she were invisible.
Xia Chujian didn't care either.
Was it really so great to be noticed by the homeroom teacher? She wasn't a top student anyway...
Xia Chujian slowly took out her smart notebook, ready to start the class.
The homeroom teacher, Wang Yixiao's, three-dimensional holographic projection stood on the podium with her hands behind her back, and said blandly, "The school has been strict recently, so students must abide by school discipline. You are already in your third year of high school, and you will be taking the college entrance examination next year."
"The time left for you is not much."
"If you don't work hard now, you will know the difference later."
"No matter how glorious you are in school now, if you fail to get into college, you will be left far behind."
"Looking back in ten or twenty years, the gap between you and your classmates starts now."
Wang Yixiao's words made the students in the class feel the burden on their shoulders become heavier.
Xia Chujian lowered her head and said nothing.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that the homeroom teacher was saying these words to her.
Wang Yixiao paused and then said, "Everyone is a student, not a hoodlum outside. Don't resort to fighting and killing at every turn."
"Our school has strict rules, so everyone should behave themselves."
Having said that, she glanced in Xia Chujian's direction, seemingly unintentionally.
Xia Chujian's expression was wooden, without joy or sorrow.
The students around her cast sympathetic glances at her.
Wang Yixiao's eyes were deep, and after only one glance at Xia Chujian, she looked at Zhu Yingying, who was Xia Chujian's deskmate.
That little girl was petite and cute, with curly hair and a slightly upturned nose, like a beautiful doll.
At this moment, she was secretly handing Xia Chujian a piece of candy to comfort her.
Wang Yixiao withdrew her gaze, a mocking smile flashing across her lips.
Before long, Wang Yixiao used the remote control system to switch the content of the player on the podium.
What was played next was a tall man's projection wearing a crown and dressed in a bright yellow antique-style formal dress.
This man was old, but he was well-maintained.
He held the long sword at his waist with one hand and carried a black briefcase in the other.
His hair was dark and thick, his skin was bronze, his eyes were a little gloomy and bloodshot, his nose was high and straight, but the tip of his nose was slightly hooked, a typical aquiline nose.
Xia Chujian had been familiar with this person's appearance since she was in elementary school.
This was the current emperor of their Beichen Empire: Tantai Hongyuan.
Before the first class every day, elementary, middle, and high schools, as well as kindergartens in the Beichen Empire, had to swear allegiance to the emperor's three-dimensional holographic image.
Xia Chujian and her classmates habitually clenched their right fists, placed them on their left chests, and solemnly swore to the life-size three-dimensional hologram.
"I swear: absolute loyalty to His Majesty the Beichen Emperor; I will support and protect the interests, constitution, and laws of the Beichen Royal Family, and fight against all enemies of the Royal Family inside and outside the empire. When His Majesty the Emperor requires it, I am willing to take up arms and join the army to defend His Majesty the Emperor; when His Majesty the Emperor requires it, I will engage in various jobs for the country."
After the oath was completed, Wang Yixiao's three-dimensional holographic projection on the podium switched the screen and said, "Today is the Grand Prince's formal funeral. All schools in the entire Beichen Empire are required to broadcast the funeral ceremony live."
"The funeral will officially begin in ten minutes. Please take your seats and do not make any noise."
Wang Yixiao still had no expression on her face, and then used the remote control system to switch the player on the podium again.
Since class hadn't officially started yet, the player's projection screen could play many television channels of the Beichen Empire.
The channel that Wang Yixiao opened was the Imperial Royal Television News Channel, which came from the Beichen Star, where the Beichen Empire's Imperial City was located.
What the player played was a life-size holographic three-dimensional projection, and the classroom's podium had ample space for playback.
Then, what appeared before everyone's eyes was a tall and majestic gray building, solemn and dignified, with crenellated spires on the roof of the building.
A large emblem hung at the entrance of the first floor.
It was the emblem of the Beichen Royal Family, depicting an anchor with a brilliantly shining star at its apex. It was said that the star was called the "North Star," and it had disappeared from the skies of the Beichen Galaxy several epochs ago.
Everyone in the entire Beichen Empire was very familiar with this building.
This was the Holy Church, and the highest ruler within the Holy Church was the Beichen Empire's High Priest, Su Yanxing.
At this moment, Su Yanxing was wearing a wide-sleeved robe in the same antique style, with a faceplate on his head, standing in front of the Holy Church, holding a long jade tablet in his hands.
The female anchor of the Imperial Royal Television, wearing a very form-fitting black thermal formal suit, stood at the entrance of the Holy Church, facing the camera with a solemn expression, and said: "His Highness Tantai Ciren, the ninety-third generation descendant of the Beichen Empire and the first in line to the imperial throne, has passed away due to illness at the age of twenty-six."
"His Highness Tantai Ciren was gentle and kind-hearted. Due to health issues during his lifetime, he lived a secluded life, but he still cared about the people of Beichen. In his will, he bequeathed all his property to the Holy Church, to be used exclusively by the Holy Church as a special fund for raising orphans in the Beichen Empire."
"His Highness Tantai Ciren was unmarried and had no children. His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress are heartbroken by the death of His Highness, mourning the loss of their child in their old age..."
