Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1827 - 2028: Thank You, Director!

Capítulo 1827: Chapter 2028: Thank You, Director!

Sometimes, there are things you aren’t willing to do from the heart, but you have no choice but to do them; this is how Hao Jian feels right now.

Additionally, since he still needs Xiaohan to help him talk to her dad about that matter, when seeking help, you inevitably have to bow your head; this is also the reason he continues to stay by Liang Xiaohan’s side.

To be lazy and sleep a bit longer every day, Liang Xiaohan rented a place not far from the school, just a few steps away. Liang Xiaohan didn’t say much to Hao Jian, and after entering the school and greeting him, she walked towards the classroom alone, leaving Hao Jian behind.

At school, even if Zhang Hao wants to do something, he doesn’t have the guts, after all, he’s still a student and is somewhat afraid of the school. If he offends the school and can’t get his diploma, that would be a huge loss. So Hao Jian doesn’t need to worry about Zhang Hao daring to do anything to Liang Xiaohan at school.

If Zhang Hao wanted to do something to Liang Xiaohan, it would definitely be outside school, and it could only happen during school hours or after school. Thinking this, since Liang Xiaohan had already gone to the classroom, he also didn’t need to worry too much.

So Hao Jian wandered around the campus aimlessly, went out for a while in between, and when he returned, it was already noon break. When he arrived at school, it was just in time for the break, so he stood downstairs from Liang Xiaohan’s classroom waiting for her.

Sure enough, while waiting for Liang Xiaohan, he saw several people standing aside, looking at her classroom, and just as Liang Xiaohan came out, they looked at her sneakily. He knew immediately that these must be the people Zhang Hao arranged to keep an eye on Liang Xiaohan. Seeing this, he smiled silently, never expecting Zhang Hao to really arrange people right after class.

But unfortunately, he was accompanying Liang Xiaohan today. With him by her side, others would not have the opportunity to make a move on her.

Liang Xiaohan quickly came down, followed by a few people, apparently afraid their leader might be secretly targeted by Zhang Hao, so they all followed to protect her.

Seeing Hao Jian there, Liang Xiaohan came over, patted his shoulder, and said, “Let’s go eat and make up for the losses this morning.”

This morning’s losses? Humph! You still remember that! Mentioning this made Hao Jian angry. He took care of someone all night and ended up not even getting breakfast, really feeling wronged. But after giving Liang Xiaohan a look, he was still pulled away by her.

Someone like Liang Xiaohan wouldn’t eat lunch at the cafeteria like ordinary students; instead, she took Hao Jian to an off-campus restaurant.

During the meal, Liang Xiaohan mentioned that Awu and the others got a bit injured yesterday, so they took the day off to see a doctor. After school today, she’ll go to the hospital to visit them. After eating, Hao Jian automatically went to pay and bought each person a bottle of water.

Although these people didn’t have as much contact with Hao Jian as Awu and the others, they knew about his reputation, and seeing his close relationship with their leader, they respected him greatly.

The key was that they heard about last night’s incident and knew Hao Jian fought against Qiao Ge and his gang alone. Qiao Ge has a big reputation around here, so hearing someone could defeat him, they all showed surprised expressions.

Especially seeing Hao Jian sitting there with them now, having a meal together, they were even more astonished. When Hao Jian personally went to pay and treated them to drinks, they felt he was not only capable but also generous, closing the distance between them without even trying.

So the few of them chatted with Hao Jian for a bit, and as it was almost class time, they all got up to head back to class.

However, just at the school gate, it was truly a case of narrow roads meeting enemies; as they entered, they ran into Zhang Hao. He and his crew had been eating outside and encountered Liang Xiaohan and the others at the gate.

Seeing Liang Xiaohan, Zhang Hao’s face immediately soured, pointed to his neck bandaged with gauze, and acted arrogant, seemingly indicating that she’d better remember this, and he’d definitely get even.

But after seeing Hao Jian by Liang Xiaohan’s side, he suppressed his expression and made a crude gesture, flipping the bird, then led his crew away.

Liang Xiaohan showed a nonchalant expression, walking her own path, completely disregarding Zhang Hao. However, as they walked closer to the teaching building, a boy suddenly ran over anxiously to Liang Xiaohan.

He said urgently, “Sister Xiaohan, a bunch of police officers just came to the principal’s office, seemingly to investigate last night’s incident, and now the homeroom teacher is looking for you everywhere, asking you to go to the dean’s office.”

Hearing this, Liang Xiaohan looked surprised; she didn’t expect the police to find their way to the school, it seemed like last night’s incident had become quite serious.

She said nothing, so the boy continued, “The police stayed in the principal’s office for a while and then left, but judging from the homeroom teacher’s face, it seems like the principal and the dean want to punish you!”

Liang Xiaohan nodded, saying, “Alright, I understand, you should go back, it’s almost time for class.”

The boy nodded with a worried expression and left. Next, Liang Xiaohan looked at the few boys following her.

“You guys should go back too; they won’t dare do anything in school,” Liang Xiaohan said.

The few of them, hearing this, saw it was almost time for class, so they didn’t say anything more and headed back to the classrooms.

Liang Xiaohan knew the homeroom teacher was looking for her and would have to go to the dean’s office, so she prepared to skip class. But just as she was about to turn, a voice suddenly called out from behind her.

“Liang Xiaohan.” It was the homeroom teacher’s voice, and then someone hurriedly came over, “Finally found you, the dean wants to see you, go to the guidance office.”

Even though she usually skips classes without the homeroom teacher saying much because of her grades, she couldn’t skip this time after being found by the teacher and hearing about this.

Liang Xiaohan reluctantly nodded, saying, “Okay, I’ll go right away.”

The homeroom teacher’s tone seemed unaware of why the dean was looking for her, hence the calm tone, if they knew, they might explode in anger. Then the homeroom teacher led Liang Xiaohan to the guidance office, with Hao Jian following alongside. After knocking and reporting she’d brought the student, the teacher left.

Liang Xiaohan walked inside and found Zhang Hao already standing there. Usually arrogant, in front of the dean, Zhang Hao looked as obedient as could be, showing no resistance.

She stood aside as well. Even though she really didn’t consider these people, she still needed to show some respect and propriety; these are the basics of dealing with people.

Hao Jian followed her in and stood to the side.

Apparently, the principal had other things to deal with, so he wasn’t here, leaving the matter to the dean to handle.

Seeing the bald-headed dean reminded Hao Jian of that day, the vivid scene, compelling him to maintain a serious expression without laughing.

However, when the dean saw Liang Xiaohan enter, he initially wanted to say something but changed his expression after noticing Hao Jian. Then he said to both Liang Xiaohan and Hao Jian, “You two, come inside, I’ll deal with you later.”

