However, she underestimated the little thingâs strange way of thinking.
Ye Sangsang looked at Ye Niannian, who was close to falling asleep, and Su Ruirui, who was looking at her with shining eyes.
âNo...â
The little thing shocked her head in rejection.
Ms. Liu was surprised but asked with a smile, âWhy not?â
Ye Sang blinked earnestly and tried to talk reason, âBecause my Grandpa said that men and women should not touch.â
After a while, the little thing stared at her feet and a word jumped into her mind. She tried to throw the responsibility on someone else, âIf I squeeze in with Ye Niannian and the others, my daddy said...â
âThat itâs âa disgrace to the educated classâ!â
â...â A-A disgrace to the educated class?
Is that how you use that freaking idiom?
Ms. Liu was shocked.
But there were even more shocking words.
After the little thing finished speaking, she anxiously twisted her fingers. Su Ruirui, who was somewhat looking forward to Ye Sang sitting with him widened his eyes slightly in shock.
âWhat does it mean to be a disgrace to the educated class?â
Ye Sang didnât really understand it either.
The little thing broke the characters apart with difficulty and tried her best to understand it, then whispered in uncertainty, âItâs a bad person, humiliating a brodda called Siwen(1)...â
Su Ruirui stared blankly.
He tilted his head to the side and carefully comprehended it.
You ru si wen...
It really means that.
The little boyâs eyes lit up brightly and nodded, âThatâs right, Sangsang, you are so smart!!â
Mrs. Liu stared, flabbergasted. â...â
Another classmate immediately agreed, âThat bad person is so bad.â
âExactly!â
âHeâs worse than Zhao Yuan!! I always see Zhao Yuan bully Shen Yanâan.â
A girl immediately used the new word she learned and pointed at Su Ruirui, âThen you two canât sit together, thatâs humiliating Siwen!â
âThatâs right, you canât humiliate Siwen.â
All the other little turnip heads started to blame him, âSiwen is such a poor guy, how could you bully him?â
âWuwuwu, Siwen is so poor.â
A few children with fragile hearts immediately started wailing.
Even the little devil Su Ruiui cried tears of sadness.
H-He wanted to sit with the pretty little site.r
But...
Wuwuwu.
Siwen is such a poor guy.
The teachers helplessly listened to the melancholic cries and exchanged a glance as they sank into silence.
Ms. Liu and Ms. Xu exchanged silent looks.
What the hell was that?!
Damn.
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Come outside!
How did they start crying?
In a moment like this, all these precious young masters and misses tearily told them, âDonât bully Siwen.â
â...â
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Ms. Xu quickly comforted all those crying little turnips.
She pulled Ms. Liuâs sleeves, suggesting helplessly, âIf thereâs no other way then weâll just have to let the little thing sit with Yanâan first.â
âIâll go grab a small desk after class ends.â
âLetâs just have them sit together first, I think Ye Sangâs tired from standing.â
Ms. Liu glanced at the room of teary eyes and touched her forehead silently.
What else could they do?
An idiom was interpreted in such a forceful way.
Now, they could only make Ye Sang sit with Shen Yanâan for a bit first or their turnip heads wonât stop crying.
âCome here, Sangsang,â Ms. Liu took the small bag and waved with a smile, âCould you please come and sit with Brother Yanâan first?â