Master Wu was a kind and understanding substitute teacher who continued to fill in for another teacher who couldn’t conduct classes, even with a broken arm.
"Master Wu, can we ask for a leave?" a student said, "We have a stomach ache from bad food."
Master Wu waved his hand: "Go ahead."
Soon after, a few more students came over: "Master Wu, we also have stomach aches from bad food."
Master Wu nodded: "Alright, you are excused."
Master Wu was a rare discerning person; they didn’t really have stomach aches, they just wanted to watch the Chess Grandmaster of the Six Nations play.
Zhong Ding pulled at Gu Jiao’s sleeve: "Xiao brother, they’re all heading out, shall we go too?"
"Will it go on record?" Gu Jiao asked.
Zhong Ding hurriedly said: "Not at all! Master Wu has agreed to the leave, so it won’t go on the record!"
Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow: "Sounds good."
As Zhong Ding and Gu Jiao approached, before Zhong Ding could speak, Master Wu said: "Stomachache too? I see, off you go!"
Zhong Ding grinned, and together with Gu Jiao, they left the Academy through the back door to Xianluan Pavilion.
Xianluan Pavilion was not far; after exiting the back door, turn left and walk east for about a li, cross a street, go through an alley, and then you’ll see Xianluan Pavilion’s sign.
Only Tianqiong Academy was aware of Master Meng’s chess game with the Dean, so the audience was entirely comprised of the Academy’s teachers and students. Most teachers had gone upstairs, and students crowded together downstairs in a dense mass.
Suddenly, a domineering shout came from the alley: "Are you blind? Bumping into me like that!"
"S-s-sorry!"
"Sorry my ***! Can’t you speak properly? Are you stuttering?"
"I-I-I..."
"Hahaha, he’s really stuttering!"
Zhong Ding stopped in his tracks and said to Gu Jiao: "It’s Zhou Tong and his group! Those are students from Wuyue Academy!"
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