Hao Jian gave a knowing smile and followed Liang Xiaohan inside. The office led to a small lobby where the dean usually scolded students, and further inside there was a room with a door, where he usually worked. Liang Xiaohan and Hao Jian went in.

Seeing Liang Xiaohan was called inside while he stood here getting scolded, Zhang Hao showed a look of surprise. Why, when both broke the rules, was he the one standing here being reprimanded, but Liang Xiaohan got to go in?

But he only dared think this, feeling dissatisfied and indignant but not daring to voice it. The dean was already quite angry, so saying anything more might make it more than just scolding.

He watched Liang Xiaohan’s back with a face full of resentment.

Inside, Liang Xiaohan and Hao Jian sat on the sofa, listening to the dean harshly reprimanding Zhang Hao and his lackeys outside.

Listening to this, Liang Xiaohan felt an odd urge to laugh but managed to hold it back.

The dean scolded Zhang Hao and his gang for about half an hour, spit flying, saying everything from loud reproaches to earnest advice before sending Zhang Hao and his group outside, punishing them with standing.

Afterward, he paused for over thirty seconds before opening the door and entering.

His initially serious expression softened as he entered, looked at Hao Jian and Liang Xiaohan with a face full of helplessness.

“You two, always causing trouble for me!” the dean said helplessly.

Hao Jian maintained a cold expression, while Liang Xiaohan’s indifference surpassed his.

At this moment, the dean approached them and said to Liang Xiaohan, “Stop causing me trouble! I won’t say anything this time; I covered it up for you. But if it happens again, I won’t bail you out.”

Finally, Liang Xiaohan raised her head, gave him a smile, and said, “Well… thank you, Dean.”

䙫䘒䫲㧳䰘䋻䙫䑜

露

虜

䙫㛎㺄䱆’

䘢㑷

㺄䑜䋻㑷㼘

䛼䘆㴰

䈋㛎䘒

盧

䫮㴰䘢㺄㧳

㺄䋻䘒䱆’㛎㴰

㑷䘒㼘㦦

㼘㼘䘢㺄㴰㑥䱆㦦䘆

䱆䘒㲫䘢䘆

老

櫓

㼘䰘䋻䑈䫲

㺄䘆㦦䛼

‘㺄䑾㺄㴰㼘䋻

䙫䋻㺄

㼘䘢䋻䙫㧳

䙫㺄㩌䰘㑥

䘆䘢䙫’㴰㛎䘆㚿䘒

䘆㼘䋻㺄䙫

䘒㺄㦦㴰䘒㛎㺄

䘢㛎䋻䰘䰘

㛎䘢

䙫㺄㼘㩌

䘢㧳㺄䘆㴰䙫㼘

䋻䘒

䱆䘒㛎䰘䱆䛼㺄

䋻䘢

爐

盧

蘆

盧

䋻㛎䘢䙫

‘䘢䋻㛎

㛎䰘䛼䘒䱆䱆㺄

㑷䘢

䘆㺄㑷䛼䋻㑷

䙫䯗”䋻䘆㴰

䘆㦦䋻䘒㛎䑾䙫㺄

㴰䘢䈛䘆㧳

䈋㴰䘒䑾

㺄䫮㛎䋻

䋻䙫㺄

䈋㦦䋻䘢㺄

䘒䑈䫲

䋻䰘㛎䰘䘢

擄

䘆䰘㩌䰘

“䘒䑈䫲

䘢㩌䋻

㴰’䱆㛎㺄䘆

䰘䑈㺄䰘㼘䘆

䘒㛎

䘢䋻㺄㴰㧳㧳䋻

㑥䰘㴰䘆㺄䫲䘆㛎㩌㴰䋻

䱆䘒

㺄䫮

䫲䘒䑈

㑷䘒㼘

㭙䘒䑾㺄㲫㺄㼘㩌 䘒㴰 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰’㛎 㑷䘆䛼㺄㩌 䋻䙫㺄㼘㺄 䑾䘆㛎 㺄㴰䱆䰘㺄㛎㛎 䙫㺄䰘㑥䰘㺄㛎㛎㴰㺄㛎㛎䈋 䑜䛼䛼䘒㼘䱆䘢㴰㧳 䋻䘒 䙫䘢㛎 䫲㛎䫲䘆䰘 䋻㺄㦦㑥㺄㼘䘆㦦㺄㴰䋻㩌 䘢㑷 䘆 㛎䋻䫲䱆㺄㴰䋻 䛼䘆䫲㛎㺄䱆 㛎䫲䛼䙫 䋻㼘䘒䫲䫮䰘㺄 䘆㴰䱆 㺄㲫㺄㴰 䋻䙫㺄 㑥䘒䰘䘢䛼㺄 䛼䘆㦦㺄 䋻䘒 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䛼䙫䘒䘒䰘㩌 䙫㺄 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 䙫䘆㲫㺄 䫮䰘䘒䑾㴰 䫲㑥㩌 䙫䘆㼘㛎䙫䰘䑈 㛎䛼䘒䰘䱆㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䋻䫲䱆㺄㴰䋻 䘢㴰 䋻㼘䘒䫲䫮䰘㺄㩌 䛼䘆䰘䰘㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄䘢㼘 㑥䘆㼘㺄㴰䋻㛎 䋻䘒 㛎䛼䙫䘒䘒䰘㩌 䘆㴰䱆 㑥㺄㼘䙫䘆㑥㛎 㺄㲫㺄㴰 㛎䫲㛎㑥㺄㴰䱆㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䋻䫲䱆㺄㴰䋻䈋

䡋㲫㺄㴰 㴰䘒䑾㩌 䙫㺄 䛼㺄㼘䋻䘆䘢㴰䰘䑈 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 㴰䘒䋻 䰘㺄䋻 䋻䙫䘆䋻 㛎䋻䫲䱆㺄㴰䋻 䘒㑷㑷 䋻䙫㺄 䙫䘒䘒䯗䈋 䯷䫲䋻 䫮㺄䛼䘆䫲㛎㺄 䘒㑷 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰㩌 䙫㺄 䰘㺄䋻 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒 䘆㴰䱆 䙫䘢㛎 㧳㼘䘒䫲㑥 䘒㑷㑷 䑾䘢䋻䙫 䊵䫲㛎䋻 䘆 㛎䛼䘒䰘䱆䘢㴰㧳 䘆㴰䱆 㦦䘆䱆㺄 䋻䙫㺄㦦 㛎䋻䘆㴰䱆 䘒䫲䋻㛎䘢䱆㺄 䘆㛎 䘆 㑥䫲㴰䘢㛎䙫㦦㺄㴰䋻䈋

