Chapter 142
The man could only knock on the door again and ask, "Can I come in?"
The person inside snorted and said angrily, "What's your matter? Can't you talk about it outside? Why do you have to break into someone else's house?"
The man said, "To be honest, I can't tell anyone about this. Otherwise, if this matter is exposed, it will be bad for both you and me. For the sake of good things, we should not talk behind closed doors."
He Shang opened the door, and the man walked in slowly, paced around the room, and said with a smile: "You are really interesting."
He Shang frowned and asked, "What did you bring this time?"
The man held up his briefcase and said, "Oh, here is a form. Please fill it out. Once you are done, I will take it back and show it to others."
He Shang took something and took a look at it: "What's the use of writing something like this? Getting promoted or getting rich? Ha, who doesn't know that the old man is dying? No matter what you show him, it will be the same. Not to mention that he may not be able to see it, even if he sees it, he will just glance at it and pass it by. Do you really think he cares?"
The man smiled and said, "Whether the clan leader or the village chief cares or not, we have to write these. Your affairs and other people's affairs have been exposed, and we can't ignore them. But even if we have to care, we can't ignore you. Where were you before? Where will you be in the future? How much money you got before? You still get the same amount now. Don't worry.
You are all royal relatives, and you are related to many people. Even if you are in trouble, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. You will not suffer. There are always people above you to protect you. You should at least pretend to be well."
He Shang sneered, "Pretending? Pretending to do this and that. In the dreams of those old men, are we all pretending to be something? They are grown up, and if they like toys, they can buy them themselves. Why do they insist on others playing games with them? How shameless."
The man said, "This is not just a matter involving just one or two people. Aren't all the people below like this? Flattery, corruption and bribery have been going on for who knows how many years. Do you think they can change?"
He Shang snorted: "This is none of my business. I didn't ask for the information, I didn't handle the matter, and I didn't set the rules. Why should I obey them?"
The man said, "It's not up to you. If you don't obey them, they can't help you even if they want to."
He Shang reluctantly picked up the paper, looked at it carefully, and snorted, "Bring me a pen, I'll write it. When I'm done, you take it away, and take it away quickly."
The man smiled and said, "Here is the pen. I will leave once you finish writing. However, there is one more thing."
He Shang wrote, glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?"
He said, "You have handed over all your things, so you have nothing left, right? I am here to give you something."
He Shang's eyes suddenly brightened up a lot, he stood up straight, and asked in a spirited manner: "Fu Lu Shou Xi Yan Paste? You brought it to me? Great! I thought it was gone."
The man said, "Yes, of course I have. I brought them all to you. They are all yours. However, you cannot share them with others, and you cannot eat too much at one time."
He Shang nodded vigorously: "Of course, of course."
The man opened the briefcase and took out a package from it. It looked very heavy, about ten kilograms. On the surface, it even looked like a book. He Shang touched the cover of the book with care and said with a smile, "Good stuff, good stuff!"
Kawakami asked, "Is that all? No more?"
The man said, "You are already extremely panicked. If we give you more, you will eat too much in a short time and we will not be able to save you. It will only cause us more regrets if we ask the Great Luo Immortal for help. You should tell others to be more at ease."
He Shang chuckled, hugged the book happily and said, "Okay, I will definitely read the book carefully and live up to your expectations."
Just hearing this one sentence, he still looks somewhat presentable.
But it was obvious that Briefcase knew him very well. After hearing this, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He lowered his head, adjusted his expression, and then raised his head and said, "Forget it. Don't make it too hard on yourself. Otherwise, everyone will be worried about you, and we won't be able to eat or sleep well."
He Shang waved his hand: "I know, I know."
He picked up the pen and continued to write the information. After finishing two or three strokes, he quickly hugged the book. He had kept the book in his arms ever since he got it, and he didn't want to move it away, like a hamster storing food or a big stone. He let the briefcase pack up the paper and pen by itself, and still held the book. He really wanted to open the book right away, but he was worried that the briefcase here would affect his interest.
"Why aren't you leaving yet? What's the matter?"
There was a bit of impatience on the river.
"I have one more thing to tell you, or rather, to inform you."
The briefcase said respectfully.
