Swish!

In an instant, a kneeling fell down ahead.

Zhao Yunrang protects his shortcomings the most. Once he takes action, the government cannot stop him.

Don’t do this exercise in the future. Everyone can just go to class. If you can open it and ask for leave, it will be even more comfortable.

Someone saw Chen An standing there with a calm expression and whispered: "The Prince's Mansion sent someone to study in the academy, on the one hand, it was to take the lead in seeing everyone, and on the other hand, it was also a plan for the future... The Prince was worried that after he went there, the children and grandchildren would be gone, so he sent the most outstanding grandchildren in... But today he was knocked over, and he didn't know whether he was alive or not... If he didn't get angry, he would eat shit!"

"Yes! Listening to the fall, it's probably serious."

“…”

Everyone was looking at Zhao Yunrang, and Chen An was also wondering in his heart, thinking that this stick didn't seem to be cruel.

Zhao Yunrang felt his legs weak. He glanced at Chen An and asked in a low voice: "How?"

Chen Anyun said calmly: "I can't die."

That's good.

But another kind of worry arises...

If you can't die, what if you can't live well?

Zhao Yunrang walked over and suddenly cursed: "Little beast, I don't listen to the teachings. I will beat you to death!"

The grandsons all stood up and turned around. One of them went over to help the fainting brother up and said sadly: "Second, Weng Weng is here. Wake up, wake up!"

The other person hurried over and squatted down, and cried sadly: "Second, open your eyes and let Weng look at you for the last time..."

This is not right,

What does it mean to open your eyes and ask Zhao Yunrang to look at him again?

Is this a sleeping mess?

Another problem with the person who speaks is that he cannot be woken up when sleeping, otherwise his head will be confused.

He cried quietly, but Zhao Yunrang was already angry.

"Weng Weng!"

The guy looked up and said with tears in his eyes: "Look at the second child."

Chen An felt that this guy was trying to die.

Even the language organization has problems, where have you read this book?

"Little beast!"

Zhao Yun slapped the grandson with a slap and cursed: "I haven't even read the book well, and I dare to cry here and kneel home for an hour."

Damn it!

Kneel for an hour?

Chen An felt that if he knelt for an hour, he would probably have been deposed, but when he looked at Lao Zhao's grandson, he looked shocked and then he disagreed.

If you don’t think so, don’t think so. You even use this expression to provoke Chen An.

Lao Zhao has a bad temper and often punished his children and grandchildren in the past. It seems that they have practiced it, and it is not a problem to kneel for an hour.

Chen An whispered: "Prince King..."

Lao Zhao was looking at the grandson lying down. Hearing the sound, he saw the grandson who had been punished to kneel for an hour and disagreed. The anger in his heart suddenly burst out.

"Go home and kneel for half a day!"

"Weng Weng..."

The grandson said with a desperate look on his face: "The legs will break!"

Zhao Yunrang moved his hands, probably because he wanted to do it, but in the end he held it back, "Then go to the farm outside the city to farm for a year..."

"Weng Weng, grandson is wrong... Kneel now, kneel now!"

Kneel for a long time and farm for a year. There is no need to calculate this, and normal people will make a choice immediately.

Chen An coughed dryly, "Prince, forget it, it's not hard to farm for a year, but it's not easy to delay homework..."

The grandson looked at Chen An gratefully, Zhao Yunrang nodded and asked, "How do you punish students normally?"

Chen An glanced at the grandson and said, "The academy is very reasonable, and basically does not punish corporal punishment. The most common thing is to copy... according to the mistakes, for example..."

He glanced at the grandson again, and the gloating in his heart was almost overflowing. "If you talk in class, then copy it, don't talk many times in class. This is..."

A professor probably fell asleep and said casually: "He is not studying hard, not following the rules, and making excuses."

Damn it!

Even Chen An looked at him.

So many words, and the strokes are numerous and complicated...

This is a fatal death!

The grandson was stunned and looked at Zhao Yunrang and thought to himself that you can’t be confused!

But Zhao Yunrang habitually felt that copying was not a matter of work, so he casually said: "So, copy according to this......"

One hundred times, is it enough?

"Two thousand times, I'll copy it tomorrow."

"Weng Weng, so many words..."

The grandson was completely collapsed, and Chen An said, "How about..."

He spoke twice, and the grandson was unlucky twice, and once was more cruel, so the grandson immediately shouted: "Grandson turns around and go copy."

In the past, the professors of the academy often used calmness to inspire them. When talking about character, they praised them, such as their superb knowledge and profound morality.

But just now, Chen An dug two holes for him and buried him in one go. What kind of morality is this?

He really didn't dare to gamble on An's integrity anymore...

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