沈小满甩了甩发麻的胳膊，脸上有点挂不住，嘬了口唾沫星子，嗓门扬了扬：“丫丫，你还笑！要不是你跟在我屁股后面晃悠，我至于跑得跟打了鸡血似的？再说，咱这是要去干啥，跟打仗似的？”

王丫丫 contrasts her own calm demeanor by straightening up her book and patting it deliberately, "Well, if it's not little master Shen, the most energetic one in the entire Forbidden City, I don't know who it could be. I heard from Lao Zhang that Master Liu is holding a poem appreciation meeting at the old locust tree again. It's said that even Mr. Liu won't be strict today because it's the opening day, so we have to go see what's going on."

Sima Xiamanjees heaved a long sigh, "See, I told you it was a big deal. Didn't I say Mr. Liu would be strict today? I told you not to run around like that, but you had to follow me. Now look, you almost dropped your book again."

"I'm sorry, Master Shen," Wang Yaya quickly puts her book behind her back, "I won't do it again. But Master Liu says this is the first day of the poem appreciation meeting, so he'll be lenient. This is the chance for us to see what Mr. Liu has prepared."