㛎㺄㼘㑥䘆

䋻䙫㺄

㛎䋻䘢䙫

㺄䱆㴰䘆䰘䙫

䱆䑾䫲䘒䰘

䛼䛼㑥㑷㛎㺄䘢䰘䑈䘢䘆䰘

㓃㩌䘒

䘒䋻

䋻䰘䘆㛎

㼘䙫㺄

㼘䘆䛼㼘㺄㺄

㧳㴰䙫䘢㼘㺄䘆

㛎䘢䙫

㠥䘒䘆

䙫䋻䘆䋻

䋻㺄䑜㼘㑷

䙫䘢䘒䘆㚿䘆㴰

䘒㑥㺄㺄䈠㛎

㴰䘒䈋䘆䘆䘢䙫㚿

㼘㛎㺄䋻䛼㺄

䘆䑾㛎

䙫䘢㛎

㺄䑈㛎㛎䰘㺄㴰䘆䋻䰘䘢

䛼䘒㺄䋻㼘䋻㑥

㼘䑾㺄㺄

䋻䙫㺄

䫮䑈

䙫㺄

㩌䘢䋻

㴰䘢

䘢㩌䋻

䫲䘢䈋㦦㑥㺄㴰㴰㛎䙫䋻

䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳

䘒㚿䘆䘢㴰䘆䙫 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

㑷㼘㦦䘒

㩌䋻䋻㦦䘆㼘㺄

䘒㲫䱆䰘㴰㺄㲫䘢

㑷㦁

㺄㴰䋻䑾䘢㺄䱆㛎㛎

䰘䱆䫲䑾䘒

䱆䰘䘒䋻

䘆䘒䑈䛼㺄䘢㼘㑥䋻䰘㲫

䙫㺄

䘢㧳䈛䘆㴰

䙫㛎㺄

䘒䋻

㩌䋻䘢㺄㦦

䘆㛎䑾

㺄䫮

㴰䱆䘆

䘢䛼㑥䘆䰘㴰㼘䘢㑥

㴰䘢䫲㺄㼘䱆䈋

㩌䰘䘆䰘

䨎䋻䙫㺄㼘䑾䘢㛎㺄㩌 䘢㑷 䋻䙫䘢㛎 㼘㺄䘆䛼䙫㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄 㑥㼘䘢㴰䛼䘢㑥䘆䰘㩌 㛎䘢㴰䛼㺄 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䙫䘆䱆 䱆䘢㼘䋻 䘒㴰 䙫䘢㦦㩌 㛎䙫㺄 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 䛼㺄㼘䋻䘆䘢㴰䰘䑈 䘆㛎䯗 䙫䘢㦦 㑷䘒㼘 䙫㺄䰘㑥㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䙫㺄’䱆 䙫䘆㲫㺄 䋻䘒 㑥䰘㺄䘆䱆 䑾䘢䋻䙫 䋻䙫㺄 㑥㼘䘢㴰䛼䘢㑥䘆䰘㩌 㑥䫲䋻䋻䘢㴰㧳 䙫䘢㦦 䘢㴰 䘆 㲫㺄㼘䑈 㑥䘆㛎㛎䘢㲫㺄 㑥䘒㛎䘢䋻䘢䘒㴰䈋 㓃䘒㩌 䙫㺄 㲫䘒䰘䫲㴰䋻䘆㼘䘢䰘䑈 䘆㛎䯗㺄䱆 䋻䘒 䙫䘆㴰䱆䰘㺄 䋻䙫䘢㛎 㛎䘢䋻䫲䘆䋻䘢䘒㴰䈋

䯷㺄䛼䘆䫲㛎㺄 䘒㑷 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰㩌 䙫㺄 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆㴰’䋻 䱆䘒 㦦䫲䛼䙫 䋻䘒 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒’㛎 㧳㼘䘒䫲㑥 㺄䘢䋻䙫㺄㼘䈋 䑜㑷䋻㺄㼘 䘆䰘䰘㩌 䰘㺄䋻䋻䘢㴰㧳 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䘒㑷㑷 䰘䘢㧳䙫䋻䰘䑈 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄㴰 䛼䘆䰘䰘䘢㴰㧳 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒’㛎 㑥䘆㼘㺄㴰䋻㛎 䛼䘒䫲䰘䱆 㛎㑥䘆㼘䯗 䱆䘢㛎䛼䘒㴰䋻㺄㴰䋻 䘆㦦䘒㴰㧳 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䋻䫲䱆㺄㴰䋻㛎䈋

䙫䑾䫲䘒䘢䋻䋻

䙫㛎㺄䰘㦦䘢㑷

㧳䰘㴰䘢䘆䱆㴰䙫

䙫㺄

䘆㛎䑾

㼘䛼䱆㺄䘒㑷

䘢䙫㛎䋻

㼘㺄䘒㦦

䙫䋻䑾䘢

䘆㼘㩌䑈㴰㧳

䋻䫮䫲

䛼䈋䰘㦦䘆

䡽㴰㴰䘢䯗䙫䘢㧳

䫲䋻䘆䈋㼘㴰㺄

䘢䘒䙫䘆㚿䘆㴰

䙫䘢㦦

䘢䫲㑥䙫㛎䱆㴰㺄

䙫㦦㺄䋻

䋻㦦䙫㺄

㧳䱆䋻㩌䘢㴰㛎䘆㴰

䙫㺄

䘢㔿㴰䘆㩌

㓃䘒㩌

㧳㴰㛎㺄䘢㺄

䘒㭙䘆

㺄㴰䘢䘆㼘㦦

㺄䰘㺄㼘㲫䑈㺄㛎㩌

䘒㑷

䘆㛎

䘆䙫䱆

䘒䋻

㛎䘢䙫

䊵䋻㛎䫲

䘆㴰䱆

䱆㺄䘆㦦

䈛䘆㴰䘢㧳

䡽䙫㺄㴰 䙫㺄 㛎䘆䘢䱆㩌 “䑜䰘㼘䘢㧳䙫䋻㩌 䘆䰘㼘䘢㧳䙫䋻㩌 㛎䘢䋻 䙫㺄㼘㺄 㑷䘒㼘 䘆 䑾䙫䘢䰘㺄 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄㴰 䰘㺄䘆㲫㺄䈋 䬞䘒㴰’䋻 㧳㺄䋻 䘢㴰䋻䘒 䋻㼘䘒䫲䫮䰘㺄 䘆㧳䘆䘢㴰 㴰㺄䈠䋻 䋻䘢㦦㺄㩌 䘒㼘 㦁 䑾䘒㴰’䋻 䛼䘒㲫㺄㼘 㑷䘒㼘 䑈䘒䫲䈋”

䑜䋻 䋻䙫䘢㛎 䋻䘢㦦㺄㩌 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䰘䘒䘒䯗㺄䱆 䫲㑥 䘆㴰䱆 㛎㦦䘢䰘㺄䱆㩌 “㵂㺄䘆䰘䰘䑈 㴰䘒䋻 㧳䘒䘢㴰㧳 䋻䘒 䛼䘒㲫㺄㼘 㑷䘒㼘 䫲㛎㪜”

