"That's not what I'm talking about." Wang Jian wiped his face and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore. You can play by yourself while I do the work. You can pick up some while you're at it."

After driving Ziran Er off the stage, Wang Jian squatted on the stage and began to repair the tables and chairs. There were about forty sets of tables and chairs in the class, and only six sets were intact, and even these six sets were already crumbling.

Wang Jian was not ambiguous at all. He demolished what should be demolished and changed what should be modified. The clanking sound was quite lively.

Ziran Er seemed bored and did not dare to talk to Wang Jian. He just wrapped a curtain and squatted under the podium, watching Wang Jian modify the tables and chairs.

Wang Jian suddenly raised his head, and his heart suddenly trembled. He found that Ziran Er now looked like a hamster, with something in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and his chestnut-colored hair was wet and dry.

He looked a little messy, and his already big eyes looked even bigger because he was staring intently at the thing in Wang Jian's hand. When the light shone, they shone brightly.

"Stand back, it's not fun to get pieces of wood in your eyes."

"oh."

Ziran Er did not stand up, but just jumped back stupidly. Without paying attention, he stepped on the curtain with his foot, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell face first to the ground.

"How did you live to be so old?"

Wang Jian couldn't help but help her up, and wiped the dusty mask on her face with his sleeve: "Can't you be more careful?"

Ziran Er rubbed his nose aggrievedly, looked at Wang Jian and said with a cry: "I have always been very careful, but I still get hurt."

"There's really nothing I can do against you. Come and try this chair."

Wang Jian pulled a modified chair and handed it to Tianran Er. After sitting on it, Tianran Er twisted his buttocks and nodded with satisfaction: "It's great, it even has armrests."

"Well... lift the armrest and take a look."

Ziran Er obediently lifted the armrest, and the backrest of the chair fell backwards with a click, and when it was at an angle of about 130 degrees with the chair, it was stuck there by a slot, becoming a piece of paper.

Recliner.

"Ah! So advanced!"

Like a child who got a new toy, she toyed with this all-wood movable seat without a single screw back and forth, and she had a great time playing with it.

"You take a nap, and I'll find a way to dry your clothes later."

When he saw Ranran Er's pair of pure cotton underwear, he stumbled a bit while speaking, and then sighed deeply. He ignored Ranran Er who was having fun and continued to modify the tables and chairs.

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When the time reached eleven-thirty, Wang Jian finally refurbished all the tables, chairs and benches. He took a deep breath and stood up: "Let's go."

"Let's go?"

After calling twice, I found that no one answered me. When I turned around, I found that Tian Tian was wrapped in curtains and snoring on the recliner early in the morning, as lazy and unconscious as a kitten.

"Oh my God..."
Chapter completed!