His attitude was very confusing. He frowned and became more and more impatient. He said angrily, "Why can't you just say it directly? Do you have to beat around the bush like this? You're wasting my time. I'm really annoying. I have other things to do. Do you think I'm so free to chat with you about this and that every day?"
Briefcase stood up and said, "Well, this is the last thing I'm here to see you about today.
Your sister died because she ate too much of some damascus candy that we made at home. She was admitted to the hospital but died because she could not be saved. "
He Shang choked, "It doesn't matter. I don't live at home. The candy is not for me to eat, and it was not for her to eat. Who asked her to be so greedy? She deserves it. It's better to die. No one will snatch food from me, and no one will make noise next to me to keep me awake. I don't need to worry about having no place to live in the house in the future, because someone has died.
It will become empty.”
He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This is a good thing!"
Briefcase nodded: "Then I have finished my work, I will come back later."
He walked to the door. Leyuan had already hidden in advance and was watching from the dark. Briefcase said to Heshang, "Oh, that package of Damascus candy was originally meant for you, but you never went home, so they wanted to send it to you. However, they didn't know where you lived, and they thought it would be too much of a disturbance if they came to see you rashly. You might get angry with them, so they didn't rush to come.
Your father got a little angry on the way, so he opened the package and ate one of the candies. After that, he wanted to eat more and asked us to think of a solution. We sent him package after package, and he ate them all. He put them in the drawer of the table under the TV in the living room.
Your sister may have eaten it accidentally while looking for snacks. Children are likely to eat whatever they like, especially this kind of thing. She thought it tasted good and ate more. In other words, soft candy will not kill you. Otherwise, she might have burst her stomach and died before she could get to the hospital. When your father was in the hospital, he lowered his head, sat in a chair, and was still regretting it. "
He Shang reluctantly gave up a little, hugged the book, lay on the bed, tilted his head and asked, "What are you regretting?"
Briefcase laughed and said, "I regret that I didn't finish the bag of candy earlier. This way, this wouldn't have happened. The candy wouldn't have been eaten by others, my daughter wouldn't have been hurt, and I could have been happier."
He Shang said, "That's not a problem at all. It's true. But it's a pity that he didn't think of this before. Things have already come to this point. It's useless for him to think about it. If you go back to see them, tell them for me that things have come to this point and there is no need to worry. People are dead and can't come back to life. There is no point in being sad. It's better to find a way to be happy."
Briefcase nodded. "The funeral will be held in a while. It's simple and doesn't cost a lot of money. You can attend or not. The address is in your yard. Some relatives and friends who are willing to pass on will be invited to attend. You can grieve or not. Oh, when your father was regretting in the chair in the hospital, he also said that next time he should put out the gummies and eat them himself to avoid such a thing."
He Shang was already fed up and waved his hand: "Okay, I get it, you can go now."
Briefcase nodded, opened the door, and walked out, all the way from the yard to the outside. Seeing that he was walking far away, Leyuan breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from his hiding place. He was caught off guard and heard the panting of the man and woman next door. He was a little speechless and turned around to leave. He shouted from the house: "Okay! Okay! Kill them all for me!"
It sounds like he shouted in his dream, but he was awake just now, how could he fall asleep now? It's unlikely. Maybe he was too happy reading?
Leyuan tried to get closer to check, but was startled by a pair of eyes that suddenly appeared on the window. He took a half step back and was discovered by the person inside. He opened the window, looked around and asked, "Hey, you're at my door so early in the morning, what are you doing?"
As he spoke, he smiled foolishly: "Oh, I see. You see I'm happy and want to have a share, right? I won't tell you where this thing comes from! I won't give it to you either. This is mine! Mine, I won't give it to you. You are all greedy people. You took other people's things and still feel justified. Trash, trash!"
He Shang suddenly became angry, breathing heavily, his eyes red, and angrily said: "You are sick! All of you are sick, damn it! Go to hell!"
He lowered his head and groped around in the house. Suddenly he touched a box and was about to climb out of the window with the box. Leyuan realized that the situation was not good and took a step back again. However, he didn't want to leave just like that. He stood there and watched Heshang climb out of the window with great effort and lie on the ground gasping for breath.
"Are you ill?"
He Shang raised his head and shouted to the park, "Why don't you help?"
Leyuan looked embarrassed: "It's not that I don't want to help. What should I help for? Let you beat me? That's not good, right? I don't like it."
