canary dressed as a disabled villain
Chapter 7 Bias
"Mr. He, does it hurt?" A shocking little bluish-purple mark disappeared from the cuff, Zhuang Jianning frowned, her voice was full of worry.
His eyes unconsciously moved to He Zhuo's neckline, but unfortunately the shirt was tightly buttoned, and he couldn't see anything except his Adam's apple that was sliding up and down.
This scar is too strange, the book only mentioned that the original owner gave He Zhuo joy, but did not mention He Zhuo's illness.
The paper man is fine, but now that the real man is in front of him, Zhuang Jianning cannot remain indifferent.
He Zhuo suddenly threw him away, rubbed the wrist held by Zhuang Jianning with his other hand as usual, and said calmly: "Birthmark, why are you excited?"
The traces are covered by the sleeves.Zhuang Jianning looked straight at him, as if trying to see his pretentiousness from his deep eyes filled with dark fire, but the other party's morality was much higher than his.
After a while, he let out a breath and changed the subject: "Mr. He, are you interested in this design manuscript?"
He Zhuo looked at it for another two seconds as if he was staring at the prey he was determined to win, and then casually looked down at the painting on the coffee table.
A vivid fiery red phoenix jumps out of the paper, its head inlaid with diamonds and rubies proudly stands high, and its tail feathers are decorated with rubies and malachite, which is noble and gorgeous.
But the wings and body of the phoenix were entwined with thorns of fire, and the flames burned the body, and the thorns pierced the bones.The texture of the feathers and the veins of the thorns are clear and realistic.
This is a hand-painted brooch design inspired by the Nirvana of the Phoenix.
Phoenix nirvana, life to death.
"Did you draw it?" He Zhuo glanced at the painting tools on the tea table and the colored pencils held by Zhuang Jianning's fingers, and his ending sound rose slightly.
This is the first time in the past few days that Zhuang Jianning heard an emotional voice from He Zhuo's mouth, although this emotion disappeared in a flash.
"If you like it," Zhuang Jianning thought about it, estimated the current deposit in his heart, and said, "Then I'll give you a gift in a few days, but it's not this manuscript."
"No." He Zhuo refused coldly, and drove the wheelchair to the balcony.
"Wait." Zhuang Jianning took two quick steps to keep up, leaning slightly with his hands on the back of the wheelchair. From this angle, he could clearly see He Zhuo's slightly sweaty shirt and his muscular abs outlined by the close-fitting shirt. No wonder When I fell into his arms in the morning, I felt hard.
After a while, he thought about it, "Thank you Mr. He for helping me today, actually..." There is no need to make such a fuss.
He swallowed the last sentence cautiously.
"Help you for what?" He Zhuo picked up the cleaned clothes, turned around and went upstairs.
He Zhuo's phone vibrated, but Zhuang Jianning didn't speak.
Seeing that it was Xiao Zhang's call, He Zhuo answered it: "Speak."
Xiao Zhang said cautiously: "Mr. He, the patent transfer fee paid by the poh company in country y for your patent of fluorine-free polyurethane foaming agent far exceeds that of other domestic companies. Look..."
"Forgot the rules?" He moved the phone away from his ear, and He Zhuo stopped talking nonsense.
Xiao Zhang seems to have guessed He Zhuo's action, gritted his teeth and said quickly: "Wait, Mr. He, they said that as long as you agree to transfer this patent, their parent company will send the most advanced medical research team to join our related project research for free. plan."
He is He Zhuo's assistant who has been trained for many years, knowing that He Zhuo's several patents have never been transferred or licensed to foreign companies, but this time Mrs. He is involved, so he can't help but talk too much.
The fingers holding the phone gradually tightened until they turned white. He Zhuo's voice was as cold as a millennium cold pool: "How do they know?"
With several monopoly patents, He Zhuo has established a huge Qiubai consortium with many subsidiaries, involving all aspects of social and economic life.
He has a management team that has been trained for many years, and he usually lives in seclusion. Outsiders only know Qiu Bai, not He Zhuo, let alone Mrs. He who has been lying in the hospital bed for many years.
Xiao Zhang was so nervous that his Adam's apple kept rolling, and stammered: "He, Mr. He, they should have guessed based on the strategic direction of our consortium. I tried it out, and they only know that we tend to research medical projects, and they don't know what it is specifically. clear."
