Zheng Qing has always believed that there are school teachers or students among the crows.

But even if he thought about it, he couldn't think that his magic biology teacher was one of them.

This fact is like an anchor rope in the memory, tensed instantly, pulling up the fishing net submerged in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and salvaged those scattered memory fragments.

Much of it is nonsensical and focuses on what Gan Ning taught in class. but

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