Xia Chujian lowered his head indifferently.
This head teacher has been ignoring her since she was in the first year of high school.
No matter what she did, whether her grades were good or bad, the teacher treated her as a transparent person.
Xia Chujian didn't care either.
Is it good to be noticed by the head teacher?
She's not a top student...
Xia Chujian slowly took out her smart notebook and prepared to start class.
The three-dimensional holographic projection of the homeroom teacher, Wang Yixiao, stood at the podium with her hands behind her back and said calmly, "The school has been very strict lately. Students, please abide by school rules. You are already in your third year of high school and will be taking the college entrance exam next year."
"You don't have much time left."
"If you don't work hard now, you will realize the difference later."
"No matter how successful you are in school, if you don't get into university, you'll be left far behind."
"Wait ten or twenty years and see, the gap between you and your classmates starts now."
Wang Yi's words made the classmates feel that the burden on their shoulders was heavier.
Xia Chujian hung his head and said nothing.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the head teacher was saying these words to her.
Wang Yi smiled and paused, then said, "We are all students, not hooligans from outside. Don't be so quick to fight and kill."
"Our school has strict rules and regulations, so everyone should be on their own."
Having said that, he glanced vaguely in Xia Chujian's direction.
Xia Chujian had a blank expression, neither sad nor happy.
The students around her looked at her with sympathy.
Wang Yi smiled with deep eyes. She only glanced at Xia Chujian and then looked at Zhu Yingying, who was sitting next to Xia Chujian.
The little girl was cute and pretty, with curly hair and a slightly upturned nose, like a beautiful doll.
At this moment, she was quietly handing a candy to Xia Chujian as a way of comforting her.
Wang Yixiao looked away, a hint of sarcasm flashing across his lips.
Not long after, Wang Yixiao switched the content of the player on the podium through the remote control system.
The next thing to be played was a projection of a tall man wearing a crown and a bright yellow antique-style formal dress.
The man is old, but he is well maintained.
He held the long sword slung at his waist with one hand and carried a black briefcase in the other.
He has thick black hair, bronze skin, a somewhat sinister look, red eyes, a high nose, but the tip of his nose is slightly hooked, a typical hooked nose.
Xia Chujian had been familiar with this person's appearance since elementary school.
This is the current emperor of their Beichen Empire: Tan Tai Hongyuan.
Before the first class every day, all primary, secondary and kindergarten students in Beichen Empire must swear allegiance to the three-dimensional holographic projection of the emperor.
Xia Chujian and his classmates habitually clenched their right fists, placed them on their left chests, and solemnly swore an oath to the life-size three-dimensional holographic projection.
"I swear absolute loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor of Beichen. I will support and protect the interests, constitution, and laws of the Beichen Imperial Family against all enemies of the Imperial Family within and outside the Empire. When His Majesty the Emperor requests, I am willing to take up arms and join the army to defend His Majesty the Emperor. When His Majesty the Emperor requests, I will perform various tasks for the country."
After the oath was completed, the three-dimensional holographic projection of Wang Yixiao on the podium switched to a different image and said, "Today is the official funeral of the eldest prince. All schools in the Beichen Empire are required to broadcast the funeral ceremony live."
"The funeral will officially begin in ten minutes. Please take your seats and refrain from making any noise."
There was still no expression on Wang Yi's smiling face. She then used the remote control system to switch the player on the podium again.
Classes haven't officially started yet, and the player's screen projection can play many TV channels of the Beichen Empire.
The channel that Wang Yixiao opened was the news channel of the Imperial Royal Television, which was transmitted from Beichen Star, the capital of the Beichen Empire.
The player plays a life-size holographic three-dimensional projection, and there is ample playback space on the podium in the classroom.
What appeared before everyone's eyes next was a tall and majestic gray building, solemn and majestic, with a crenel-like spire on the roof.
There is a large badge hanging at the entrance to the first floor.
That is the emblem of the Beichen royal family. It has an anchor painted on it, and a very shining star on the top of the anchor. It is said that the star is called "North Star" and has disappeared from the starry sky of the Beichen galaxy for several epochs.
Everyone in the Beichen Empire is very familiar with this building.
This is the temple. The supreme ruler in the temple is Su Yanxing, the high priest of the Beichen Empire.
At this time, Su Yanxing was wearing the same antique-style wide robe with big sleeves, a mask on his head, standing in front of the church, holding a long jade tablet in his hand.
The female anchor of Imperial Royal Television, wearing a slim-fitting black warm formal dress, stood at the entrance of the sanctuary and spoke to the camera with a heavy face, "His Royal Highness Tan Tai Ci Ren, the 93rd generation grandson of the Beichen Empire and first in line to the throne, has passed away from illness at the age of 26."
"His Highness Tantai Ciren was a gentle, charitable, and loving person. Due to health issues, he lived a secluded life, but he still cared deeply about the people of Beichen. In his will, he bequeathed all his property to the Holy Church, which would use it exclusively as a special fund to raise orphans in the Beichen Empire."
"His Highness Tantai Ciren was unmarried and childless. His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress are heartbroken over His Highness's passing..."
The camera turns to a middle-aged man and woman in black suits.
The man was none other than Emperor Tan Tai Hong Yuan, to whom they had just sworn allegiance.
He was not wearing the bright yellow antique suit, but a black formal suit, and his face looked terrifyingly stern.
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