Zong Moju saw blackish-green slabs hanging on the snow-white wall ahead, with eight large red simplified characters mounted above the blackboard.
Study hard, improve every day.
A young man almost identical to Fang Yun stood at the podium before the blackboard. The only difference was that this Fang Yun wore two small black frames before his eyes, transparent crystal lenses set within them.
There was also a wooden lectern before Teacher Fang Yun.
Zong Moju looked around. Yellowish-brown wooden desks and chairs stood in neat rows throughout the classroom, and many children dressed in white shirts and blue jackets were doing their utmost to sit upright.
These children were cleaner and healthier than the children of Saint Origin Continent. Most of their eyes flickered with curiosity; some still bore tear tracks on their faces, some sat frozen with nervousness, while others grinned happily.
Zong Moju looked up. Long, slender tube-shaped lights hung from the ceiling, while three bright windows stood on the right, their panes as transparent as crystal glass.
"Good morning, students!" Fang Yun, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, greeted everyone with a smile.
"Good morning, Teacher!" the children shouted. Their vibrant voices seemed ready to burst through the windows, making all things in the little classroom sprout and bloom.
Zong Moju watched curiously as the young man on the podium picked up a small white object and wrote two words on the blackish-green board.
Fang Yun.
"My name is Fang Yun. Starting today, I'll be the homeroom teacher of Class One, Grade One, and I'll also teach you Chinese and mathematics. Students, you must study hard and listen carefully. If an eraser or pen falls to the floor, make sure you wait until class is over before picking it up. If you pick it up