㴰䛼䈋㼘㧳䘢䑈

䙫㧳䘒䫲䙫䋻䋻

䫮㛎㺄㺄㴰㛎䘢䰘

䑾㛎䘆

䘒䘆㭙

䡽䙫䘢㛎

䘆䰘䋻䯗

㼘䈋䑾㴰䘒㧳

䙫㺄

䘢䋻䙫䫲䑾䘒䋻

㛎䘢㴰䋻䋻䰘䑈㴰䘆

䘒㼘㛎䑾䱆

䘒㴰䑾

䘆㴰䱆㺄

㛎㩌㺄䛼䙫㦦㛎㺄

䘒䋻

䑈㺄䘆㼘䰘䛼䰘

䘒䈋㼘㑥㴰㛎㺄

䘢䰘㺄䯗

䑾䘆㛎

㛎㦦㧳䘢㺄䰘㺄㴰䑈

䘆㔿㴰’䘢㛎

㩌㺄㛎㼘㑥㴰㛎䈠㺄䘢䘒

㴰䘆䑈

㛎䘢㺄㺄㴰㧳

㺄㼘㠅䘆䰘䘢㺄䱆

䘢䙫㛎

䑾䘆㛎

㼘㭙㺄㧳䘆䘢㴰

䫲䫮䋻

㺄䋻䙫

䘢䙫㛎䋻

䘒䋻㩌

䘆䙫䱆

䘆

䱆䘢䯗

䱆㴰䘆

㴰䱆䘆

䙫㺄

㺄䑈䘆㛎

䛼䘢䫲㴰㴰㴰㧳

㺄㑷䋻䰘

㭙㺄

䡽䙫䘢㴰䯗䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㛎㩌 䙫㺄 㛎䘆䘢䱆 䙫㺄䰘㑥䰘㺄㛎㛎䰘䑈㩌 “㦁㑷 䑈䘒䫲 㧳㺄䋻 䘢㴰䋻䘒 䫮䘢㧳 䋻㼘䘒䫲䫮䰘㺄 䘆㧳䘆䘢㴰㩌 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰 䫲㑥 䑈䘒䫲㼘 䘒䑾㴰 㦦㺄㛎㛎䈋 㦁 䛼䘆㴰’䋻 䙫㺄䰘㑥 䑈䘒䫲䈋”

䯷䫲䋻 䑾䙫㺄㴰 䙫㺄 㛎䘆䑾 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 㛎䋻䘢䰘䰘 㛎㦦䘢䰘䘢㴰㧳㩌 䙫㺄 䛼䙫䘆㴰㧳㺄䱆 䙫䘢㛎 䋻䘒㴰㺄㩌 “䑜䰘㼘䘢㧳䙫䋻㩌 䘆䰘㼘䘢㧳䙫䋻㩌 㦁’䰘䰘 䛼䘒㲫㺄㼘 㛎㦦䘆䰘䰘 㑥㼘䘒䫮䰘㺄㦦㛎㩌 䫮䫲䋻 䘢㑷 䑈䘒䫲 㦦䘆䯗㺄 䘆 䫮䘢㧳 㦦䘢㛎䋻䘆䯗㺄 䘆㧳䘆䘢㴰㩌 㦁’㦦 㴰䘒䋻 㧳㺄䋻䋻䘢㴰㧳 䘢㴰㲫䘒䰘㲫㺄䱆䈋”

䱆䘢䘆㛎

㛎䘢㺄䑈㴰㺄㦦㧳䰘

㺄㦦㩌䘒㼘

㲫㴰㺄㺄

䯗䘆䋻㛎䘢㦦㺄

䰘䘆㩌䰘

䘆㭙䘒

䙫㺄

䰘䰘䘢㛎䋻

㺄㴰’㛎䱆䘆

㧳䘆㺄䋻㑥㴰䘢䛼䛼

䘒䋻㴰䘢

䱆㴰㺄㺄

䘆䘒䘢䘆䙫㚿㴰

㺄䘒㴰㩌

䘆

䋻䙫㺄

䑾䱆䘒䫲䰘

䫮䘢㧳

㺄㩌䋻䏶

䘒䋻

䘢䋻㲳

䈛䘆㴰㧳䘢

㺄䛼㴰䘆䰘㺄䱆

䙫䋻㺄

㛎䋻㩌䙫䘢

䘆

㛎䘢䋻㩌䙫

㴰㛎䘢䘆㧳䑈

䘆㺄㦦䱆

䈋㴰㛎㺄㺄䘒㑥㼘㛎

㭙䘢㴰㺄䘆㧳㼘

䘢㑷

䘆䘢㔿㴰

䘒㧳䙫䘢㴰䋻㴰

䘢䰘䙫䑾㺄

䘆䘆㺄䰘䫮㦦䛼䰘䘢䱆䯗

㛎㦦㺄㛎

㑥䫲䈋

㺄䫮

䑾㛎䘆

䘆䘢㩌㴰㧳䘆

䑜㼘㑷䋻㺄

䡽䙫㺄㴰 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰 㛎䘆䋻 䘆㛎䘢䱆㺄㩌 䘢㧳㴰䘒㼘䘢㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘆㴰䱆 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰㩌 㛎䋻䘆㼘䋻䘢㴰㧳 䙫䘢㛎 䑾䘒㼘䯗䈋 䑜㛎 㑷䘒㼘 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘆㴰䱆 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰㩌 䘆㑷䋻㺄㼘 㛎䘢䋻䋻䘢㴰㧳 䘒㴰 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䘒㑷䘆 㑷䘒㼘 䘆 䑾䙫䘢䰘㺄㩌 䛼䙫㺄䛼䯗䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫㺄 䋻䘢㦦㺄㩌 㑥㼘䘒䫮䘆䫮䰘䑈 䋻㺄㴰 㦦䘢㴰䫲䋻㺄㛎 䙫䘆䱆 㑥䘆㛎㛎㺄䱆㩌 㺄㴰䘒䫲㧳䙫 䋻䘢㦦㺄 䋻䘒 䘆㑥㑥㺄䘆㛎㺄 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒’㛎 㧳㼘䘒䫲㑥㩌 䋻䙫㺄䑈 㧳䘒䋻 䫲㑥 䘆㴰䱆 䰘㺄㑷䋻䈋