He Shang burst into laughter: "You are so funny! You are sick! You are very sick! I like you! Hahaha!"
Leyuan thought he might have gone crazy, so she didn't bother with his yelling or his swearing and glaring. She took a step back and said, "I don't care what you think, but I'm leaving. I have things to do. You can enjoy yourself."
He Shang shouted, "Hey, help me get into the house! Into the house!"
Leyuan said, "No, no, I'm afraid you'll hit me. I'm leaving now. Next time, when you lose your mind, I'll help you."
He Shang shouted, "Okay, remember this, once you've said it, you can't go back on your word!"
Before he finished speaking, he angrily shouted, "Damn it! Are you kidding me? I have no brains left, how can I live? Do you want to kill me? You damned bastard! Don't let me catch you, or I will definitely beat you up! You don't even want to take this beating! You don't love me anymore! Ugh. Ahhhh."
He howled.
Leyuan could hear him talking while walking outside, and thought that he was indeed very ill.
But I didn't know where to go for a moment, so I stood in the garden, found a tree, hid under it, and after a while I was in a daze, I started thinking about how to leave.
Not knowing what to do, he had to wait. Day after day passed, and the briefcase came again and said to Kawakami, "When your mother slept at night, she didn't lie on her side, and vomit suddenly came out of her stomach, blocking her mouth and nose. No one found her, and there was no time to save her. When she was seen the next day, she was already dead."
He Shang responded and asked, "Where is my father?"
Briefcase laughed and said, "He's drunk. He should be sleeping at home at this time."
He Shang said, "Since you are going back, please help me take a look at him. Maybe he died someday, so we can collect his body so that I don't know."
The briefcase said, "Okay. Is there anything else I can help you with?"
He Shang thought for a moment and said, "We are going to have some fun tonight. Do you want to stay? It's fun. But it's not my way of playing. I won't share my book with you."
Briefcase smiled and said, "I don't want to play anymore. I have something else to do."
He Shang asked, "What's the matter?"
The briefcase said, "You don't know, things are going haywire outside. The clan leader is walking around the house, and a group of people are coming to the ancestral hall. This time it's even more chaotic than yours. There are eight people kneeling in front of the tablet in the ancestral hall. The entrance is blocked by them. A group of people are watching from outside. They are all villagers, pointing and talking. The village chief is almost so angry that he has a cerebral hemorrhage, and the clan leader is almost so angry that he has a myocardial infarction."
Kawakami asked, "What exactly is it?"
The briefcase said, "It's just something like that."
His eyes moved down to the arms of the river, and it was the book he brought last time. He smiled and said, "They are just like you, they love reading too much. There is no way. Everyone wants them to quit reading, but they don't listen and are unwilling to stop. Someone couldn't help it and reported them. The inspectors came and tried to cover up for them.
They didn't give a chance.
When something happened to the public and it was discovered, there was no way to cover it up. People around saw it, so they had to take them to the ancestral hall for processing. People in the village spread the news by word of mouth, one person told ten, ten told a hundred, a hundred told a million, and everyone knew about it. Now, no one could deny it, and no one could say it didn't happen. It was difficult to make people know nothing.
They want to fool the people, but the people are either unenlightened or unwilling, so they can only give them some attitude to deal with it.
What is the reality?
You know what the situation is.
A bunch of rubbish, that's what everyone says, and you think so, and that's the truth.
They said that it would be dealt with sooner or later, that it had been dealt with by the people who deal with such things, and that it had already been dealt with. But when everyone went to see it, they found that it was nothing more than that, and they became even more angry. They didn't care, didn't pay attention, didn't listen, didn't see, as if the matter had really been resolved, as if the people around them had no memory and should just follow their steps. The matter was not dealt with at all!"
Leyuan could tell that Briefcase was a little angry, but for a moment he didn't know what he was angry about.
Kawakami asked, "You seem angry?"
Briefcase smiled and said, "Everyone feels the same way. Anyone who knows about this is angry. Anyone who wants to talk about this is angry. Anyone who is normal is angry. Anyone who wants to talk about this but is covered up is angry. Do you know how big a joke can be to be a big, good, and ironic joke?"
He Shang asked: "What?"