He Zhuo raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and refused straight away: "Our medical technology is ahead of them in terms of pvs. Do you think it was ten years ago? What I, He Zhuo can't do, they are even more impossible."
Zhuang Jianning stared blankly at He Zhuo, the light in the elevator was pale, but it couldn't conceal the expression on He Zhuo's face at this time, confident and reckless, looking down on the world, but at the same time, there was sobriety and despair.
The man-made car accident of He Zhuo was mentioned in the novel. He Zhuo's legs were disabled, and his mother became a vegetable and never woke up again.
For so many years, He Zhuo should have never given up on treating Mrs. He.
After hanging up the phone, He Zhuo raised his head, frowned and looked at Zhuang Jianning who was holding a stack of test papers: "Go down."
"Aren't we married? Don't newly married couples live together? We are both busy during the day, and we are separated at night, which is not suitable for cultivating relationships." The elevator opened, and Zhuang Jianning consciously followed behind He Zhuo, lowering his head The voice is soft and waxy.
He Zhuo opened the bedroom door, stopped at the door, turned to look at Zhuang Jianning: "How do you want to cultivate your relationship?"
Zhuang Jianning pushed the test paper in front of He Zhuo: "How many math problems do you not know, can you explain it to me?"
"Why?"
Zhuang Jianning tentatively pulled the cloth on La He Zhuo's shoulders: "I can warm your bed for you!"
He Zhuo snorted softly: "It's cold all over, go warm yourself."
With the sound of "bang", He Zhuo entered the room, and a solid wooden door was in front of Zhuang Jianning.
Not reconciled, he stepped forward and knocked on the door: "You haven't touched me before, how do you know that I'm cold all over, and you make random conclusions without practice. How can such a casual attitude do a good job in scientific research projects?"
The sound of water soon came from inside, and He Zhuo couldn't hear it any more. He knocked on the door so fiercely that he didn't dare to rush in, so he had to go downstairs embarrassingly.
Drawing the manuscript was delayed for a while, and I stayed with He Zhuo for a while, Zhuang Jianning raced against the clock while drinking soup in the kitchen, and didn't go to sleep until after three o'clock.
The next morning, Zhuang Jianning didn't wake up in a daze until Aunt Song entered the door.
He slept on the sofa on the side of the balcony. He forgot to draw the curtains last night. The sun was a little harsh on his face. He stretched out his hand to block it, and there were fine dust floating in the light between his fingers.
Zhuang Jianning sighed, the days of rebirth were really difficult, and she didn't even get enough sleep.
Just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep for another 5 minutes, the countdown to the college entrance examination flashed in his mind, and he turned over like a carp.
"Oh, little Jane, you scared my aunt to death. Can you stand up like this? It's nice to be young." Aunt Song laughed.
"I practiced yoga before. Aunt Song, the soup you left last night was so delicious." He looked around, "Why didn't Mr. He come down?"
Aunt Song thought for a while and said, "Mr. He usually lives a very regular life. About every ten days, he will not go downstairs until noon."
Picking up his clothes and going to the guest bathroom, Zhuang Jianning remembered He Zhuo's abnormality yesterday, and asked Aunt Song: "Then Mr. He..."
Aunt Song nodded and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast without saying anything.
Today the school officially issued a notice of dismissal. Teacher Cheng, the head teacher of Class 16 in the third year of senior high school, took the lead in accepting high gifts from students and parents. above decision.
It's been a long time since I've been ill, and it's over.
Much like He Zhuo's style.
Imperial Capital International was originally a private high school, and the students were either rich or expensive, and they were squeezed by Teacher Cheng for three years. Most of them applauded when they saw Teacher Cheng end up like this before the release of the college entrance examination.
The school looked for a high-sounding job, the connection work was neat and straightforward, the teachers hired with high salaries were quickly in place, and the parents' emotional comfort work was also smooth.
Everything is precisely controlled.
Early self-study, Zhuang Jianning was studying English, a boy came over and knocked on his desk: "Mr. Xu called you to go to the office."
When passing by the principal's office, I heard a begging voice coming from inside: "Principal, please, please help me and plead with the directors! You also know the situation in my family. My mother has been hospitalized all year round, and I have to pay the mortgage every month. The child goes to school. The cost is also high, I made inquiries yesterday, and now no school dares to hire me, the rest of my life and this family will be ruined!"