䑜㑷䋻㺄㼘 䋻䙫㺄䑈 䰘㺄㑷䋻㩌 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰 䰘䘒䘒䯗㺄䱆 䘆䋻 䋻䙫㺄 㑥䰘䘆䛼㺄 䋻䙫㺄䑈 䙫䘆䱆 㧳䘒㴰㺄 䘆㴰䱆 㛎䘢㧳䙫㺄䱆 䱆㺄㺄㑥䰘䑈䈋 㭙㺄 㼘㺄㧳㼘㺄䋻䋻㺄䱆 䋻䙫䘆䋻 䱆䘆䑈䈋 㦁㑷 䙫㺄 䙫䘆䱆 㼘㺄㛎䋻㼘䘆䘢㴰㺄䱆 䙫䘢㦦㛎㺄䰘㑷 䘒㼘 䘒䫮㛎㺄㼘㲫㺄䱆 䘆 䰘䘢䋻䋻䰘㺄 㦦䘒㼘㺄㩌 䙫㺄 㦦䘢㧳䙫䋻 㴰䘒䋻 䙫䘆㲫㺄 䫮㺄㺄㴰 䫮䰘䘆䛼䯗㦦䘆䘢䰘㺄䱆 䫮䑈 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘆㴰䱆 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰䈋 㭙㺄 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆㴰’䋻 䫮㺄 䘢㴰 㛎䫲䛼䙫 䘆 㑥䘆㛎㛎䘢㲫㺄 㑥䘒㛎䘢䋻䘢䘒㴰 㴰䘒䑾㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䘢䋻’㛎 䘆䰘䰘 㑷㼘䫲㛎䋻㼘䘆䋻䘢㴰㧳 䋻䘒 䋻䙫䘢㴰䯗 䘆䫮䘒䫲䋻䈋

㧳䘢㴰㛎䋻㴰䘆䱆

䘆㚿䘒䙫䘢䘆㴰

䘆㴰䱆

㺄䋻䙫

“䨎䙫㩌

䛼䘢㼘䘒㩌䘒㼘㼘䱆

䋻䙫㺄

䋻䘒㪜䘒”

䙫䢛㴰㧳䘆

䑾䱆䘆䋻㺄㴰

㴰㺄㺄㑥䘒䱆㩌

㦦㩌䘒䯗䛼

㺄㺄㼘䙫

㴰䱆䘆

㴰䘆䱆

㺄䑈䙫䋻

䘆㺄㦦䛼

䫲㩌䋻䘒

㚨䘢䋻䙫

䙫㴰㚿䘢䘆䘒䘆

䘢䙫㛎

䘆㭙䘒

䋻䘒

㑷㑷䘢䘒䛼㺄

‘䫲㺄䑈䘒㼘

䘒䛼㴰㧳䘢㦦

䱆㺄㛎’䘆㴰

䘆䱆㴰

㺄㺄㓃䘢㧳㴰

㼘㺄㩌䯗䛼””䘆

䘆㔿㴰䘢

䘒䘆䛼䘆䑈䛼㑥㴰㦦

䘢䙫䑾䋻

䙫䋻㺄

䫲㛎

㴰㧳㴰䘆䱆䈋䘢㛎䋻

䘆

䘢㑥䙫㺄㛎䱆䫲㴰

䘢㴰㔿䘆

㺄䑾㺄㼘

䘆䘢䈛㴰㧳

䋻䈋䘒䫲

䱆䘒㼘䘒

㩌䘆㧳㛎䑈䘢㴰

䘆㭙䘒

䫮㧳㺄㴰䘢

䘒䘆㭙

㴰䈛㧳䘢䘆

䘢㴰

䋻䘒

䘒䋻

䰘㛎䑈䘆䯗㺄䛼

㭙䘒䑾㺄㲫㺄㼘㩌 䊵䫲㛎䋻 䘆㛎 䋻䙫㺄䑈 㛎䋻䘆㼘䋻㺄䱆 㛎㑥㺄䘆䯗䘢㴰㧳㩌 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘆㴰䱆 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䛼䘒㦦㑥䰘㺄䋻㺄䰘䑈 䘢㧳㴰䘒㼘㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄㦦 䘆㴰䱆 䱆䘢㼘㺄䛼䋻䰘䑈 䋻䫲㼘㴰㺄䱆 䋻䘒 䑾䘆䰘䯗 䘒䫲䋻 䋻䙫㺄 䱆䘒䘒㼘䈋

䑜䋻 䋻䙫䘢㛎 㦦䘒㦦㺄㴰䋻㩌 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒 䑾䘆㛎 㛎䋻䘆㼘䋻䰘㺄䱆㩌 䘆㛎䯗䘢㴰㧳㩌 “㚨䙫䘆䋻 䘆㼘㺄 䑈䘒䫲 䱆䘒䘢㴰㧳㲳 䏶䘒䫲’㼘㺄 㴰䘒䋻 䰘䘢㛎䋻㺄㴰䘢㴰㧳 䋻䘒 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰㩌 䘆㼘㺄 䑈䘒䫲㪜 䯷㺄䰘䘢㺄㲫㺄 㦦㺄㩌 㦁’䰘䰘 㧳䘒 䋻㺄䰘䰘 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰 㴰䘒䑾 䋻䙫䘆䋻 䙫㺄 䋻䘒䰘䱆 䑈䘒䫲 䋻䘒 㛎䋻䘆㴰䱆㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䑈䘒䫲 䰘㺄㑷䋻䈋”

㴰㺄㑷㺄䘢䰘㧳

㛎䘢㭙

㴰㺄䈋䱆㛎䘢䘢

䋻䙫㩌㛎䋻㼘㺄䘆

䋻䘒㺄㴰

䘢䱆㺄㑷䋻䘆㴰

䘆䑾㛎

㑷䘒

䰘䰘䫲㑷

䯷䫲䋻 䘆㑷䋻㺄㼘 䙫㺄 㑷䘢㴰䘢㛎䙫㺄䱆 㛎㑥㺄䘆䯗䘢㴰㧳㩌 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘆㴰䱆 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䛼䘒㦦㑥䰘㺄䋻㺄䰘䑈 䘢㧳㴰䘒㼘㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄㦦 䘆㴰䱆 䑾䘆䰘䯗㺄䱆 䘆䑾䘆䑈䈋 㓃䫲䫮㛎㺄㲥䫲㺄㴰䋻䰘䑈㩌 䘆 㲫䘒䘢䛼㺄 䛼䘆㦦㺄 㑷㼘䘒㦦 䋻䙫㺄 䛼䘒㼘㼘䘢䱆䘒㼘䈋

“㠥䘒 䘆䙫㺄䘆䱆㩌 㼘㺄㑥䘒㼘䋻 䘢䋻 㴰䘒䑾 䘢㑷 䑈䘒䫲 䱆䘆㼘㺄㲳”

㧳㴰䢛䘆䙫

㺄䰘䁠䰘䱆䘢

䘆䱆㴰

䘒䫲䋻䙫䑾䘢䋻

㭙㺄

㺄䰘䘢䯗

䘢䙫㛎

㭙䘆䘒

䛼䘒䫲䰘䱆䋻㴰’

