Today, the wind has stopped and the rain has stopped, and the sun is shining brightly. I never expected that yesterday’s act of pretending to be sick would actually make my hard-hearted eleventh senior brother become kindhearted and do something for me. Therefore, I am in a good mood today.
It was very comfortable, and I felt a little cute looking at the toads squatting in the grass by the lake.
Early in the morning, when I arrived at Hermitage, Master lowered his head and asked me kindly: "Xiao Twelve, how is your article going?"
I shamelessly presented the article ghostwritten by the eleventh senior brother yesterday, and then stood aside with a dignified and elegant look on my face.
Hehe, I'm afraid that Master and all the senior brothers will look at me in a new light from now on.
"Well," the master held the tea cup, looked at it for a long time, and smiled at Senior Brother Eleven kindly and lovingly, "Little Eleven, your ability to imitate words has improved a lot. I was almost deceived by you just now as a teacher.
It’s over.”
Senior Brother Eleven and I were both stunned.
I thought, Senior Brother Eleven’s handwriting was so imitation that even I couldn’t distinguish it, but he could tell it at a glance. The master was indeed the master, and it was indeed unfathomable... Well, if I had known this, I should have done it yesterday
Be more diligent and copy this article again.
However, I saw that the smile Master gave to Senior Brother Eleven just now seemed to be very unusual. After thinking about it for a moment, Master has always hidden a knife in his smile and a sword in his mouth. I am afraid that something will happen to him this time.
So, I stood up quickly, lowered my eyebrows, and said sincerely: "Master, my disciple was not feeling well yesterday. He really couldn't lift the pen, so he asked Brother Eleven for help. Brother Eleven was pure and kind-hearted, and saw that my disciple was pitiful.
I just reluctantly helped my disciple. The whole fault of this matter lies with my disciple. You, old man, must never blame the eleventh senior brother."
I squinted my eyes and saw Brother Eleven tilting his head to look at me, his eyes dark.
Hum, one code equals another code, I, Ye Rong, have always been very clear about my grudges!
"Well." Master took a sip of tea, "Twelve, can you tell me where you went wrong?"
I was silent for a long time, and as I expected...
"My disciple made two mistakes," I collected my thoughts and said in a deep and respectful voice, "One is that I shouldn't have lost my mind in class and failed my master's teachings; the other is that I shouldn't have hired someone to write for me and made more mistakes after mistakes."
"Yes." Master put down the tea cup and looked at me with a smile, "You understand. In this case, I will punish you by cleaning the mountain roads for a month. Do you think so?"
Before I could answer, the tenth senior brother stood up in a hurry: "Master, my little junior sister is not in good health, please spare her a life..."
Master glanced at him coolly and added: "If you dare to help her privately, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
I glanced around and saw that the sixth to tenth senior brothers were all looking at me with sorrow on their faces.
"Master."
Oops, isn't this my enemy, Senior Brother Eleven? Why did he get up at the cusp of the storm? Did he want to add fuel to the fire? I stared at him with disdain.
In no mood--
"Master," the eleventh senior brother said to his master seriously, "this matter happened because of me. Don't bother others anymore."
"Well." Master looked at Senior Brother Eleven kindly, "You and Twelve were incompatible with each other a few days ago, but now you two actually support each other, which is quite beyond my expectation..."
"Since you said that, it would be unfair for me to not punish you, and it would also be a waste of the friendship between you two." The master tapped his index finger on the table, pondered for a while, and said, "In that case, you two will
Let's sweep the floor together!" Today, the wind stopped raining and the sun was shining brightly. I never expected that yesterday's act of pretending to be sick and showing weakness would actually make my hard-hearted eleventh senior brother show kindness and make a fuss on my behalf.
Therefore, I feel very comfortable today, and I feel a little cute looking at the toads squatting in the grass by the lake.
Early in the morning, when I arrived at Hermitage, Master lowered his head and asked me kindly: "Xiao Twelve, how is your article going?"
I shamelessly presented the article ghostwritten by the eleventh senior brother yesterday, and then stood aside with a dignified and elegant look on my face.
Hehe, I'm afraid that Master and all the senior brothers will look at me in a new light from now on.
"Well," the master held the tea cup, looked at it for a long time, and smiled at Senior Brother Eleven kindly and lovingly, "Little Eleven, your ability to imitate words has improved a lot. I was almost deceived by you just now as a teacher.
It’s over.”
Senior Brother Eleven and I were both stunned.
I thought, Senior Brother Eleven’s handwriting was so imitation that even I couldn’t distinguish it, but he could tell it at a glance. The master was indeed the master, and it was indeed unfathomable... Well, if I had known this, I should have done it yesterday
Be more diligent and copy this article again.
However, I saw that the smile Master gave to Senior Brother Eleven just now seemed to be very unusual. After thinking about it for a moment, Master has always hidden a knife in his smile and a sword in his mouth. I am afraid that something will happen to him this time.
So, I stood up quickly, lowered my eyebrows, and said sincerely: "Master, my disciple was not feeling well yesterday. He really couldn't lift the pen, so he asked Brother Eleven for help. Brother Eleven was pure and kind-hearted, and saw that my disciple was pitiful.
I just reluctantly helped my disciple. The whole fault of this matter lies with my disciple. You, old man, must never blame the eleventh senior brother."
I squinted my eyes and saw Brother Eleven tilting his head to look at me, his eyes dark.
Hum, one code equals another code, I, Ye Rong, have always been very clear about my grudges!
"Well." Master took a sip of tea, "Twelve, can you tell me where you went wrong?"
I was silent for a long time, and as I expected...
"My disciple made two mistakes," I collected my thoughts and said in a deep and respectful voice, "One is that I shouldn't have lost my mind in class and failed my master's teachings; the other is that I shouldn't have hired someone to write for me and made more mistakes after mistakes."
"Yes." Master put down the tea cup and looked at me with a smile, "You understand. In this case, I will punish you by cleaning the mountain roads for a month. Do you think so?"
Before I could answer, the tenth senior brother stood up in a hurry: "Master, my little junior sister is not in good health, please spare her a life..."
Master glanced at him coolly and added: "If you dare to help her privately, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
I glanced around and saw that the sixth to tenth senior brothers were all looking at me with sorrow on their faces.
"Master."
Oops, isn't this my enemy, Senior Brother Eleven? Why did he get up at the cusp of the storm? Did he want to add fuel to the fire? I stared at him with disdain.
In no mood--
"Master," the eleventh senior brother said to his master seriously, "this matter happened because of me. Don't bother others anymore."
"Well." Master looked at Senior Brother Eleven kindly, "You and Twelve were incompatible with each other a few days ago, but now you two actually support each other, which is quite beyond my expectation..."
"Since you said that, it would be unfair for me to not punish you, and it would also be a waste of the friendship between you two." The master tapped his index finger on the table, pondered for a while, and said, "In that case, you two will
