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... the corner was still there. At this moment, another thin and childish voice sounded. “Teacher, I just want to help my family do some work. My family is in trouble now. Father injured his hand, so the work in the field is slow. 1 think…”
“Think, think, think, what are you thinking?” The teacher interrupted him sternly. “I told you long ago that we are scholars. The hands of scholars hold pens and write. Look at how rough your hands are now? If you use your hands to flip through books, yo ...
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