The principal lowered his voice and didn't know what to say. The door was suddenly pushed open, and a haggard middle-aged man with dull eyes walked out.
The head teacher who was full of joy and laughter the day before yesterday has been bent over by power and life today, without any dignity, like a bereaved dog.
A male classmate passed by holding a stack of test papers, and said tauntingly: "Ah! Is this Mr. Cheng! Why are you so wrinkled? My dad stuffed your 8 yuan shopping card last month, and you didn't buy a few boxes Imported silk mask?"
The salary of a month of hard work is only [-] to [-], and now the job is gone!Because of their reincarnation, these boys and buddies want money, money, and power!Teacher Cheng's hatred is overwhelming, and the worst is to die together!
Just as Zhuang Jianning was about to stride away, he accidentally glanced at Teacher Cheng, seeing his ferocious face, his heart skipped a beat.
With a flash of silver light, his movements were faster than his brain's reaction. Zhuang Jianning quickly pushed away the frightened male student, and then kicked the sharp fruit knife from Teacher Cheng's hand.
"Ah!" A delayed scream exploded in Zhuang Jianning's ears.
The principal and vice-principals in the office surrounded him when they heard the sound. The principal didn't want to make things worse, so he simply asked Zhuang Jianning a few words, promised to punish Teacher Cheng severely, and asked him to leave first with the frightened male classmates.
"Young man is very skilled, otherwise I'll go in and out today." The boy's name is Zhang Hao, who is in the same class as Zhuang Jianning, holding the test paper with one hand, and holding Zhuang Jianning's arm with the other. From today onwards, you are my own brother, you can go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of flames, and you can just tell your brother."
Zhuang Jianning was so troubled by him that he couldn't laugh or cry, just now he was so scared that he wanted to pee his pants, but now he's getting poor, if it wasn't for his mouth just now, Mr. Cheng wouldn't have been so irritating, he would have smashed pots, smashed knives.
"Aren't you going to hand out the test papers?" Zhuang Jianning pointed to the front, "Ms. Xu has something to do with me."
"Why are you in a hurry to distribute the test papers? The college entrance examination is only two months away." Zhang Hao stuck to Zhuang Jianning in shock, "I have to wait for you."
Zhuang Jianning was helpless: "Then can you wait for the college entrance examination to send it out?"
"That's fine, I'll use it again next year."
Zhuang Jianning knocked on the office door and tore open his arm.
Zhang Hao whispered in his ear: "Except Teacher Cheng, you don't know anyone else, so I'll accompany you in. Although you are not afraid of knives, you may not be afraid of strangers. There is a teacher who looks scary. "
After a reply from inside, Zhuang Jianning pushed open the door, and Zhang Hao squeezed in.
Teacher Xu saw that it was Zhuang Jianning, and waved to him: "Come in, I've approved all the test papers, your physics foundation is good, take time to help you consolidate a few weak and difficult points, and do more questions by yourself. The English score teacher also read it, and it is no problem to pass the key line if you try hard, the teacher believes in you."
Zhuang Jianning nodded obediently, but unconsciously clenched the hands hanging under the edge of the table. No matter what the purpose of He Zhuo was, it was him who caused such a big fight, and Teacher Xu spent so much effort on him.
With his last stand, he can only win.
Teacher Xu knew that Zhuang Jianning had a paranoid and withdrawn personality before, and always liked to play with the three students in the class who were full of bad things. One of them, Gao Yi, attempted to rape a girl, and was finally settled by the family with money, without taking any responsibility.
For the students in Imperial Capital International, the family power behind each of them is very strong. She didn't know whether Zhuang Jianning's change was related to the three of them dropping out of school and dismissing the teacher, and she had no time to take care of it.
All in all, things are going in a good direction.
As the head teacher, she dragged Zhuang Jianning to explain the situation in front of several other new teachers.
The new teacher and the new environment have no prejudice against Zhuang Jianning. Coupled with the young boy's red lips and white teeth, his figure is tall and straight like a green bamboo, and his thin body contains vigorous vitality that does not admit defeat.
Put aside prejudice and look at this person, who can not feel like it.
But prejudice runs deep, and few are exempt from it.
