The leaden clouds still hung over Binhai City, blanketing the sky. Silver snakes danced wildly through them, roaming at will and displaying nature's might to all creation.
Through the doors and windows, Chu Zihang seemed to see a lofty god looking down upon the earth from the storm.
"Don't scare yourself!"
He cast aside the rather adolescent fantasy. With their teacher's hypnotic voice washing over them, everyone was drowsy, wishing only for the dismissal bell to ring sooner. That made Chu Zihang's behavior unremarkable.
Besides, even if he'd been daydreaming in class, the teacher would never have reprimanded a student like Chu Zihang.
After all, Shilan High School was an elite school. Anyone who could study there was either rich or powerful, and the teachers knew better than anyone that they only needed to do their jobs. What was more, Chu Zihang had excellent grades. By student standards, his stats were practically maxed out. He was a model student in the truest sense.
Did anyone call it daydreaming when a model student did it? He was obviously just giving his mind a rest after working hard. If every student were as outstanding as Chu Zihang, the homeroom teacher would probably wake up laughing in the middle of the night.
For some reason, Chu Zihang's thoughts were drifting. He pictured the school field packed with a luxury car show. The cars belonged to parents, all of whom were worried about their precious children in weather as bad as today's.
When the dismissal bell rang, countless parents and students in raincoats scattered through the luxury car show like headless flies.
More and more students left. Chu Zihang gazed at the field, at the grass that had been torn to shreds. He watched the yellow mud wash away in the torrential rain, like