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filled with the dish and carried it home. The staff

hailed and cheered, as if they were having a festival.

Xi Si didn’t eat the pork. She came to my office

and sat at my table. She complained of the

regimental commander’s absurdness. I said that even

though he was absurd, it showed that he really loved

her.

“But I don’t love him. I only love talented young

men. I love knowledge!” she said. I said nothing.

Just then, Cock came into my office with a large

bowl of pork stewed with vermicelli and pickled

Chinese cabbage and said to Xi Si, “Don’t worry

about the pork that we have eaten. We’ll deal with

the regiment commander. We’ll tell him it was all the

members of the school that ate the pork. It has

nothing to do with you! Who asked him to leave such

a large piece of pork in our school for nothing!

That’s like a pie dropped from the heaven! The

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