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... ans that if he is admitted as a scholar, he may be able to become a teacher in the enlightenment class.

  Chang Jiayi listened to it. Since two years ago, he still read as much as possible without ignoring his daughter. Reading in the academy is completely different from reading at home. There are masters who read a lot and students who compete with each other.

  When Chang Jiayi is free, she will hold her daughter and listen to the class outside the classroom.

  Meng Yunzhe ...

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