Chapter 165 Sima Yangyun

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For those young wizards with strong hormones, this just means that the history teacher has changed from a rigid old man to a charming beauty.

At First University, beautiful teachers have always been a scarce resource.

As a result, the number of students taking history electives at Jiuyou College increased dramatically. Moreover, in her class, both the students' participation in various discussions and the discipline in the class were particularly outstanding.

Sima Yangyun gradually became accustomed to this.

So today, when she stood outside the classroom door and heard the chaotic noise inside, she thought she was in the wrong classroom.

A group of boys gathered in the back row of the classroom, discussing some issue passionately and fiercely. Even the girls were whispering to each other, biting their ears, and turning their heads to look at the back of the classroom from time to time.

This surprised her very much.

In the past, when she walked into the classroom, the students would always sit neatly and quietly in their seats, with textbooks spread out on the table and pens and paper ready at hand.

But now, only a few people seemed to have noticed the arrival of the history lecturer.

Sima Yang Yun couldn't help turning his head and glanced at the white paper behind the door.

Then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up

A thick layer of chalk dust was stuck to the surface of the white paper, firmly covering the little simple figure with simple lines underneath.

Sima Yangyun stretched out his hand and brushed away the chalk dust on the white paper.

The little stick figure shook his head crazily to make his lines appear more clearly.

Of course, it has not forgotten its responsibilities.

"Teacher... is here!"

The little stick figure on the white paper behind the door howled at the top of his lungs.

The noise in the classroom fell silent for a moment, and then the students realized that the history lecturer was already standing at the door of the classroom.

Sima Yangyun tilted his head, smiled slightly at the students, raised his hand and waved, saying hello to everyone.

The chaotic sound of tables, chairs and benches clashing suddenly sounded.

A moment later, Sima Yangyun stood on the podium, facing the dark crowd of freshmen, and began the third history class of this semester.

"At the end of the last get out of class, I asked each of you to prepare a question about history. In this class, we will discuss it with each other and get the answer."

Sima Yangyun's voice was not loud, but very clear and pleasant:

"Are you ready for this question?"

"Ready!" She was answered neatly by the students.

Especially the boys, they roared extra hard.

Sima Yang Yun frowned, lowered his head and opened his handout.

"The essence of history is inheritance."

"Human beings have accumulated a lot of experience during their long evolution. Some of them can be engraved in our blood and passed on through reproduction; others can only be remembered through history so that the sacrifices of our ancestors will not be wasted."

"Bai Ding has his own history, the demons have their own history, and there are thousands of creatures in the world. As long as they open their minds, they all know how to record history and pass on wisdom."

"But these histories have different characteristics."

"The history of demons is a history of killing, a darkness connected by their sacrifices to the unknown lord."

"Bai Ding is limited by his talent and can only explore the vague past through limited words. Their history is a concept generated by the interconnection of time, space and events. History must be objective. And mortal words have never been

Not an objective carrier."

"Wizards are different."

"Wizards can feel the shock that life brings to us in its evolution."

"In the eyes of wizards, everyone will have their own understanding of the same period of history, and this understanding will profoundly affect your magical power."

"One second of history can move you, a hundred years of history can make you feel heavy, and a history of ten thousand years can make you feel shocked."

"Only after being shocked can you discover the true charm of magic."


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