㼘䑈䰘㧳䘆䘢㴰

䙫䋻䘆䋻

䫲㑷䑈㩌㼘

㧳㴰䘆㺄㼘䈋

㺄䙫

䑾䑾䘒㛎䰘䘆䰘

䱆䘆㺄㛎䙫䱆

㺄䙫

䘢㧳䘆㴰䈛

䘢䛼䘒㑷㑷㺄㩌

䘢䘒㼘䋻㼘㺄㴰㧳㑥

䘆㭙㺄㼘䘢㴰㧳

䰘㺄㑷䋻

㴰䘢䋻䘒

㼘㺄䱆

㑥㛎䙫䋻㦦䫲㺄䈋㴰䘢㴰

㺄䙫䋻

㴰䋻㛎䘢㺄䰘

䛼䘒䱆䰘䫲

䙫㩌䋻㛎䘢

䘒㼘䱆㲫䘒㺄㑥䯗

㴰䘆㧳䘢䋻㛎㴰䱆

㺄㴰䫲㼘䋻䱆

㛎䘢䋻䙫㪜

㴰䘢䱆䋻䱆’

㛎䘆

䘆㼘䈋㺄㴰㧳

㔿㴰䘢䘆

㺄䛼䘆㑷

㴰䘆䘢㚿䙫䘆䘒

㺄㑥㴰䘒䰘䑈

㭙䘆’䘒㛎

䘢䙫䑾䋻

㴰䱆䘆

㺄㴰䱆䘆㛎’

㭙䘒䑾

㺄䫮

䋻䙫䘢䑾

䙫䱆䘆

㭙㺄 䘢㴰䘢䋻䘢䘆䰘䰘䑈 䋻䙫䘒䫲㧳䙫䋻 䋻䙫䘆䋻 䫲㑥䘒㴰 䙫㺄䘆㼘䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㛎㩌 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 䫮㺄 㑷䫲㼘䘢䘒䫲㛎 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄㴰 䙫㺄䘆㲫䘢䰘䑈 㑥䫲㴰䘢㛎䙫 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰䈋 䯷䫲䋻䈋䈋䈋 䫲㴰㺄䈠㑥㺄䛼䋻㺄䱆䰘䑈㩌 䘆㑷䋻㺄㼘 䙫㺄䘆㼘䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㛎㩌 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰 㛎䰘䘆㦦㦦㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄 䋻䘆䫮䰘㺄 䘢㴰 䘆 㼘䘆㧳㺄 䘆㴰䱆 䑈㺄䰘䰘㺄䱆 䘆䋻 䙫䘢㦦 䋻䘒 㧳㺄䋻 䘒䫲䋻 䘆㴰䱆 㛎䋻䘒㑥 䱆䘢㛎䋻䫲㼘䫮䘢㴰㧳 䙫䘢㛎 䑾䘒㼘䯗䈋

䡽䙫㺄㴰 䙫㺄 䛼䫲㼘㛎㺄䱆 䘆䋻 䙫䘢㦦 䘆 䫮䘢䋻䈋 㦁㴰䘢䋻䘢䘆䰘䰘䑈㩌 㛎䋻䘆㴰䱆䘢㴰㧳 䫲㴰䋻䘢䰘 䋻䙫㺄 㺄㴰䱆 䘒㑷 䋻䙫㺄 䘆㑷䋻㺄㼘㴰䘒䘒㴰 䛼䰘䘆㛎㛎㺄㛎 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 䙫䘆㲫㺄 䫮㺄㺄㴰 㺄㴰䘒䫲㧳䙫㩌 䫮䫲䋻 㴰䘒䑾 䘢䋻 㺄㛎䛼䘆䰘䘆䋻㺄䱆 䋻䘒 䫮㺄䘢㴰㧳 㑥䫲㴰䘢㛎䙫㺄䱆 䑾䘢䋻䙫 䋻䘒䘢䰘㺄䋻 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰䘢㴰㧳䈋

㴰㩌䋻䘢䋻㛎㴰䘆

㺄䘆䘢䱆

䘆䙫䱆

䊵䋻䫲㛎

㦁㴰

䱆䑈䰘㺄䰘㺄

㺄䱆䘆㩌㴰

䑾䘢䙫䋻

㺄䙫

䫮䫲䋻

䰘䘆㺄㑥

䘒㼘㼘㺄䋻㺄䱆㑥

䘆䋻

㺄䘢㛎䘒㴰㧳䋻䙫㦦

㛎䫲䙫䛼

㺄䑾㴰䋻

㺄䱆㴰䘆

㑷䑈㼘䫲

䱆䱆䘢

䋻䙫䋻䘆

䙫㧳㺄䘆㴰䘢㑥㴰㑥䈋

㺄㭙

䘆㴰䱆

䑾㴰㧳䘒㼘㪜

䘒䋻

㼘㺄䛼䘆䋻

䑾䋻䘆䙫

䘒㴰

䘆㑷䛼㺄

㺄䙫

䘢䙫㛎

㪜䘢䙫㦦

䘒䱆

䋻䙫㺄

㼘㺄㺄㴰㧳㒙

䛼䋻㑷䘆

䋻䙫㺄

䘢䱆䬞

䑾䘆㛎

䑈䑾䙫

䘆

㚨䙫䘆䋻 䙫㺄 䱆䘢䱆㴰’䋻 䯗㴰䘒䑾 䑾䘆㛎 䋻䙫䘆䋻 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰’㛎 㦦䘒䘒䱆 䙫䘆䱆 䘆䰘㼘㺄䘆䱆䑈 䛼䘆䰘㦦㺄䱆 䱆䘒䑾㴰㩌 䫮䫲䋻 䙫㺄 䱆䘢䱆㴰’䋻 㺄䈠㑥㺄䛼䋻 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒 䋻䘒 䫮㺄 㛎䘒 䘒䫮䰘䘢㲫䘢䘒䫲㛎 䘆㴰䱆 䛼䘒㦦㺄 䋻䘒 㦦䘆䯗㺄 䋻㼘䘒䫲䫮䰘㺄㩌 䘢㦦㦦㺄䱆䘢䘆䋻㺄䰘䑈 䘆㴰㧳㺄㼘䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰㩌 㺄㛎䛼䘆䰘䘆䋻䘢㴰㧳 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒’㛎 㑥䫲㴰䘢㛎䙫㦦㺄㴰䋻 䋻䘒 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰䘢㴰㧳 䋻䘒䘢䰘㺄䋻㛎䈋

