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Chapter 1052 Radical cure!

At the door of the school, the young bald man looked at the man and said calmly: "You will take this class with them. If you can pass the in-class exam for this class, you can leave. If you can't pass, you will just have to leave today."

You can eat steamed buns and drink water, but if you fail today, you will have to pass two in-class exams in the next two days..."

The man was startled when he heard this. Like most of the people here, he had never read a book and didn't know a single Chinese character. He dozed off when he heard the old man shaking his head while talking. He didn't even know how to hold a brush.

What is an exam?

Didn't he just pee, right?

He pursed his lips, looked at the bald head, and asked, "What if you still can't pass tomorrow?"

"If you still can't pass..." The bald man patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Actually, steamed buns and white water are the most nourishing..."

Although Commander Wang is usually nice to people, when he gets serious, many people are still afraid of him.

Not long after, the man walked into the school dejectedly and sat in the back row.

The young bald man stepped forward and said a few words to the old gentleman who was teaching. The old man nodded, glanced at the back row, and no longer cared about this man.

This man was sitting in the back row, and his face turned slightly red when he saw the eyes of the children around him.

He simply lay down on the table and slept. He really didn't believe it. Why was Boss Wang so crazy? He made him sit in the school to study like these little kids. Did he want him to take the top prize? He, Wang Dazhuang, had never been good at studying in his life.



Listening to the old man's voice, I felt sleepy.

He didn't know how long it took before he was pushed awake by a fat man sitting next to him.

The little fat man handed him a piece of paper and a pen, and said, "Sir, I asked you to write down the five words you just taught me."

The man looked at him with a dull expression.

Before writing from memory, he needed to know what words the old man taught him, how to write those words, and - how to hold the pen?

He looked at the little fat man with a smile on his face and said, "How about you write one for me? I'll go out and buy you some candied haws."

"My family sells candied haws." The little fat man looked at him, shook his head and said, "Besides, my husband said you can't write for me, otherwise I will also be punished."

The man looked at him helplessly: "Then you can copy it for me, right?"

"No!" the little fat man replied simply.

He turned his back and started writing by himself.

The man grabbed the pen and looked at the white paper on the table. His face was dull and he didn't know how to write.

After a while, the pen and paper disappeared in front of him, and there was a glass of water, a steamed bun, and a bald head.

The bald man looked at him and said: "Tomorrow I will take the poetry memorization test, the day after tomorrow I will write poetry silently, and the day after tomorrow I may have to learn arithmetic. The commander-in-chief said that I have to make up the five words I didn't write today. Take care...

…”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The man sat there blankly, reciting poems, writing silently, doing math...

This is killing him!

The big man trembled and ran out in a hurry. He didn't see the bald man, but saw the little fat man who had just prevented him from copying.

小胖子正舔着一根糖葫芦,那汉子从他手中夺过糖葫芦,咬了一口,威胁道:“小子,明天帮我也写一份,不然我揍你!”

After being robbed of the candied haws, the little fat man didn't cry or make a fuss. He just turned around, looked at an eight-foot-tall, muscular man behind him, and said, "Dad, he robbed me of the candied haws and even beat me."

Suddenly a shadow appeared in front of the man. He looked up at the man who was much stronger than him, and trembled: "Brother, it's a misunderstanding..."

"You missed your mother's head!"



It was indeed much cooler in the mountains than outside, but there were a little more mosquitoes. Li Yi and Zui Mo were not as good as Ruyi and Ruyi. Mosquitoes would move around when they saw them, so he could only make a few homemade mosquito traps. The effect is also very significant.

Miss Liu Er stayed for a few days and then went out. She took Liu Meng's manpower with her and seemed to want to sweep the entire chaotic place.

The Land of Chaos is actually very large. They just opened up a trade road from Qi State to Jing State, cleared all the hidden dangers around this trade road, and just started to march to the periphery.

Miss Liu Er has set her sights on the entire Land of Chaos. She not only wants to be the king of the new world, but also wants to take over all the mountains in the Land of Chaos and become the king of the entire Land of Chaos.

What Li Yi needs to do is to stabilize the rear, provide her with strategic support, resource support, and quietly be the man behind the king.

On a hidden hilltop somewhere, Li Yi looked at the rows of towering buildings in front of him and felt again that Wang Wei was quite reliable in his work.

He has a whole library in his mind, which can do too many things, and can make many things that can be called black technology in this world...

But he is only one person, and he is lazy.

If he really wants to accomplish these things, he needs to live for five hundred years first, and then borrow another five hundred years from God. Maybe a few hundred years is not enough, even if there are hundreds or thousands of years in his life, he has to get everything in his mind. Moving out is also impossible.

Let's leave things like the technology tree to Li Xuan slowly. He hasn't even finished Ruyi, and he has no interest in it...

But it’s not like we just wasted the hard-earned golden finger. After all, in addition to copying books, copying poems, and peeking into other people’s diaries..., this thing still has other uses.

Li Yi asked Wang Wei to open up an industrial zone in the rear area far away from the village.

Conducting research similar to iron-making, coking, forging, etc. It is said to be research, but in fact he just said that they are doing it... These will be of great use in the future, although they are not yet available for the time being, but Be prepared...

For the time being, we will use this as a breakthrough point, and we will slowly develop the rest later.



School.

In the corner of the back row, a man looked at the little fat man next to him, swallowed, and watched helplessly as the little fat man gnawed on the chicken drumstick in his hand, and said: "Brother, when you come tomorrow, can you secretly bring it for me?" Order some pickles?”

He had been eating steamed buns for seven days and drinking plain water for seven days. He had lost weight all over, and the reason for all this was just because he peed outside the hut...

He was also confused now. The latrine was clean and tidy, but after using the water, there was no smell at all. Why did he have to urinate outside...

This is so mean!

The little fat man finally nodded. He immediately picked up the pen, pointed at a certain word on the paper, and asked: "Brother, I forgot how to pronounce this word, please teach me again..."

He felt extremely miserable. The school was really terrible. Even if he moved stones outside, it would be better than sitting here studying...

The confinement room not far from the school has also been transformed into a new school.

In the past month, people who defecate, spit, and do not care about hygiene have all been caught here. Here, they don’t have to move rocks, pave bridges, or build roads. They don’t have to do any work. They work all day long.

Swim in the ocean of knowledge and experience the joy of reading...

"Haha, I passed, I passed! I can go out!" Suddenly a person rushed out and stood on the street, looking crazy.

After laughing, he looked down at his hands with a painful expression. These were hands used to cut people. In the past few days, they had been used to write. He kept writing all night long. If he couldn't finish writing, he could only eat.

Steamed buns and plain water, not even a pickle...

Suddenly a few hands stretched out from the window, and someone loudly advised: "Brother, brother, come back, stay for another two days, and teach us!"

The man stood on the street and laughed wildly: "Even if I die outside, starve to death, suffocate to death, jump from the mountain and fall to death, I will never go back!"



In a room somewhere in the village, Commander Wang touched his bald head and was surprised to find that there had been no open defecation, spitting, or littering in the entire village for a long time...

In just half a month, the problem that had caused him headaches for several years was completely cured...


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