Mr. Wang, who had been sitting there with his hands in his sleeves for a few days, saw Chen Yaowu, who was also missing an ear, coming in with his desk. He was confused at first, then lowered his head. After a while, he raised his head and his face was red. , seeing Chen Yaowu sitting shyly in the corner, he got up and moved Chen Yaowu's desk to the center of the room, picked up a book and explained it loudly.
Chen Yaowu's actions stunned Lin Baijia and Chen Yaowen. They watched Leo Lin walk to the window vacated by Chen Yaowu. Leo Lin looked at the open door of Mr. Wang's house opposite. The sunlight shining in allowed him to see their figures on the ground. The two of them shouted to each other. Chen Yaowu, who had not spoken for a long time, was now as loud as a rooster in the morning.
At that time, Charlie Chen was out. When Li Meilian found out, she hurriedly walked to Mr. Wang's door and softly called Chen Yaowu's name to call him back. Chen Yaowu just turned his head to look at her, and then stopped turning, as if he never heard her call again. Voice. Then Li Meilian saw Lin Baijia and Chen Yaowen walking over with desks and entered Mr. Wang's private school. When she turned around, she saw Leo Lin standing at the door of the yard with a smile. Leo Lin told her that he was not a teacher, but a carpenter.
Mr. Wang was very proud. Although seven of them left, only three came. His voice when teaching was like a shout, as if his students were sitting across the mountain. Neighbors walked to the door and looked inside curiously. Mr. Wang lost no time in nodding to his neighbors. Next, Mr. Wang made a strange discovery. He had been standing in the same place, and after a while he was still in the same place. He looked at the door suspiciously, and carefully asked the three children, had he walked to the door just now? They said he didn't come to the door, they said he was standing here the whole time. Mr. Wang's face turned red, knowing that he had unknowingly corrected the skew problem. He opened his mouth, but there was no sound; he stretched out his hand, not knowing what to do. After a moment of being at a loss, he picked up "The Analects of Confucius" and recited two pages and four lines in a cadence.
Mr. Wang didn't get out of school that day. When Mr. Zhang walked past his door, Mr. Wang's hoarse voice stopped him. Mr. Wang glanced at Mr. Zhang several times while talking, and each glance made Mr. Zhang feel that It’s turning a blind eye. After Mr. Zhang left, Mr. Wang lowered the book in his hand and said exhaustedly:
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