Briefcase said: "You told a joke, and the people listening to the joke were really like that person, exactly like that person, and the joke you told became true. You became the victim of the joke, the center of the joke, and the funny part of the joke. This is too funny. I have told you more than once, but you forgot it again. Forget it, I can't expect you to remember anything."
He Shang smiled and said, "You shouldn't have asked me to remember those useless things."
Briefcase smiled and said, "You didn't remember it originally, did you? If you remembered, we had to make a fuss about the selection of the ancestral hall guards, and we selected eight people in total, but they all had similar scores, and the backdoor thing was discovered? If you remembered, we had to make a fuss about the selection of tobacco, and all the people selected were people with close connections to the village chief and the clan leader?"
He Shang didn't think much of it. "In this village, eight out of ten people are relatives, not to mention the many friends who are not related by blood. Isn't this normal? Besides, in ancient times, people said that one should not avoid relatives when promoting a virtuous person. What's the big deal?"
Briefcase shook his head: "You don't understand what I mean. The relationship is not shallow. Relatives are young blood relatives within three generations. Because those older people are all people in positions, even if they don't act tyrannically and show off their power, they still have jobs and salaries, and they will not be owed money or need to collect debts. From the first step, others can't compare. It's very good.
You can tell me to shut up at any time, but as long as I'm alive, I won't know these things and keep silent about them as they are getting fresher day by day. Even if I die, I won't tell anyone. There are many people in this world. Do you think everyone is as good-tempered as me and can go without fighting back when being bullied or scolded?
Even if they are friends, they are not ordinary friends. They are the younger generation of neighbors, relatives of other officials, and they recommend each other. You come to my factory, and I go to your company. Behind them are the same village and the same ancestral temple. But what is the reality? Things have never changed. There is nothing new under the sun.
Sometimes they try to hide things, probably because they know they are too dirty to be seen by others; sometimes they even refuse to hide themselves, thinking that others cannot do anything to them.
You are somewhere in between.
You are somewhat self-aware, but you are not much better. "
He Shang waved his hand and said, "I don't want to hear this. It's boring. I'm not listening to you for this. Didn't you just say that those people were punished to kneel in the ancestral hall? What happened afterwards? How was it handled?"
Briefcase said: "Just like you, work remains the same, salary is paid as usual, but the treatment is the lowest. Everyone knows what is going on, and some people are rushing to cover up for the village chief and clan leader."
He Shang was puzzled: "No one serious has said anything, how dare those small fish and shrimps who are trying to take advantage of the situation do this? Are they shameless? They are quite brave. What's even more strange is that if they are so brave, why didn't I know their names before?"
Briefcase laughed and said, "That's not the case. They just want to be other people's dogs, but other people may not even look at them. They don't know it in their hearts, but other people know it very well, but they just don't tell them, lest they bite them like crazy dogs. If they chase and bite, it will hurt themselves and the people around them, which is not a good thing."
Kawakami asked, "What did they do?"
The briefcase said, "Oh, they reported it. Anyone who said that this was not a good thing was reported by them. As a result, those people didn't eat, drink water, or sleep well for two days. The timid ones knelt down in the ancestral hall and talked nonsense. The young ones were scared and went crazy. The young and strong ones were better. They didn't kneel down even if they were not sick or crazy, but they didn't dare to say anything. Even the work in the fields was reduced.
If the harvest is bad today, it will definitely be their fault.
If you don’t believe it, just go out and take a look.”
He Shang sneered, "I told you long ago that they were doomed. Don't believe me? You deserve it. They are all garbage, a pile of garbage. Dog bites dog. They have a mouth full of fur. They deserve it."
He coughed for a while, then lay on the bed holding the book, squinting his eyes and said, "I don't need to go out and I don't need to read. You've told me, so why should I read? It's like that anyway, and it's not worth being happy about. There's no need to read it. Reading it will make me sad, so I won't read it.
I don’t know when that damned haunted ancestral hall will collapse. If the village chief and the clan leader died too, that would be even better. No, if only two people died, it would be unfair to those innocent souls who died at their hands, and to those who suffered and could not be relieved at their hands. Their entire family should die, no matter if they have ten or a hundred people! They all deserve to die.
They used coercion and bribery, pushed their money further, were self-righteous, abused public property for personal gain, abused public power for personal gain, and embezzled public funds. If we count their crimes, even a hundred days or a hundred years would not be enough! They should have died long ago. I just don’t know when it will be their turn to die.”
