Gu Jingxing was certainly not the type to compromise and endure; he pretended to write a few words, but in reality, he was just slacking off.
A little while later, the tutor got tired of eating sunflower seeds, stretched, and fell asleep.
Hearing his thunderous snoring, Gu Jingxing picked up his calligraphy brush and carefully walked to his side.
A mischievous glint appeared in his bright eyes. "Hmph, let you swagger around..."
Half an hour later, the tutor stretched and woke up from her sleep.
He went to the restroom to use the toilet, but Gu Jingxing couldn't hold it in and started laughing.
Sure enough, a minute later, a deafening scream erupted from the bathroom, "Ahhh... Who! Who did this! Li Zixiao, it was you, wasn't it!"
He came running out of the toilet with a wailing sound, his old face painted with ink to resemble a pig, and the words "I am an idiot" written on his head.
"Hahahaha~" Gu Jingxing finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. "How could it possibly be washed clean? Teacher, I added something to your ink. Unless you dissolve your skin with sulfuric acid, you can only wait for the ingredients to evaporate and disappear on their own after 48 hours! Hahahaha, teacher, you have a pig growing on your face!"
The tutor's face turned pale with anger, then purple. How dare this short-lived bastard mess with him?
No wonder he died so young, he deserved it!
Just then, Li Zhanting heard the sound and quickly strode over.
He saw his tutor's ink-stained face from afar; her stern features darkened, and her voice was authoritative and chilling, "What happened?"
When the tutor saw Li Zhanting coming over, she immediately felt more confident.
He immediately put on a mournful face and complained to Li Zhanting, "President Li, I can't teach your precious son anymore! You'd better find someone else! It's not that I don't want to teach him, but as you can see, I've been tortured like this. I'm afraid I won't dare to leave the house for the next few days! If I come to teach the young master again, who knows what other tricks he'll come up with to punish me!"
Li Zhanting frowned. Although he usually doted on his son, this time his son had really gone too far.
However, after thinking it over, I realized that playing pranks on people was something my son would never do.
He put his hands in his pockets, exuding an imposing aura without being angry. "Zixiao, what exactly happened?"
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