I listened to my sister's words today.

Yun Yiruo looked gratefully at the classmates who helped her, stared hard at the Chinese textbooks they held up, and recited a sentence or two in a stammering and intermittent manner.

However, due to excessive nervousness and unfamiliarity with the text, her recitation was not smooth, and could even be said to be halting.

The teacher who had been observing Yun Yiru's performance couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw her in such a bad condition.

I thought to myself, this student’s high school basic knowledge must be extremely poor, he simply has no foundation at all!

"Alright, alright, stop reciting!" The teacher waved her hand impatiently, interrupting Yun Yiruo. "If you don't pay attention to the hints from the people behind you, you probably won't be able to recite even one sentence."

"Even if I ask you to read it aloud, you probably won't be able to read it smoothly!" After saying this, the teacher shook his head helplessly.

Yun Yiru was very embarrassed, her face flushed, and she scratched her head sheepishly.

The teacher slammed the book in his hand shut with a serious look on his face, then threw it away. With a "bang", the book fell heavily on the podium, and the whole classroom seemed to shake.

He frowned and scanned the whole class with a sharp gaze, finally fixing his gaze on the trembling Yun Yiruo.

"Then I'll tell you some of the most basic Tao Te Ching. I'll say one sentence and you take over the next." The teacher's voice was low and powerful, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Yun Yiruo stammered, "Okay... okay, teacher." Although she didn't know, she had no choice but to agree.

The teacher nodded slightly, cleared his throat and said, "The Tao can be spoken."

However, he froze in his tracks, his mouth opened, and he could only squeeze out a few words: "Uh... I don't know."

The teacher was not angry and continued, "Very true."

"No...I don't know." He lowered his head even lower, as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Seeing this, the teacher shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "That's it, it seems that this course is indeed a bit too difficult for you.

Let's put aside the "virtue" in the "Tao Te Ching" for now. How about the "Three Character Classic"?

Hearing this, Yun Yiruo raised her head slightly, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, and she quickly replied: "Uh... probably."

The teacher nodded with satisfaction and began to recite: "At the beginning, human nature is good."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Yiruo suddenly raised her hand and answered impatiently, "Natures are similar, but habits make them different."

The teacher was stunned at first, then a pleased smile appeared on his face. He thought to himself: After all, I still have some knowledge. Not bad. So he asked, "What's the next sentence of 'Guo Bu Jiao'?"

Yun Yiru's originally confident expression froze in an instant. She never expected that the teacher would ask further questions.

I was filled with regret. I shouldn't have rushed to answer so impulsively. This was the only thing I could say! But if I didn't say it now, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

After hesitating for a long time, Yun Yiruo gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "Woof woof woof?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the classroom fell into a dead silence. A moment later, as if a switch had been pressed, the students below the podium burst into laughter.

Some people laughed so hard that they fell over, and some even laughed so hard that they fell on the table.

The teacher stood on the podium, almost angry to death, with a dark face, and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Okay, okay, go down and copy the Three Character Classic and Tao Te Ching ten times and give them to me tomorrow. If you still can’t do it tomorrow, then copy it twenty times. If you still can’t do it, then copy it thirty times and so on.

These are all basic knowledge that should be mastered in kindergarten and elementary school! How could anyone not be able to memorize such simple content?

Did you never study hard in school? Or has it been so long that you've forgotten everything you learned?

You know, this knowledge is very important and basic. If you can't even handle this, then when you face more complicated ones in the future, you might as well drop out and go home!

When she heard those words, Yun Yiruo was like a frightened little rabbit. She held her book in her arms and walked back to her seat with heavy steps, looking aggrieved.

He was completely devastated, secretly complaining in his heart: "This is not a school at all! Someone who doesn't know would think this is a prison!"

"I've only been here for half a day, and I'm already being punished by copying both English and Chinese."

On the other hand, although He Jun had anticipated that things might be bad, he never thought it would be so bad.

Just now, she almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but fortunately she held it back at the last moment with her strong self-control.

At this time, Yun Yiruo silently buried her head on the desk, her shoulders shaking slightly, and tears rolling down like beads from a broken string.

There was only one thought in my mind - I wanted to go home immediately and never stay in this horrible place again.

He Jun, who was sitting next to him, kept his eyes on Yun Yiru, who was lying on the table with her body trembling secretly. Without thinking too much, he knew that she must be crying.

He quickly comforted her softly, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't cry! No one will laugh at you.

Besides, you only have to stay here for seven days anyway, so just try not to attract the teacher's attention and you'll be through it quickly."

"Wuwuwu..." Waves of mournful crying could be heard, and a figure was seen lying on the desk, looking at the pile of homework books in front of him with a sad face, and muttering non-stop: "But there are still a lot of punishments to copy!

What can I do? If it’s like this every day, I won’t even get any sleep! Every time I open my eyes, I see these densely packed copy assignments. If someone doesn’t know me, they’d think I’m a printer!

Hearing this, He Jun hurried to comfort her, "Hey, don't be so dejected! Look at some people who have been buried in copying and studying almost every day since the start of school. By comparison, you're quite lucky! Don't worry, I can help you share some of the burden."

Since they were in Chinese class and the teacher wasn't particularly strict, they kept their voices down and chatted quietly under the desk. Before they knew it, time had flown by and the bell rang.

(Thank you all for your gifts and support. The school chapter shouldn't last too long. If you don't like this element, I will speed up and try to skip it.)