Afternoon self-study, Jiang Nian got up and prepared to leave.
"Tutoring again?"
Li Hua asked, holding a vocabulary book in hand, covering the big hole on the desk, nodding and reciting shakily.
"Yeah, I'm off."
Jiang Nian got up and couldn't help but say, "Hua, why do you shake your brains while memorizing words?"
"Chi Shi!"
Li Hua blushed, "What do you know, this is the wisdom of traditional studies, the literary sage helps me cultivate."
Jiang Nian heard this and couldn't help but laugh.
"I know you're always grinding an iron pestle into a needle, but does Confucius know?"
As the words fell, the surroundings instantly burst into laughter.
"Chi Shi Chi Shi!!" Li Hua blushed and urged, "Get lost, hurry to yours."
Jiang Nian chuckled, grabbed his stuff, and slipped away.
Zhu Yin rested for a few days and recovered mostly, came to work today, and resumed personal tutoring.
Administrative building, Jiang Nian greeted.
"Hello, teacher."