The substitute teachers all responded one after another and agreed to help Zhuang Jianning with a sudden tutoring for his weak points.
His eyes unconsciously moved to He Zhuo's neckline, but unfortunately the shirt was tightly buttoned, and he couldn't see anything except his Adam's apple that was sliding up and down.
This scar is too strange, the book only mentioned that the original owner gave He Zhuo joy, but did not mention He Zhuo's illness.
The paper man is fine, but now that the real man is in front of him, Zhuang Jianning cannot remain indifferent.
He Zhuo suddenly threw him away, rubbed the wrist held by Zhuang Jianning with his other hand as usual, and said calmly: "Birthmark, why are you excited?"
The traces are covered by the sleeves.Zhuang Jianning looked straight at him, as if trying to see his pretentiousness from his deep eyes filled with dark fire, but the other party's morality was much higher than his.
After a while, he let out a breath and changed the subject: "Mr. He, are you interested in this design manuscript?"
He Zhuo looked at it for another two seconds as if he was staring at the prey he was determined to win, and then casually looked down at the painting on the coffee table.
A vivid fiery red phoenix jumps out of the paper, its head inlaid with diamonds and rubies proudly stands high, and its tail feathers are decorated with rubies and malachite, which is noble and gorgeous.
But the wings and body of the phoenix were entwined with thorns of fire, and the flames burned the body, and the thorns pierced the bones.The texture of the feathers and the veins of the thorns are clear and realistic.
This is a hand-painted brooch design inspired by the Nirvana of the Phoenix.
Phoenix nirvana, life to death.
"Did you draw it?" He Zhuo glanced at the painting tools on the tea table and the colored pencils held by Zhuang Jianning's fingers, and his ending sound rose slightly.
This is the first time in the past few days that Zhuang Jianning heard an emotional voice from He Zhuo's mouth, although this emotion disappeared in a flash.
"If you like it," Zhuang Jianning thought about it, estimated the current deposit in his heart, and said, "Then I'll give you a gift in a few days, but it's not this manuscript."
"No." He Zhuo refused coldly, and drove the wheelchair to the balcony.
"Wait." Zhuang Jianning took two quick steps to keep up, leaning slightly with his hands on the back of the wheelchair. From this angle, he could clearly see He Zhuo's slightly sweaty shirt and his muscular abs outlined by the close-fitting shirt. No wonder When I fell into his arms in the morning, I felt hard.
After a while, he thought about it, "Thank you Mr. He for helping me today, actually..." There is no need to make such a fuss.
He swallowed the last sentence cautiously.
"Help you for what?" He Zhuo picked up the cleaned clothes, turned around and went upstairs.
He Zhuo's phone vibrated, but Zhuang Jianning didn't speak.
Seeing that it was Xiao Zhang's call, He Zhuo answered it: "Speak."
Xiao Zhang said cautiously: "Mr. He, the patent transfer fee paid by the poh company in country y for your patent of fluorine-free polyurethane foaming agent far exceeds that of other domestic companies. Look..."
"Forgot the rules?" He moved the phone away from his ear, and He Zhuo stopped talking nonsense.
Xiao Zhang seems to have guessed He Zhuo's action, gritted his teeth and said quickly: "Wait, Mr. He, they said that as long as you agree to transfer this patent, their parent company will send the most advanced medical research team to join our related project research for free. plan."
He is He Zhuo's assistant who has been trained for many years, knowing that He Zhuo's several patents have never been transferred or licensed to foreign companies, but this time Mrs. He is involved, so he can't help but talk too much.
The fingers holding the phone gradually tightened until they turned white. He Zhuo's voice was as cold as a millennium cold pool: "How do they know?"
With several monopoly patents, He Zhuo has established a huge Qiubai consortium with many subsidiaries, involving all aspects of social and economic life.
He has a management team that has been trained for many years, and he usually lives in seclusion. Outsiders only know Qiu Bai, not He Zhuo, let alone Mrs. He who has been lying in the hospital bed for many years.
Xiao Zhang was so nervous that his Adam's apple kept rolling, and stammered: "He, Mr. He, they should have guessed based on the strategic direction of our consortium. I tried it out, and they only know that we tend to research medical projects, and they don't know what it is specifically. clear."