Heshang was a little impatient and waved his hand: "Go away, go away, don't come to me recently, I'm annoyed when I see you, there are so many things outside, every one of them is annoying, one moment they say it's true, the next moment they say it's false, there are so many dogs, why should I be polite to them. Don't let me know, I can't solve it, I'm all annoying.
Some people are funny too, they cannot solve their own problems, they have not encountered any problems and they don't bother to look for them, they just say that the world is peaceful and stable and nothing is wrong. Those who cover their ears and steal the bell have learned this from them, right?
I think they are used to acting like dogs. They even dream so much that their brains are not clear. That's why they talk nonsense. It would be fine if they just talk nonsense themselves, but they also want others to follow suit and talk nonsense. How disgusting.
Thousands of things happen in the world every day, and most of them are bad things. Those who don’t know about them don’t care, but those who know about them don’t allow others to care, hope for a solution, or hope for help. They just say that others have nothing to do and are worrying about unnecessary things. I think they have forgotten their roots and cannot distinguish right from wrong. They really think they are right. They have forgotten what happened in the past and what is happening now!
This world is over. "
He Shang sighed and closed his eyes.
The briefcase opened the door and left.
Leyuan wandered outside for a while, then went to eat. After finishing his meal, he muttered to himself, then stood up and followed the crowd out of the lobby. He walked to the back while they were not paying attention, then turned around and found a place to hide. They didn't care, so Leyuan went back to his room to sleep. He thought they didn't notice him, but suddenly someone knocked on the door, and then he realized that they knew and thought he was playing.
"I'm not playing hide and seek."
Leyuan blushed, not knowing how to explain.
The person on the other side smiled and said, "Well, you didn't. That's what I wanted to tell you. Are you going to eat dinner tonight? We're going to have steamed buns tonight."
Leyuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go eat."
The man nodded, turned and left.
After Leyuan had dinner, he went back to his room and prepared to go back to sleep. Suddenly, he saw a cluster of fire burning in the sky. He sat up immediately, thinking that he had seen it wrong. But then he thought that he was overly worried and wanted to continue resting. He closed his eyes and lay on the bed with his forehead against the bed and the wall, repeating to himself: nothing happened, nothing was seen, nothing was heard, nothing was there.
After a while, he couldn't suppress the torment in his heart and stood up to look outside. This time, the fire outside was not gone, but had reached the sky. The fire was so big that it frightened him to death. He didn't want to go back to the park anymore and thought to himself, I can't be a rubbish who turns a blind eye and a deaf ear and pretends to be deaf and dumb in my life.
This is fine, being a normal eye and ear is better than being someone else's dog.
Leyuan opened the door and went out. There were many people watching outside. Leyuan asked them, "What's wrong?"
One person answered, "Oh, there's a fire over there in the village."
Leyuan asked: "How could such a big fire suddenly start there?"
The man said, "This is normal. The weather has changed recently. It's suddenly very cold, and then very hot. I don't know what's going on. Maybe a disaster is coming. Everyone is having a hard time. Tempers are rising, and the temperature is rising. A strong wind is blowing. Even a small flame can start by accident. In this case, it is beyond help."
He shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a sigh, "What a pity, what a pity. I don't know how much gold, silver, and jewelry are there, how many people died here, and where will those people whose houses were burned today live in the future."
As he spoke, he gradually began to laugh: "With no place to live, ha, they will probably have to become homeless. When that happens, they will become beggars. No matter where they hide, as long as they still have some belongings from their original residence, they will be found by dogs and asked questions. That will be funny."
Paradise was a little curious and asked, "What will they ask?"
The man said, "You don't even know this? You must be from outside!"
He shook his head and exclaimed: "It's just those problems. Even though you don't have a job, you can say you are in flexible employment. Even though you have no food to eat and can only go through the trash cans and pick up other people's leftovers, you can say that no one will starve to death in this place.
Even though you are beaten and scolded, people roll their eyes at you, you are followed, you are robbed, you have no way to get anywhere, and you are accused of being a thief for no reason, and your life is not good at all, but you have to say that the world is peaceful.
Even though you don’t have a penny, you should still say, “I am happy, I am blessed, I am joyful.”
