“Come here.” Zhao Zhao said with a calm face.
Wesley Ling moved over step by step, feeling unsure in his heart.
What’s wrong with this? How serious? Did he write something wrong? Or is it wrong that he wrote the enlightenment textbook? But the teacher didn’t say no before?
“Teacher?” Wesley Ling was very nervous.
Zhao Zhao stretched out his hand and slapped Wesley Ling’s forehead with a “pop”, and laughed heartily: “Hahaha, good! Wonderful! Accepting you as an apprentice, even as a teacher, I have a chance to stay in history! Let’s go! Go straight into the palace!”
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