He Zhuo raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and refused straight away: "Our medical technology is ahead of them in terms of pvs. Do you think it was ten years ago? What I, He Zhuo can't do, they are even more impossible."
Zhuang Jianning stared blankly at He Zhuo, the light in the elevator was pale, but it couldn't conceal the expression on He Zhuo's face at this time, confident and reckless, looking down on the world, but at the same time, there was sobriety and despair.
The man-made car accident of He Zhuo was mentioned in the novel. He Zhuo's legs were disabled, and his mother became a vegetable and never woke up again.
For so many years, He Zhuo should have never given up on treating Mrs. He.
After hanging up the phone, He Zhuo raised his head, frowned and looked at Zhuang Jianning who was holding a stack of test papers: "Go down."
"Aren't we married? Don't newly married couples live together? We are both busy during the day, and we are separated at night, which is not suitable for cultivating relationships." The elevator opened, and Zhuang Jianning consciously followed behind He Zhuo, lowering his head The voice is soft and waxy.
He Zhuo opened the bedroom door, stopped at the door, turned to look at Zhuang Jianning: "How do you want to cultivate your relationship?"
Zhuang Jianning pushed the test paper in front of He Zhuo: "How many math problems do you not know, can you explain it to me?"
"Why?"
Zhuang Jianning tentatively pulled the cloth on La He Zhuo's shoulders: "I can warm your bed for you!"
He Zhuo snorted softly: "It's cold all over, go warm yourself."
With the sound of "bang", He Zhuo entered the room, and a solid wooden door was in front of Zhuang Jianning.
Not reconciled, he stepped forward and knocked on the door: "You haven't touched me before, how do you know that I'm cold all over, and you make random conclusions without practice. How can such a casual attitude do a good job in scientific research projects?"
The sound of water soon came from inside, and He Zhuo couldn't hear it any more. He knocked on the door so fiercely that he didn't dare to rush in, so he had to go downstairs embarrassingly.
Drawing the manuscript was delayed for a while, and I stayed with He Zhuo for a while, Zhuang Jianning raced against the clock while drinking soup in the kitchen, and didn't go to sleep until after three o'clock.
The next morning, Zhuang Jianning didn't wake up in a daze until Aunt Song entered the door.
He slept on the sofa on the side of the balcony. He forgot to draw the curtains last night. The sun was a little harsh on his face. He stretched out his hand to block it, and there were fine dust floating in the light between his fingers.
Zhuang Jianning sighed, the days of rebirth were really difficult, and she didn't even get enough sleep.
Just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep for another 5 minutes, the countdown to the college entrance examination flashed in his mind, and he turned over like a carp.
"Oh, little Jane, you scared my aunt to death. Can you stand up like this? It's nice to be young." Aunt Song laughed.
"I practiced yoga before. Aunt Song, the soup you left last night was so delicious." He looked around, "Why didn't Mr. He come down?"
Aunt Song thought for a while and said, "Mr. He usually lives a very regular life. About every ten days, he will not go downstairs until noon."
Picking up his clothes and going to the guest bathroom, Zhuang Jianning remembered He Zhuo's abnormality yesterday, and asked Aunt Song: "Then Mr. He..."
Aunt Song nodded and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast without saying anything.
Today the school officially issued a notice of dismissal. Teacher Cheng, the head teacher of Class 16 in the third year of senior high school, took the lead in accepting high gifts from students and parents. above decision.
It's been a long time since I've been ill, and it's over.
Much like He Zhuo's style.
Imperial Capital International was originally a private high school, and the students were either rich or expensive, and they were squeezed by Teacher Cheng for three years. Most of them applauded when they saw Teacher Cheng end up like this before the release of the college entrance examination.
The school looked for a high-sounding job, the connection work was neat and straightforward, the teachers hired with high salaries were quickly in place, and the parents' emotional comfort work was also smooth.
Everything is precisely controlled.
Early self-study, Zhuang Jianning was studying English, a boy came over and knocked on his desk: "Mr. Xu called you to go to the office."
When passing by the principal's office, I heard a begging voice coming from inside: "Principal, please, please help me and plead with the directors! You also know the situation in my family. My mother has been hospitalized all year round, and I have to pay the mortgage every month. The child goes to school. The cost is also high, I made inquiries yesterday, and now no school dares to hire me, the rest of my life and this family will be ruined!"
