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Songyang High School.
Inside a classroom.
Campus life remained as peaceful as ever, and the students' enthusiasm for studying was as high as usual.
The Chinese teacher explained the text from the podium with practically no presence at all. Below her, some students punched, some meditated, some prepared medicine, and some had already started beating people up... They were conducting combat training.
That was the atmosphere of classes at a Key High School.
When first-year students had only just started school, they still held back somewhat out of middle-school habit. But now that half a year had passed since term began, everyone had torn away the mask and revealed their true faces as Immortal Dao academic tyrants.
The language class teacher did not mind it either. After all, whether they were punching, meditating, beating people up, taking medicine, popping pills, injecting medicine, or pursuing some other form of Immortal Dao cultivation, all of it was far more important than her measly language class—as long as the students did not come beat her up.
As far as she knew, General Knowledge Class teachers at Songyang High School were already considered to have some status. Her former classmate who had gone to teach at White Dragon High School was constantly used by school leaders to lecture students: "If you fail to get into a good university on the Gaokao, you'll be as hopeless as someone who teaches language class in high school."
Thinking of that, the Chinese teacher sighed inwardly. Sigh, if the Sect and the Municipal Government had not required it, Key High Schools would probably have cut General Knowledge Class hours down to nothing.
Just then, the language class teacher heard someone's phone ringing below.
She finally could not take it anymore and was about to remind them,