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... ad the dubious honor of experiencing the hardship and helplessness of being a teacher.
Every time she saw the crooked, messy characters on the submitted homework—oh wait, they couldn’t even be called characters. They were practically glorified scribbles.
’Help me, I’m so angry I can barely breathe.’
Gu Yin was amused by her huffy reaction. He chuckled, lazily propping up his cheek with one hand as he lifted his gaze to her. "Why don’t you find a few helpers?" His eyes fel ...
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