"No, I don't want to accept you as my disciple." He said solemnly, remembering what Pao Zi had just planned to torture him, and was completely disappointed with him: "Everyone here is extremely rude and unreasonable. To be reasonable, as their leader, how can you be a good person?"
Paozi felt very helpless, why didn't this man like to hear any good words, and he was still a teacher? Whoever becomes his student is really unlucky, you are the unreasonable one.
“But isn’t knowledge meant to help those who have made mistakes know how to return from their lost ways?”
Paozi tried to convince him that he was a sincere student with the few literate sentences in his mind.
Sure enough, a glint flashed in the old gentleman's eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at the robe again: "What you said makes sense."
"Then you teach me."
Before he could be happy for a while, the old man raised another difficult question: "People's thoughts are affected by other people in the general environment. This is the so-called black man who is close to the black. I will pull you back to the right path. Wait for me After leaving, within two days, you will be led astray by those men again."
The robe frowned. This old gentleman tortured his simple brain too much. He thought hard, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: "Then, can I ask them to learn from you with me? If you agree, I will prepare immediately. I'm sure Whatever you say is what it is.”
"Huh?" The old gentleman hesitated, stroking his white beard, thinking for a moment, and affirmed the robe's idea: "Okay, you go and prepare a room, call everyone, come to class together, and accept the influence of my thoughts."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Paozi was so happy that he ran out happily, gathered everyone together, and solemnly announced: "All of you will go to class with me?"
"No, boss, you won't really listen to that old guy's nonsense, will you?"
The subordinates were miserable and tried to express their complaints to the robe, but their whole bodies were resisting. They were not listening to the great truths in the school. This was simply a kind of torture.
"Don't say that. The old gentleman thinks highly of us." He pointed with his index finger at the closed door behind him, winking all the time to signal these people not to talk nonsense, and then lowered his tone: "This time, Yaya and I Whether things will work out depends on him, if you offend him, your boss will end up alone."
Under the strong request and stern orders of the robe, all the subordinates could only go to the class room very "happily" and be grateful for the old gentleman's teachings.
The old man sitting in the robe sat on the side of the room. Less than a quarter of an hour after the old gentleman started speaking, he became confused. With half-open eyes, he could only see his mouth opening and closing, and he didn't know what to say. what.
Bang~
There was a loud noise, and the robe suddenly woke up. Looking for the sound, he looked over and saw the old man standing in front of one of his men, yelling: "Stand up."
What is this for?
The subordinate was very reluctant, and the robe kept signaling in the dark that he would not go against the old gentleman.
There was no other way, the boss said so, so he had no choice but to give in. Under the old gentleman's serious expression, the subordinate stood up in a panic: "Sir, I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing? Have you done anything wrong?" He had a smile on his face, but he exuded a dangerous aura that made people shudder.
What a smiling tiger. When this old man appears, he will definitely scare all the noisy little kids into silence.
"I shouldn't...sleep in class." The subordinate said timidly. Under the background, he looked as weak as a chicken: "It's even more inappropriate to miss the knowledge taught by the teacher."
"Since you know you are wrong, you must be punished." As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the ruler he carried with him from his sleeve and said without any doubt: "Stretch out your hand and slap five palms."
"ah?"
The subordinates couldn't believe it. If word got out that he was slapped on the palm by an old man, where would he put his face? But when he caught a glimpse of the robe from the corner of his eye, he could only swallow his dissatisfaction and obediently stretched out his hand.
Who told him to be loyal? For the sake of the boss's happiness, he could only endure it.
The sound of a ruler slapping hands suddenly sounded in the silent room. After five times, silence returned again.
"Are you awake?"
Under his gaze, the subordinate could only nod with a mask of pain, and the old gentleman finally let him go: "Then sit down and listen to the lecture."
With this incident of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, everyone did not dare to slack off and listened attentively to the content that they did not understand.
After an hour, the temporary school was disbanded. Everyone was relieved and returned to bed exhausted.
The robe was guarding the door, waiting for the old gentleman to fulfill his promise. When he saw him coming, he was about to speak. He waved his hand to stop him and talked to the men beside him: "This book is for you. You are a gifted child, and you will definitely learn something." .”
"Thank you, sir." He was very happy and took the book excitedly, as if he had found a treasure: "I will definitely not let you down, sir."
Paozi had never known that his subordinate loved knowledge so much, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
"I know what you want." He took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his sleeve and handed it to the robe: "Take it."
"Thank you, sir." Gongzi put the piece of paper in his palm. Thinking that this thing could make Yaya look at him with admiration, he felt excited. He put it away carefully and rushed to Yaya's residence.
"Junior Sister Yaya, are you asleep?" Pao Zi was very excited, but he was afraid of disturbing Junior Sister, so he knocked on the door very gently.
After receiving the response, Gongzi stuffed the answer into the room through the crack in the door: "You have a good rest, I will definitely help you win tomorrow."
"Thank you, senior brother." Yaya got up and got out of bed, picked up the piece of paper on the ground, opened it and looked at it carefully, and sweetly thanked the robe.
I didn't expect that he could really find the answer for himself.
On the second day, a quarter of an hour after the competition started, Pao Zi started to scold someone on the stage.
The two sides were arguing with each other, and no one was willing to give in. The curse words became more and more unpleasant, and they were simply unsightly. Just when they were about to fight, the people maintaining order rushed onto the stage and kept the distance between the two.
"Are you crazy? Is this a place where you can cause trouble?"
Pao Zi was scolded, but he didn't refute. Anyway, his goal had been achieved, which was to buy time for Yaya, who needed to participate in the competition, to recite the answers.
It was so late yesterday, so she definitely didn't have time to read the answer carefully, so she had to play the clown herself and try to get her to finish it on stage.
"This matter has been taken care of and the game continues."
Yaya frowned slightly after hearing this...