The man laughed again and clapped his hands: "You still want to say that I am too poor, so I rent out my house to others, and I am too tired, so I drive my private car out to pick up customers when I am free.
I would ask people to take my private taxi and assure them that I would not be a vicious criminal who kills people and dumps their bodies at night. I would watch the road carefully when driving at night to prevent the passengers from jumping out of the car and dying, and then I would be sentenced as a murderer. Even if I drove my own car and went out with my wife to pick up the children, I would keep an eye on her to prevent her from suddenly jumping out of the car and dying, and then I would become the criminal who killed her.
Even though you know that there was a young girl who had a job and a place to live, but was being followed and suspected that someone wanted to kill her, so she asked the police for help, and the police knew about it, but the girl still died the next day, you can't say that you have to smile and praise everyone you meet, and tell everyone that this world is a beautiful world and that nothing ugh about it does not exist.
You have to admit that every word and every sentence you say is a heartfelt praise for everything. If not, then it is a lie, a lie, a mistake, should be corrected, should be hidden, is a crime and should be arrested and then killed.
You are scared to death, but what you know makes you unable to shut up, and the people you saw make you stop talking. You live such a ghostly life, and you can't just die like this, because you know that ashes cannot be thrown into the water, it is illegal. Even if you die, you can't escape the crime of breaking the law, and your life is a piece of garbage.
No one will deny it.
How funny. Why aren't you laughing?
Aren't these jokes funny? Let me tell you another one.
You are poor because you don't work hard. You can't find a job because you have a low education, are not ambitious, and have high demands. You can't afford two replacement eyebrow pencils at 79 yuan each. It's your fault.
You spent 700,000 to buy a house, but the real estate developer refused to give you the title deed. You paid the money and took out a loan, but suddenly you found that the house became someone else's because the village chief thought that the house belonged to the real estate developer, not you. The real estate developer owed money and wanted to use the house as collateral. The second person bought the house, and the house became his, while you became nothing and were burdened with many years of debt.
How funny! You didn't buy a run-down building, and you don't have a property certificate, but you paid for the public stall, for the house, and for the bank. In the end, the house belongs to someone else, and the property certificate belongs to someone else. You clearly don't have a run-down building, but you still have no place to live. How can it not be funny?
Are you unable to laugh? I still have some jokes! I will tell you all.
Experts said that in a few years there will be no children and the schools will be short of students. Someone in the village said, that is not right. The fact that they cannot find students must be the school's problem. Look at the first and second universities. They can always enroll enough students. They enroll 7,000 to 8,000 people every time and no one refuses to go. We must look for the problem in ourselves. We must find ways to succeed, not excuses for failure. It must be that the schools are not working hard enough!
The experts said, that’s not right. The reason why we can’t find students is that there are too few new people.
The villagers said, "No, no, with fewer people, the competition should be less, and the school should be happy. How come it has become a problem? The school must not be aware of its own problems and has not changed despite repeated teachings! No wonder no one goes there. Don't go there. If you stay close to such a school, you will only harm yourself."
The expert said, but everyone has no students. Not this one.
The villagers said, "Oh, I understand! You mean, no one can find the students? If no one can find them, then everyone can find them! If you have an apple and I have an apple, then we both have apples, which means we both have no apples! So, it's still the school's problem."
The expert said, no, the school is different from what you said.
The villagers asked, how is it different? What is different? Oh, the school doesn't want to wear clothes? Everyone has to wear clothes. You don't wear clothes, so no wonder others don't go. You have no sense of shame, you have no manners, you have no manners! You still set rules and regulations and demand others? Forget it, how about demanding something from yourself? Others can't even look at you for fear of hurting their eyes.
Experts say that it is not that schools are unwilling to recruit students, but the minimum score has been lowered from 600 to 500.
The villagers said that they were not working hard enough. If they couldn't find a 500-point student, they could look for a 400-point student. If they couldn't find a 400-point student, they could look for a 300-point student. student would be fine. It's impossible that there weren't any 100-point students. If there weren't any, it must be because the school didn't find them!
The expert said that the person was not willing to go to school.
The villagers said, "Then you should reflect on yourself. Is it because the school is too inexperienced, too unreputable, too poorly paid, too small a place, or too few teachers? That's still the school's fault. We are very fair and just!"
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