The 601 classroom was quiet for a moment.
Then, a wave of uproarious clamor surged out, breaking through the classroom door, and shaking the entire teaching building.
Even the glass windows seemed to emit a buzzing resonance.
On the images hanging on both sides of the corridor, those chic and elegant dignitaries all cast side glances, whispering to each other across the picture frames, discussing what had happened in that classroom.
Various ghosts hiding under the corner of the corridor popped out one by one, wandering around, blowing cold winds, hesitating whether to stick their heads on the other side of the wall - after all, there were not so many interesting events worth cheering for in the teaching building.
Even the ghost armors that stood still at the entrance of the corridor couldn't help but turn their heads, seeming to consider whether to knock on the door and remind the professor to maintain classroom order.
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