After the students received the wood and rope, the classroom became silent again.
The old teacher stood on the podium and listened to the students whispering to each other. He didn't say anything and stood there silently with a worried expression. Only when the classroom became quiet again did he slowly open his mouth to speak. His tone was unusually heavy.
"When the first flower blooms on the ancient tree outside the classroom, the students who pass the assessment will receive a pass.”
"Pass? Where does this pass lead to?"
Some of the students below were curious and could not help but ask softly.
"When the time comes, you will naturally know!”
The old teacher didn't want to say more.
He turned his head and looked out of the window. The students 'eyes followed his gaze and looked out of the window. The old tree outside the window had just survived a harsh winter, leaving only a bare branch that seemed to have withered. The branch stretched to the sky as if it was praying to God for a spring rain.
It seemed that time was running out.
Many of them had heard the story of water dripping through a rock. As long as they persevered, a seemingly weak drop of water could drip through a hard rock. If they were to spend a long time, it would be a piece of cake to use a rope to saw wood.
Even if he took a step back, in such a short period of time, using an iron saw to saw such a thick piece of wood was fine, but if he used a soft hemp rope to saw it, it seemed impossible.
The old teacher narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze across every student's face. The corners of his mouth curled up into a mysterious smile. He didn't say anything more. He put his hands behind his back and left the classroom silently.
As soon as he left, the classroom was like a pot of oil that had exploded. The students were all talking at once.
"With just a spring rain, the ancient tree will sprout. With a few more rains, it will bloom. How can you use a rope to cut such a thick piece of wood in such a short time?”
"That's right! This hemp rope had no sharp teeth and was soft enough to break!”
"Sigh, look at this piece of wood. Not only is it thick, but it's also so hard!”
"This is almost impossible!”
"No, it's simply impossible!”
"Hey, I'm going to go crazy if I have to use a rope to saw this piece of wood every day and repeat such a monotonous and boring thing!”
"This is not something a smart person would do. I might as well give up as soon as possible, using a rope to saw wood every day just to get a pass!”
"Forget it, I don't want to waste my time here!”
“……”
A few students simply threw the hemp rope in their hands on the ground. Without trying, they chose to give up and left the classroom with a dejected face.
Wei Zi, on the other hand, was unusually excited and shouted,
"Ha, this is going to be a good show!”
His echo worm Zhang Zi also echoed,
"I'd like to see who has the ability to cut wood with a rope!”
Zhang Zi and Wei Zi came from wealthy families. They came to study purely because their parents forced them to. They wanted to bring honor to their ancestors and bring glory to their parents. They came to school like street hooligans who were idle and only wanted to watch the show.
They threw the wood and rope on the table, but they had no intention of leaving. Instead, they scuttled around the classroom as spectators, watching how the others worked, and from time to time, they gave a few sarcastic "comments."
Wei Zi picked up a hemp rope and placed it on the wood. He began to pull the rope hard, like pulling an iron saw. He pulled the hemp rope back and forth. Instead of saying "saw", it would be more accurate to say "grind".
After half a day, there was not even a white mark on the wood. It was as if he had blown air into a bamboo cage, but it was futile! It was really maddening. Wei Zi was really trapped by this piece of wood.
If he continued to "grind" at such a snail speed, how long would it take to "grind" such thick and solid wood? Wei Zi could not help but sigh in his heart!
He looked at the hemp rope in his hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The rope was almost worn off by the rough skin of the wood. It should be the wood saw that broke the rope!
Just as Wei Zi lowered his head and thought to himself, Hui Zi's figure appeared outside the classroom.
She lowered her head and hurried into the classroom. When she came to her seat, she was stunned when she saw the wood and hemp rope on the table.
Wei Zi's eyes lit up when he saw Huizi return. He became spirited and hurried over.
"Huizi, why are you late?"
Huizi looked up with a worried expression. Her eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had cried before. She looked at Wei Zi, her lips trembling, and tears flowed before she spoke.
When he saw her crying, he immediately panicked and went forward to hold her shoulder. He asked with concern,
"What exactly happened?"
" My dad…he…he…" She sobbed, unable to speak.
"What happened to your dad?" Wei Zi's heart sank, he had already guessed that something was wrong.
"He…he's gone crazy!"
West, west, like the setting sun going west, forever gone, and would not reappear like the rising sun.
Wei Zi understood that no matter what she said at this moment, it would not be able to soothe the pain in her heart that had just lost her loved one. His hand gently caressed her shoulder. Soon, she stopped sobbing and wiped away the tears on her face. She said in a hoarse voice,
"I knew that there was a big exam today, so I still came! What's with the wood and rope?”
