Inside the private school, the clear voices of children reciting their lessons could be heard.
The teacher would say a sentence, and the children would repeat it after him.
This assumes we're ignoring the fact that a few kids are already feeling deflated.
This includes, but is not limited to: Baiyunqi.
Studying... studying is so boring, I'd rather repair my chains!
Studying is for the purpose of reasoning in the future, but might makes right. Besides, I'm not necessarily losing an argument.
Juanjuan glanced at her older brother and thought he made some sense.
The next moment.
“Sit up straight! You're so young, how can you be so listless!”
The teacher's ruler struck Bai Yunqi's back, but not hard; it served only as a warning and supplementary measure.
"Keep up with your studies!"
So Juanjuan saw her older brother, who had just been thinking to himself that studying was useless and trying to reason with his fists in the future, obediently pick up his book, sit up straight, and start studying.
Juanjuan: ...
Didn't my brother just say that studying is useless, and that if you don't study, you have to rely on your fists?
Has it changed that quickly?
The schoolteacher appeared quietly behind Juanjuan.
The ruler gently landed on the little guy's back.
Study hard!
Peeking at my older brother's curly hair!
Sit down immediately and start reading.
She now understood why; the man was truly terrifying.
After finishing her classes for the day, Juanjuan immediately slumped onto her desk.
“fu…”
The little guy let out a soft breath; his bright, round eyes, which were so clear before last semester, were now almost lifeless.
Studying is so tiring!
It's not the same kind of exhaustion as doing farm work in the village.
My body isn't tired, but my mind is, my hand is tired from writing, and I'm hungry.
I used to study at home with Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang really slowed down a lot so that he could teach Da Chui.
In a private school, the teacher taught a lot in a day.
Especially this afternoon when I started learning to write.
Juanjuan is smart, but when it comes to writing, without much practice, no one can write well right away.
Looking at the crooked and messy writing on the table, Juanjuan thought it was indeed very ugly.
Bai Yunxing also felt that he was ugly.
He looked at the jagged, unruly characters in front of him and thought they were ugly.
But it's okay if it's ugly.
I never imagined that I, who used to always criticize Xiao Shisan's handwriting, would one day have to imitate it. It's quite remarkable that Xiao Shisan can write such difficult characters.
Juanjuan lay on the table, looking at her second brother, and seemed quite interested in the little thirteenth brother that he often mentioned.
Although she had never met the thirteenth child, based on what her second brother often said, she seemed to have a general idea in her mind.
My second brother really wants to go home, back to his old home.
Unfortunately, she couldn't help her second brother much.
The light in her round, curly eyes dimmed a little again.
What are you thinking about?
The older brother's face suddenly appeared in front of Juanjuan, startling the child.
Bai Yunqi looked at his sister, who was slumped over the table looking dejected, and his second brother, who was admiring his terrible handwriting.
He immediately urged, "Let's go home and eat, eat!!!"
After saying that, he turned to look at the doorway.
"What about the third one? He went out to use the restroom and fell... Why isn't he back yet!"
"Brother, don't keep saying it will fall in, or it will come true."
Bai Yun'an turned in from the doorway, a faint smile on his innocent-looking face, but his words were pointed at someone.
Bai Yunqi sized up the third brother and inwardly scoffed.
Forget it, I won't stoop to the level of these silly kids!
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