June 29.
On this day, Yuan's School in Mengxi Alley, Pingyang City, echoed with voices of incredulous surprise.
At first, Master Yuan sneered and asked, "What kind of book is so captivating that you become oblivious during class, unable to think of anything else? I must see it for myself."
A moment later, Master Yuan uttered a soft "Oh," and said, "This book…"
What's up with the book?
Master, are you going to elaborate?
But Master Yuan chose not to elaborate.
He didn't just refrain from speaking; he held the book and stood there, scrutinizing it carefully.
He read at a painfully slow pace, turning a page after a lengthy interval.
With a rustle, the reluctant pages turned.
Yu Zhi's anxiety gradually transformed into a maddening itch.
He desperately wanted to stand up and peek at the book beside the master!
He insisted that the book was indeed fascinating.
Otherwise, why would the master read it so slowly and seem so engrossed?
