Li Laoda: Hehe, of course I won't hold a grudge against a child.
After closing the door, Li Yiyi finally felt relieved. She then slipped into her spatial dimension, determined to find something to please Li Laoda and Jiang Yuting.
I didn't discipline her today, probably because I thought she was tired when she came back from outside.
What about tomorrow, or the day after...? Who knows, maybe one day I'll decide to get back at her and use today's incident as an excuse.
Rather than waiting for Boss Li to deal with her, Li Yiyi decided to strike first. As long as she sincerely apologized, Boss Li should not hold it against her.
Boss Li: Of course not, smiling face.
After searching for a long time, they returned empty-handed. The space contained nothing of interest except for food and cultivation items.
Let's talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow, let's rest first!
A dark and windy night is a good time to do bad things, and it's also the time for Boss Li to teach Li Yi a lesson. A ball of light enveloped Li Yi.
Seeing that Li Yiyi was frowning even while sleeping, Li Laoda contentedly hugged Jiang Yuting and fell asleep, rolling his eyes. Jiang Yuting didn't interfere in the love-hate entanglement between the father and daughter.
One is her own daughter, the other is her lover; she can't afford to offend either of them. The best course of action is to turn a blind eye.
It opened, and now it's closed.
Li Yiyi's sleep wasn't sweet. She was fine at first, but after she started dreaming, she became listless.
In her dream, Li Yiyi appeared in a familiar classroom, the brigade school she had attended before.
The walls were a dull yellow, the floor was uneven and pitted, and the tables and chairs looked messy. Strangely, there was no one around.
That shouldn't be the case; the classroom should be full of people, according to the rules.
"Li Yiyi, what are you daydreaming about during tutoring time?"
Tutoring time,
Stunned, Li Yi looked up towards the source of the sound and saw Zhao Zhiqing, the person she feared most, standing on the blackboard—a person whose nightmares would not be an exaggeration.
"Li Yiyi, this is outrageous! Your parents are worried about your studies and asked me to tutor you, but look at yourself, what are you doing?"
What are you doing?
Li Yiyi herself didn't know either. She had just started dreaming, and somehow she had already reached the most exciting part, even seeing Zhao Zhiqing.
No, it must be that she's interpreting her dream incorrectly.
Without further ado, Li Yiyi sat down, closed her eyes, and leaned on the table, muttering to herself.
"It's all fake, all fake, all a dream, none of it is real."
It felt like a long time had passed, and without hearing any sound, Li Yiyi opened one eye, just in time to meet Zhao Zhiqing's disappointed gaze.
Close your eyes, then open them again; Zhao Zhiqing is still there.
With an awkward laugh, Li Yiyi greeted them, feeling incredibly embarrassed.
"Teacher, you're still here? How did you get into my dream?"
“Dream, Li Yi, you can sleep during tutoring time, but you think you're dreaming? Give me a hundred test papers.”
One hundred exam papers!!!
Li Yiyi jumped up. Was she kidding? Did a dream have to be so realistic?
"Yes, one hundred sheets. I'll watch you make them myself."
Without further ado, Zhao Zhiqing found a hundred test papers from somewhere and placed a thick stack in front of Li Yiyi's desk.
Then Zhao Zhiqing pulled out a stool from behind him and sat down next to her, looking like he would do double the work if she didn't.
Li Yiyi was completely numb. The dream was so realistic; it was truly unbelievable.
Writing is just a hundred test papers; she won't have to do it after she realizes her dreams.
Under pressure, Li Yi started writing.
The first page was for first graders, which was a piece of cake for Li Yiyi; she finished it in no time.
The second one was the same; Li Yi wrote it easily. After writing ten pages in first grade, it became a second-grade page.
It wasn't simple enough; Li Yiyi didn't pull any tricks.
Full of pressure, Li Yiyi is in third, fourth and fifth grade. What should she do when her hand gets sore and she can't write anymore?
Even in a dream, the teacher would probably let her go to the toilet.
"Teacher, I need to go to the toilet."
Zhao Zhiqing stared at Li Yiyi without saying a word. Just as Li Yiyi was about to repeat herself, he magically produced a chamber pot out of thin air.
"Here, go to the toilet."
Her serious expression suggested she was doing something sacred, yet Li Yiyi couldn't even manage a smile.
"Teacher, are you kidding me?"
Meeting Zhao Zhiqing's gaze, Li Yiyi automatically admitted defeat. She had no particularly remarkable traits in life, except for her fear of teachers and her quick surrender.
With her big eyes darting around, Li Yiyi wanted to see just how miraculous this dream was.
"Teacher, I want some water."
Hot water appeared on the table, and Zhao Zhiqing gestured for Li Yiyi to drink it.
"Teacher, I need to wash my hands."
"Teacher, my nose is itchy, I need to scratch it."
"Teacher, my father is sick. Can I go back to see him?"
"Teacher, my hand is not behaving properly, can we let it go today?"
"Teacher, I..."
After picking a fight a few times, Zhao Zhiqing stopped paying attention to Li Yiyi and sat there coldly watching her speak.
My mouth was dry, and when I wanted a drink, the hot water on the table was gone.
"Li Yiyi, you've been fidgeting too much during tutoring time. Do another hundred practice tests."
One hundred fresh exam papers were ready, but Li Yiyi stepped back, refusing to take them. This dream was too real; could she just stop having it?
"get out of class is not allowed until it is finished."
After speaking, Zhao Zhiqing, looking old and frail, sat back down on the stool, his eyes fixed on Li Yiyi.
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