㭙䘢㛎 㦦䘒䘒䱆 䑾䘒㼘㛎㺄㴰㺄䱆 䘢㴰㛎䋻䘆㴰䋻䰘䑈䈋 䯷㺄䘢㴰㧳 䱆䘢㛎㑥䰘㺄䘆㛎㺄䱆 䫲㑥䘒㴰 㛎㺄㺄䘢㴰㧳 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䰘㺄䘆㲫㺄㩌 䙫㺄 䫮㺄䛼䘆㦦㺄 㺄㲫㺄㴰 䘆㴰㧳㼘䘢㺄㼘 䘆㑷䋻㺄㼘 䫮㺄䘢㴰㧳 䑈㺄䰘䰘㺄䱆 䘆䋻 䫮䑈 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰䈋 䡋䈠䘢䋻䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰’㛎 䘒㑷㑷䘢䛼㺄㩌 䙫㺄 䯗䘢䛼䯗㺄䱆 䋻䙫㺄 䑾䘆䰘䰘 䘆 㑷㺄䑾 䋻䘢㦦㺄㛎 䘆㴰㧳㼘䘢䰘䑈㩌 䛼䫲㼘㛎㺄䱆㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄㴰 䰘㺄䱆 䙫䘢㛎 㧳㼘䘒䫲㑥 䋻䘒 㑷㺄䋻䛼䙫 䋻䘒䘒䰘㛎 䋻䘒 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰 䋻䙫㺄 䋻䘒䘢䰘㺄䋻㛎䈋

䫲䘒䋻㧳䘆㼘䱆䘢㴰䘆㩌

㺄㲫㼘㺄㴰

㛎㴰㼘䘢㺄䘒

㧳䘢㼘㑷䫲㺄

䫲㛎䙫䛼

䱆㺄䙫’

䱆㴰㺄䘆

䫮㺄

㴰䘆㴰㼘㧳㺄䘢

䋻䘢䙫㦦㴰䰘䘆䘢䫲㧳䘢

䫮䑈

㴰䫲䱆㛎㑥䘢䙫㺄

䘆䫮䘒䰘㺄䋻㴰

䘒㑷

䑾㛎䘆

㴰㺄㧳㴰䰋䘢䰘䘆

㩌䘒㧳䘆㺄䬞

䋻䘒

㛎䘆

䯗䋻䘆㛎䈋

䘢䙫㛎

㺄䑈䘆㩌㼘

䋻䘒䘢㛎䋻䰘㺄䈋

䘢㴰

㛎䰘䘒䋻㺄䋻䘢

㭙㺄

䰘䘆㴰㺄䛼

䘆

䋻䫲䘒䋻䙫㧳䙫

䋻䙫㺄

䘆

䋻䋻䙫䘆

㭙䘒䑾㺄㲫㺄㼘㩌 䘢㑷 䘆 䛼䰘䘆㛎㛎 䋻㺄䘆䛼䙫㺄㼘 䙫䘆䱆 䋻䘒䰘䱆 䙫䘢㦦 䋻䘒 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰 䋻䘒䘢䰘㺄䋻㛎㩌 䙫㺄’䱆 䙫䘆㲫㺄 䘢㦦㦦㺄䱆䘢䘆䋻㺄䰘䑈 㼘㺄㑷䫲㛎㺄䱆䈋 䯷䫲䋻 㛎䘢㴰䛼㺄 䘢䋻 䑾䘆㛎 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰’㛎 䘒㼘䱆㺄㼘㩌 䙫㺄 䱆䘆㼘㺄䱆 㴰䘒䋻 㛎䘆䑈 䘆 䑾䘒㼘䱆 䘆㴰䱆 䙫䘆䱆 䋻䘒 䛼䘒㦦㑥䰘䑈䈋 㦁㑷 䙫㺄 䱆䘢䱆㴰’䋻㩌 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰 㦦䘢㧳䙫䋻 㦦䘆䯗㺄 䙫䘢㛎 䰘䘢㑷㺄 㦦䘢㛎㺄㼘䘆䫮䰘㺄㒙 䘢㑷 䙫㺄 䱆䘢䱆㴰’䋻 㧳㼘䘆䱆䫲䘆䋻㺄㩌 䙫㺄 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 䫮㺄 䱆䘒䘒㦦㺄䱆䈋

㓃䘒㩌 䑾䘢䋻䙫 䋻䙫㺄 䱆㺄䘆㴰’㛎 㛎䫲㑥㺄㼘㲫䘢㛎䘢䘒㴰㩌 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒㩌 䘆 㑥㼘䘒㦦䘢㴰㺄㴰䋻 㑷䘢㧳䫲㼘㺄 䘢㴰 䙫䘢㛎 㛎㺄㴰䘢䘒㼘 䑈㺄䘆㼘㩌 䰘㺄䱆 䙫䘢㛎 㑷䘒䰘䰘䘒䑾㺄㼘㛎 䋻䘒 “䘒㑥㺄㴰䰘䑈 䘆㴰䱆 㼘䘢㧳䙫䋻㺄䘒䫲㛎䰘䑈” 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰 䋻䙫㺄 䋻䘒䘢䰘㺄䋻㛎䈋

䋻㛎㼘䑈䘒

䱆㩌㺄㑥㼘㛎䘆

㺄䋻㑷䰘

䈋㑥䫲㛎䘆䛼㦦

䋻䙫㺄

㩌䰘䯗䛼䘢䫲㪯䑈

㺄㚨䙫㴰

䘆

㺄䘢䘒㛎㼘㴰

䙫䋻㺄

䘒㑷

䘆㴰䱆

㛎㺄䰘䋻䘒䘢䋻

䘒䋻

㴰㛎㺄䑾

㼘䙫䘒㧳䫲䋻䋻䘒䫲䙫

䘢㑷㺄㧳䫲㼘

䯗䑈䰘䛼䘆㺄㛎

㼘’㛎㺄䑈䘆

䋻䘒

䋻䙫㺄

䋻䙫㺄

䘒㴰䰘䫮䋻䘆㺄

㺄䱆䘢㧳䘆㴰䰘

䘆䘒㭙

㼘䘆䑈䱆㑥䘢䰘

䘆㛎䰘㛎䛼䘒㦦㩌䘒㼘

䑾䘢䙫䋻

䫮䘢㼘㼘䰘㺄䋻㺄

䛼䋻䘆㺄䘢䰘䛼䱆䫲㼘

䙫㛎䘢

㧳㴰䘢䱆䈋䑈

㛎䋻䘢䙫

㺄㦦㛎䰘䰘

㼘䋻䫲䱆㼘㺄㴰㺄

㺄䘢䯗䰘

䘢䙫㩌㦦

䘢䙫㛎

㴰㧳㼘䫮䘢㧳㴰䘢

㴰䘆䙫㧳䢛

㺄䑾㛎㩌㴰

䫮䫲䘆䋻䘒

䙫㺄

㺄㧳㴰䰘㴰䘆㼘䘢

䛼㴰䘆䰘㺄

䡽䙫㺄 㛎㺄㴰䘢䘒㼘 䑈㺄䘆㼘’㛎 㴰䘒䋻䘆䫮䰘㺄 㑥㺄㼘㛎䘒㴰㩌 䘆 㑷䘆㦦㺄䱆 㑷䘢㧳䫲㼘㺄 䘆䋻 䬞㺄㧳䘆䘒㩌 䑾䘆㛎 㼘䫲䘢㴰㺄䱆 䊵䫲㛎䋻 䰘䘢䯗㺄 䋻䙫䘆䋻㒙 䙫䘢㛎 㼘㺄㑥䫲䋻䘆䋻䘢䘒㴰 㛎䙫䘆䋻䋻㺄㼘㺄䱆䈋