The camera turned to a middle-aged man and woman dressed in black formal attire.
The man was Emperor Tantai Hongyuan, to whom they had just sworn allegiance.
He was not wearing the bright yellow antique formal attire, but a black formal suit, his face terribly stern.
The woman beside him, crying with red and swollen eyes, choking with sobs, was Her Majesty the Empress of the Beichen Empire.
The Tantai Royal Family, which had ruled the Beichen Star Region for nearly ten thousand years, once had three palaces and six courts, and the emperor had absolute power over the entire empire.
However, five hundred years ago, the Cabinet rose, persuaded the military to remain neutral, and joined forces with the Senate to compete with the Royal Family, leading to a top-down reform of the Beichen Empire's Royal Family, and the beginning of a constitutional monarchy.
From then on, the Royal Family, like ordinary people, had to abide by the Imperial Constitution and practice monogamy.
Moreover, the right of inheritance of the Royal Family, like the right of inheritance of ordinary people, was based on seniority among legitimate children, regardless of gender, and there was no need to establish a Crown Prince.
In addition, the laws of the Beichen Empire stipulate that illegitimate children have no right of inheritance.
Therefore, the sudden death of this Grand Prince was indeed a major shock to the Beichen Royal Family.
This meant that the first in line to the throne had died, and the second in line became the first in line.
Soon, the camera of the Imperial Royal Television turned to Tantai Jing, the Second Princess of the Beichen Empire's Royal Family.
She was also wearing a black formal suit, not those interstellar brand names familiar to the upper class, but a brand that ordinary people could afford.
She looked particularly approachable.
She was shapely and tall, and only eighteen years old this year.
Her appearance was also very similar to that of Emperor Tantai Hongyuan, with a very stubborn aquiline nose, but it was not so prominent, but added a few wild charms to her quiet temperament.
Today, as soon as she came out, she gained the attention of the entire Beichen Empire.
In particular, the Royal Family, the Clan, and the Nobles, these high-ranking classes, paid more attention to Tantai Jing.
Because Tantai Jing, from today onwards, officially became the first in line to the throne of the Beichen Empire.
She was the second child born to the Empress and the Emperor, and also the only child of the Emperor and Empress now.
She silently walked to the Empress's side and supported the Empress's arm.
The Empress hugged her tightly, as if she had grabbed the last straw.
This was her only offspring...
In the classroom, some students with richer emotions were already sobbing softly when they saw this scene.
Xia Chujian looked at her deskmate, Zhu Yingying, Aunt Chen's daughter.
Her eyes were red.
Xia Chujian withdrew her gaze, propped her cheek with one hand, and looked at the three-dimensional holographic projection on the podium with boredom, not interested at all.
Her eyes were vacant, and she was thinking about how to find an opportunity to leave Mulan City and go to the Exotic Beast Forest to see San Zong and Small Dog, as well as her valuable little gadgets, especially the Blood Kirin. She didn't know if San Zong had successfully planted it...
Wang Yixiao observed the expressions and expressions of each student in the classroom through the remote system, especially Xia Chujian, she looked at her several times.
But this guy was like a clay sculpture, expressionless, looking extremely indifferent.
Wang Yixiao moved her gaze away lightly and looked at Xia Chujian's deskmate, Zhu Yingying.
At this time, Zhu Yingying burst into tears and quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief.
Wang Yixiao suppressed the disdain at the corner of her mouth and shifted her gaze.
At this moment, the 3D holographic projection screen showed the Imperial Royal Television's live broadcast, which had switched to the Grand Prince's coffin.
The female anchor of the Imperial Royal Television was introducing the situation to everyone.
"Dear viewers, as we all know, only past emperors are qualified to be buried in the Holy Church's cemetery after their death."
"However, His Majesty the Emperor, in order to express his grief over the Grand Prince's passing and his love for the Grand Prince, exceptionally ordered the posthumous conferment of the Grand Prince as the Ciren Crown Prince, granting him the qualification to be buried in the Holy Church's cemetery."
"The Beichen Royal Family has not established a crown prince since the constitutional monarchy began five hundred years ago. The succession to the throne is carried out according to the constitution."
"But this time, because His Majesty the Emperor specially pleaded with the Cabinet, the Senate, and the Holy Church for the sake of His Highness the Grand Prince, he finally obtained special permission to secure the right for the Grand Prince to be buried in the Holy Church."
Eight Royal Inner Guards in uniform carried the Grand Prince's coffin, walking step by step.
They stopped at the entrance of the Holy Church.
The high priest, holding a jade tablet, tapped the top of the coffin three times with the tablet, then took a step back.
The Royal Inner Guards started again, carrying the Grand Prince's coffin directly into the Holy Church.
Then, the Emperor and Empress stepped forward and walked into the Holy Church alongside the high priest.
Next was the Second Princess, Tantai Jing.
Then came Emperor Tantai Hongyuan's eldest sister, Her Highness Grand Princess Tantai Jinyu.
Finally came the members of the Imperial Family.
Apart from them, other Nobles and high-ranking government officials were not allowed to enter the Holy Church.
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