The principal lowered his voice and didn't know what to say. The door was suddenly pushed open, and a haggard middle-aged man with dull eyes walked out.
The head teacher who was full of joy and laughter the day before yesterday has been bent over by power and life today, without any dignity, like a bereaved dog.
A male classmate passed by holding a stack of test papers, and said tauntingly: "Ah! Is this Mr. Cheng! Why are you so wrinkled? My dad stuffed your 8 yuan shopping card last month, and you didn't buy a few boxes Imported silk mask?"
The salary of a month of hard work is only [-] to [-], and now the job is gone!Because of their reincarnation, these boys and buddies want money, money, and power!Teacher Cheng's hatred is overwhelming, and the worst is to die together!
Just as Zhuang Jianning was about to stride away, he accidentally glanced at Teacher Cheng, seeing his ferocious face, his heart skipped a beat.
With a flash of silver light, his movements were faster than his brain's reaction. Zhuang Jianning quickly pushed away the frightened male student, and then kicked the sharp fruit knife from Teacher Cheng's hand.
"Ah!" A delayed scream exploded in Zhuang Jianning's ears.
The principal and vice-principals in the office surrounded him when they heard the sound. The principal didn't want to make things worse, so he simply asked Zhuang Jianning a few words, promised to punish Teacher Cheng severely, and asked him to leave first with the frightened male classmates.
"Young man is very skilled, otherwise I'll go in and out today." The boy's name is Zhang Hao, who is in the same class as Zhuang Jianning, holding the test paper with one hand, and holding Zhuang Jianning's arm with the other. From today onwards, you are my own brother, you can go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of flames, and you can just tell your brother."
Zhuang Jianning was so troubled by him that he couldn't laugh or cry, just now he was so scared that he wanted to pee his pants, but now he's getting poor, if it wasn't for his mouth just now, Mr. Cheng wouldn't have been so irritating, he would have smashed pots, smashed knives.
"Aren't you going to hand out the test papers?" Zhuang Jianning pointed to the front, "Ms. Xu has something to do with me."
"Why are you in a hurry to distribute the test papers? The college entrance examination is only two months away." Zhang Hao stuck to Zhuang Jianning in shock, "I have to wait for you."
Zhuang Jianning was helpless: "Then can you wait for the college entrance examination to send it out?"
"That's fine, I'll use it again next year."
Zhuang Jianning knocked on the office door and tore open his arm.
Zhang Hao whispered in his ear: "Except Teacher Cheng, you don't know anyone else, so I'll accompany you in. Although you are not afraid of knives, you may not be afraid of strangers. There is a teacher who looks scary. "
After a reply from inside, Zhuang Jianning pushed open the door, and Zhang Hao squeezed in.
Teacher Xu saw that it was Zhuang Jianning, and waved to him: "Come in, I've approved all the test papers, your physics foundation is good, take time to help you consolidate a few weak and difficult points, and do more questions by yourself. The English score teacher also read it, and it is no problem to pass the key line if you try hard, the teacher believes in you."
Zhuang Jianning nodded obediently, but unconsciously clenched the hands hanging under the edge of the table. No matter what the purpose of He Zhuo was, it was him who caused such a big fight, and Teacher Xu spent so much effort on him.
With his last stand, he can only win.
Teacher Xu knew that Zhuang Jianning had a paranoid and withdrawn personality before, and always liked to play with the three students in the class who were full of bad things. One of them, Gao Yi, attempted to rape a girl, and was finally settled by the family with money, without taking any responsibility.
For the students in Imperial Capital International, the family power behind each of them is very strong. She didn't know whether Zhuang Jianning's change was related to the three of them dropping out of school and dismissing the teacher, and she had no time to take care of it.
All in all, things are going in a good direction.
As the head teacher, she dragged Zhuang Jianning to explain the situation in front of several other new teachers.
The new teacher and the new environment have no prejudice against Zhuang Jianning. Coupled with the young boy's red lips and white teeth, his figure is tall and straight like a green bamboo, and his thin body contains vigorous vitality that does not admit defeat.
Put aside prejudice and look at this person, who can not feel like it.
But prejudice runs deep, and few are exempt from it.
The substitute teachers all responded one after another and agreed to help Zhuang Jianning with a sudden tutoring for his weak points.
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