"What you are sorry for is not me, but you and my son. You have no conscience to give him full marks, which is unfair. It is not what a teacher should have. On the other hand, you will make my son feel that he has done well enough, and will not have higher requirements for himself. It seems like a small matter like folding quilts, which may affect his life in fact."

the female teacher is about to cry. She can't help burying her head in the ground. "I'm sorry, Mr. Li. Please give me another chance..."

"forget it," said Butong, pulling Li's arm and saying to the female...