"You're a devil. I shouldn't have let you help Miss."
Yun Zhe didn't reply. He smiled, looking a little tired. "So, we still need to start with the basics, learn to read and write, even basic arithmetic, so that we can better learn other things, like magic, right, children?"
A few scattered "yes" answers rang out, but most of the children still looked confused. They were just quieter now, and everyone felt that learning to write wasn't such a tedious and boring thing anymore.
"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to send off Teacher Xixi. If you do well in writing and math, Teacher Xixi will come to see you again and maybe even teach you a trick or two." Yun Zhe released Xixi, smiled mysteriously, and led the applause.
Sure enough, the children gradually began to clap, and eventually it turned into a fairly uniform clapping.
Yun Zhe whispered "thank you" to Xi Xi.
Xi Xi blushed, glared at Yun Zhe, then smiled slightly at the children before quickly running out of the fence.
She was somewhat pleased; the children's applause gave her a different kind of happiness. At the same time, she was also a little angry, having inadvertently helped that cunning Aruru man again.
Watching Xixi leave, Yun Zhe picked up a white stone slab and said, "Then let's begin."
Finally, with Xi Xi's unexpected help, the most difficult group of refugees to reform finally got back on track.
Oh, right, many people will remember that crowded fence and those days of studying day and night. Although they may not all be magicians, that suddenly cold and gloomy morning, that thin teacher named Xixi, and that Aruru who brought them possibility and hope will always remain in their hearts.
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