"Well, the topic of our exam today is--”
Upon hearing this, Hui Zi sat down in front of the table with a sad face. She stared at the piece of wood for a long time, and her eyes were filled with crystal tears again.
Wei Zi looked at her, not knowing if she was crying because of her father's absence or because of this strange life.
"Huizi, don't worry, we will definitely pass!”
Wei Zi comforted her while pulling out a hemp rope from her table and quickly " sawed " the piece of wood in front of her.
It could be said that his demonstration was not convincing at all. Instead, it made Huizi even more discouraged because the rope in his hand was actually "sawed" off by the wood!
From the looks of it, the rope did not live up to expectations. Even if he had ambition, energy, backbone, and many other things, there was nothing he could do!
Huizi held back her tears and murmured,"
"What should we do? If I can't pass this exam, my mother won't let me continue studying!”
Before she could finish her sentence, a large stream of tears rolled down her delicate face and dripped onto the piece of wood in front of her. Like water drops falling into the dust, the dry skin on the surface of the wood quickly sucked up the tears.
Her tears made Wei Zi's heart ache, but he was clumsy with his words. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only use some words from the books to comfort her.
"Huizi, don't worry. Let's try it first! The ancient book said that sincerity could split metal and stone, let alone a piece of wood. As long as…as long as…"
The shrewd Youzi, who was sitting behind Huizi, had been sitting quietly and watching the scene in front of him coldly. When he heard Weizi's words, he pursed his lips disapprovingly and could not help but interrupt him.
"You believe what the book says? Haven't you heard that it's better to have no books than to believe all the books? I believe that a drop of water can penetrate a stone, but it requires perseverance and perseverance. The most important thing is that it takes a long time. The teacher told us to cut the rope, but he gave us too little time!”
"But no matter what, we have to give it a try! How can you give up so easily?" Master Wei refuted, unwilling to admit defeat.
You Zi crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking relaxed and relaxed. He sneered and said,
"Then do it! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Continue 'sawing' your wood! Han Mu! I think you're the only one in the entire classroom who 'saws' wood!”
Wei Zi looked around the classroom. Indeed, there were not many people who made a move. Everyone was sitting there in a daze, all of them trapped by a difficult problem!
"Blunt Spear, hurry up! I'm worried that there won't be anything good to see now!”Wei Zi and Zhang Zi also came over and jeered.
"Humph-just watch!"
Wei Zi did not show any weakness and immediately pulled out a hemp rope. Holding his breath, he began to "saw" the piece of wood on Hui Zi's table in front of everyone.
Strangely enough, after absorbing the tears, the surface of the wood seemed to be much easier to saw. After Wei Zi's strength burst out and he continuously sawed through the three hemp ropes, his fingers and arms gradually became numb. Finally, a deep crack appeared on the surface of the wood.
You Zi watched coldly from the side. Gradually, the corner of his mouth tilted and revealed a sly smile. He unexpectedly said,
"I've got an idea-just wait and see!”
You Zi threw down this inexplicable sentence and left the classroom with a determined expression.
Many of the surrounding students seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope. They calculated that it was better to take action as soon as possible. It was like a child gnawing on a sugar cane. At least, there was still hope if he tried. If he didn't try, there would be no hope at all.
They all returned to their seats, tried to pick up the hemp rope, and began to "saw" the wood.
Wei Zi and Zhang Zi didn't expect that their cold words would stimulate Wei Zi's strength. He actually " sawed " a deep crack, which really destroyed his own prestige and boosted his opponent's morale.
Wei Zi resentfully waved his hand at Zhang Ziyang and said,"
"F * ck! Let's go! It was simply a dull one-man show. There was nothing to see!”
Wei Zi and Zhang Zi left the classroom in boredom.
Huizi saw that Wei Zi was already sweating profusely and said with some heartache,"
"Wei Zi, your hand must be sore. Take a rest and let me saw it!”
Huizi picked up a rope, and Wei Zi handed the piece of wood to Huizi."
"Alright, you can saw it. I'll go back to my seat and continue to saw my piece of wood!”As he spoke, he wiped the sweat off his face and neck with the hem of his clothes and returned to his seat.
Azuko began to saw the wood like Wei Zi. However, as she sawed, she was still crying.
Large drops of tears kept dripping onto the wood. The wood soaked in tears was like a man who couldn't stand a woman's tears. Its hard surface gradually softened and it succumbed to the hemp rope.
Slowly, she seemed to feel the effect of her tears on the wood. She was a sentimental girl who loved to cry. She often liked to cry. This time, her tears flowed even more happily. Unknowingly, she sawed a deeper crack on the wood.
It was as if she was looking at the setting sun through the window-she saw a glimmer of hope.
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