"If you don't know, then you can not speak. ”

The boss of the foursome was about to faint, and the little skinny monkey sitting in front of Norman on the left heard Norman's words, and muttered something in a low voice, his eyes were very disapproving, and even a little disdainful.

What Norman is holding now is his textbook, and he also filled in the "fist sweat" on it.

Norman was so close to them that his ears were pointed, so that although he muttered quietly, he heard it all at once.

"This is yours?"

Norman gestured to him with the textbook in his hand, and the skinny monkey hesitated, but finally nodded.

"It's wrong. ”

Norman looked at him very sincerely, and explained again and again in a sincere tone: "It should be 'fist', not 'fist sweat'." 'Fist sweat', the word is so weird......"

Norman thinks he's a good guy, and he has no choice but to rob these children, but he still has a good heart after all, so he doesn't mind helping them if it's within his means.

For example, point out the mistakes in their learning of the old language to make up for the guilt of causing physical harm to the little ones.

The thin monkey looked at Norman's appearance and couldn't bear it for a while.

It's okay for you to rob, beat people, and inexplicably force them to explain the meaning of the ancient sayings, but if you have to put on a teacher's attitude to teach them a lesson, this skinny monkey can't bear it!

The most annoying thing in his life is the person who puts on such a face!

"'Fist' means hand, 'sweat' sweat, sweat on the hand, how can there be a problem with this word? On the contrary, how can the hand be associated with the head of the hand as you say 'fist'?

The skinny monkey squirted in one breath, refuting Norman as incomplete, and looking at Norman's eyes full of contempt and disdain.

What kind of pretending to be a low-level robber? As soon as he casually refutes it, he has nothing to say, right? After all, the knowledge of the mage still belongs to the noble upper class, and even if these scum who look like low-level pariahs can memorize it by rote for a while, they still can't understand the deeper content.

This is probably the first time in the life of the thin monkey who does not like to learn that he is so proud of the knowledge of ancient languages he has.

It's a pity that what he doesn't know is that from the perspective of others, the pronunciation of his ancient words is extremely awkward, twisted and broken, and they all turned to his grandmother's house, and Norman's pure and melodious pronunciation is not comparable at all. Judging from the pronunciation alone, the skinny monkey has been completely crushed.

The eldest of the foursome, the young man, looked at the thin monkey with a shocked expression.

Are you crazy!

There were a few words in his eyes.

Then he looked at Norman sharply, but the fist and the broken pot of the barbarian he expected did not greet him, and the savage robber did not become angry, but danced with a sincere face, and said as he gestured: "'Hand sweat' is okay, but 'fist sweat' is wrong, because 'fist' is more than just 'hand'. Judging from what you just said, the 'fist' is the state of the hand being clenched, and the sweat is generally produced from the palm of the hand, so in this case, in the state of the 'fist', the sweat cannot be seen, so the 'fist sweat' does not exist. And 'fist', the 'head' here is not the meaning of the head according to my understanding, it should be like the head, that is, your 'fist' is the same as the head, and in terms of shape, the two are indeed very similar, so it is very vivid to understand this usage......"

Franklin's students were arguably the most disobedient of all, and they couldn't even pay attention to the lecture in class, but now they were listening intently—a robber gave them an ancient language lesson?

Among them, Skinny Monkey was the one who listened the most carefully, and he needed to find out the omissions in Norman's words. It's normal for a lowly lowly scum to beat them with muscles, anyway, when he turns around, he can call the sheriff to come and arrest this guy, what he can't tolerate is that this ignorant low-class pariah, full of muscles, should want to overpower him in such noble knowledge as the ancient saying?

He wants to show this untouchable what the gap between the upper class and the low-level scum like them is.

As for the eldest young man, he was probably the least serious of the four.

This robber not only knows how to form words, but even teaches them a lesson?

The young man was completely delirious.

“...... So, I think it should be 'fist' here, not 'fist sweat'. ”

Norman spent a long time talking about it, and finally finished telling all that was in his heart.

But the most important reason he hasn't talked about yet, that is, he has seen the use of "fist" a lot in the past ten years, so this thin monkey feels strange but he feels very pleasing to the eye and it is normal, and "fist sweat" Norman has never seen it, and it looks very awkward, which is the main reason why he thinks it should be "fist" instead of "fist sweat". As for what he said before, he pushed it all backwards from this point.

Of course, his explanation still made sense, so the little ones didn't speak for a while after listening to it.

The thin monkey frowned, racking his brains and began to think about how to refute the guy's words, but before he could come up with a solution, the youngest and least injured boy spoke.

"Like, like this......"

The eyes of several people were cast in an instant, and the boy was a little timid when he came into contact with Norman's gaze, but under Norman's gentle gaze now, he finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"I remember, Mr. Franklin also said, it's 'fist'. ”

That's what Mr. Franklin used as well?

None of the students doubted the boy's words: although the boy Pinault was the youngest, he had the best talent and memory for the old language, and even Mr. Franklin often admired it. Moreover, Pino and the savage robber obviously did not know each other, so there was no need to speak for him, since Pino had said that Mr. Franklin had said so, he should have said so.

This made the thin monkey's face ugly: he was racking his brains just now about how to slap this untouchable in the face, only to be proven wrong in the blink of an eye, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"Mr. Robber,"

The little boy Pinault looked at Norman's now very gentle face, and boldly picked up his textbook from the ground, opened it, handed it to him, tried to squeeze out a well-behaved appearance, blinked a pair of big eyes, and asked, "Which ancient language should be written here?"

Norman just glanced at it and casually said, "'Eastern'." ”

Before he knew it, little Pinot had taken out the quill and even dipped it in ink!

"Yes, Mr. Franklin used it too!"

Then I immediately lay down and began to draw slowly in that space with difficulty.

Although I know the correct answer, the shape of the old saying is very complicated, and it takes a long time to draw an old saying while thinking about it.

Seeing Pino's demonstration, the guy except for the young man and the thin monkey immediately reacted at once: the word formation homework left by Mr. Franklin was too difficult, and even Pinault could only scratch his head in a daze in many places. And now, there is someone who can help them in front of their eyes......

"What about this, what about this?!"

The young man immediately picked up his textbook, suppressed the fear of Norman in his heart, and stepped forward to ask.

"'Carriage'. ”......

The young man finally returned to the real world from his trance, and not to be left behind, began to ask Norman to help him solve this damn word formation homework. As for the skinny monkey...... The boy, who had looked at Norman with contempt before, was now smirking and drawing ancient patterns in his textbook with a quill in his hand.

Well, this pariah, although a little savage, is still very useful, and considering his role, he can be allowed to visit the third district often in the future. As for the things that he thought about letting the sheriff punish him......

Who's going to call the sheriff?

Whoever dares to punish this untouchable, or even drive him out of the Third District, will not be able to get along with him, Lord Baker!

Norman is such a fellow, to those of them who don't like to learn ancient languages and only like to cause trouble, they are simply the embodiment of God the Father.

The kind to be offered.