Strike
Editor: Atlas Studios
As the saying goes, a child's words carry no harm.
However, sometimes, the malice from a child was even more chilling.
Zhou Anfu and Zhou Anle were spoiled by Lai Jinniang. They were only seven or eight years old now. If no one corrected them in the future, they would turn out bad in the future.
Just as they were laughing at Zhou Junjun and saying that he would definitely not pass the entrance examination, the door of the study room was opened. Tutor Tang and Zhou Junjun walked out of the study room together.
It was obvious that the tutor was smiling.
"It seemed that the results were not bad."
That was what Zhou Xiaoli thought.
Tutor Tang said, "Rest time is over. Go back to class and revise the poem I just taught you. I want to check your progress later."
Since the teacher had spoken, the students immediately bowed respectfully and walked towards the classroom.
"Zhou Anfu, Zhou Anle, come here."