Xue Zhaolong was so startled by what he heard, he almost lost his balance...
"Teacher... isn't this too harsh? Really, teacher, I don't hurt anymore, don't punish Zhaolong anymore, okay? Besides, copying so much, that's going to make him spit blood! Teacher, how about punishing him a bit less, I think Zhaolong knows his mistake now. Maybe make him copy it two or three times?" While Ye Hao was speaking on behalf of Xue Zhaolong, his eyes were provocatively looking at him, occasionally sneering.
Xue Zhaolong's face turned green with anger, and he shouted loudly, "I don't need your sympathy, if it's fifty times, then fifty times, you think I'm scared of copying it fifty times?" He glared angrily at Ye Hao after speaking.
However, Ye Hao pretended to be the aggrieved party and thought to himself: Haha Xue Zhaolong, watch how I trap you, see if you dare to annoy people every weekend from now on...