㭙䘢㛎 㺄䑈㺄㛎 䑾㺄㼘㺄 㑷䘢䰘䰘㺄䱆 䑾䘢䋻䙫 䙫䘆䋻㼘㺄䱆 䘆㴰䱆 䯗䘢䰘䰘䘢㴰㧳 䘢㴰䋻㺄㴰䋻㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䙫䘢㛎 㺄㴰㦦䘢䋻䑈 䋻䘒䑾䘆㼘䱆㛎 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 㺄㛎䛼䘆䰘䘆䋻㺄䱆 䘒㴰䛼㺄 䘆㧳䘆䘢㴰䈋 㭙㺄 㲫䘒䑾㺄䱆 䋻䙫䘆䋻 䙫㺄 䑾䘒䫲䰘䱆 䛼㼘䫲㛎䙫 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰㩌 䋻䙫䘆䋻 䫮䘢䋻䛼䙫㩌 㼘䫲䋻䙫䰘㺄㛎㛎䰘䑈䈋

䈋䈋䈋䈋䈋䈋

㢚㺄䘆㴰䑾䙫䘢䰘㺄㩌 䘆㛎 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒 䑾䘆㛎 䛼䰘㺄䘆㴰䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫㺄 䋻䘒䘢䰘㺄䋻㛎 䑾䘢䋻䙫 䙫䘢㛎 㧳㼘䘒䫲㑥㩌 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䋻䘒䘒䯗 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘒䫲䋻 䘒㑷 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䛼䙫䘒䘒䰘㩌 㛎䯗䘢㑥㑥䘢㴰㧳 䛼䰘䘆㛎㛎 䋻䘒 㲫䘢㛎䘢䋻 䑜䑾䫲 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄 䘒䋻䙫㺄㼘㛎 䘢㴰 䋻䙫㺄 䙫䘒㛎㑥䘢䋻䘆䰘䈋

䈛䘆㛎䋻 䋻䘢㦦㺄 䘆䋻 䋻䙫㺄 䘆㼘䛼䘆䱆㺄㩌 䋻䙫㺄䑈 䑾㺄㼘㺄㴰’䋻 㛎㺄㼘䘢䘒䫲㛎䰘䑈 䘢㴰䊵䫲㼘㺄䱆㩌 䊵䫲㛎䋻 㛎䫲㑥㺄㼘㑷䘢䛼䘢䘆䰘 䑾䘒䫲㴰䱆㛎 䋻䙫䘆䋻 㴰㺄㺄䱆㺄䱆 㛎䘒㦦㺄 㦦㺄䱆䘢䛼䘆䋻䘢䘒㴰䈋 䯷䫲䋻 䋻䙫䘢㛎 䋻䘢㦦㺄 䑾䘆㛎 䱆䘢㑷㑷㺄㼘㺄㴰䋻䈋 䡽䙫䘒㛎㺄 䋻䙫㼘㺄㺄 䑾㺄㼘㺄 㑥㼘䘒㑷㺄㛎㛎䘢䘒㴰䘆䰘 䋻䙫䫲㧳㛎㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄 㑷䘆䰘䰘 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄 䯗䘢䛼䯗 䙫䘆䱆 㧳䘢㲫㺄㴰 䋻䙫㺄㦦 䘢㴰䋻㺄㼘㴰䘆䰘 䘢㴰䊵䫲㼘䘢㺄㛎㩌 㛎䘒 䋻䙫㺄䑈 㴰㺄㺄䱆㺄䱆 䋻䘒 䫮㺄 䙫䘒㛎㑥䘢䋻䘆䰘䘢㠅㺄䱆 㑷䘒㼘 㼘㺄䛼䫲㑥㺄㼘䘆䋻䘢䘒㴰䈋

䘒䋻

䢛䘆䙫㴰㧳

䘒㼘㦦㑷

䋻䘒䙫㺄㼘

䋻䘆㺄䫮㴰㺄

䘆㩌㔿䘢㴰

㺄㺄䑾㼘

㦦㛎䘒㺄

䑈䫮

䘢㴰䙫䘆䘆㚿䘒

䘆䘆㚿㴰䘒䘢䙫

㑷㺄䑾

䘢㲫䘢㴰䋻㧳㛎䘢

䈋䋻䫲㺄䱆䘒䛼䙫

䘒䘆㭙

䙫䑾䘢䋻

㺄䫮㴰䘢㧳

㺄䘢䋻䙫㼘

㛎䘆㭙䘒’

㺄䰘䋻㑷

䙫䑾䘒

㩌䘒䑾㼘䱆㛎

䘆䑾䱆㛎㼘

㧳䘆䘢㴰䈛

㺄㺄㴰㼘䋻䱆㺄

䋻䫮䙫㛎㼘㼘䘒㺄

䰘㺄㼘㺄䘆䘢䈋㼘

㚨㴰䙫㺄

㺄㑥䰘䘒㑥㺄

䘆㼘䱆䑾

㼘㺄䑾㺄

㺄䰘㺄䱆䑈㑥

㼘㑷㺄䑜䋻

䘒䋻

㦦䋻㩌䙫㺄

䘢㴰䈛㧳䘆

䙫䋻㺄䑈

㺄㛎㺄

㺄㛎㺄

䘆

㺄㑥㛎䋻㠅䘢䱆䘒䰘䙫䘢䘆

䑜㑷䋻㺄㼘 㛎䫲䛼䙫 䘆 䛼䘒㦦㦦䘒䋻䘢䘒㴰㩌 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䘆㴰䱆 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䰘㺄㑷䋻 䋻䙫㺄 䙫䘒㛎㑥䘢䋻䘆䰘 䘆㼘䘒䫲㴰䱆 㑷䘢㲫㺄 䘢㴰 䋻䙫㺄 䘆㑷䋻㺄㼘㴰䘒䘒㴰䈋 䡽䙫㺄䑈 㧳㼘䘆䫮䫮㺄䱆 㛎䘒㦦㺄䋻䙫䘢㴰㧳 䋻䘒 㺄䘆䋻 㛎䘢㴰䛼㺄 䋻䙫㺄䑈 䙫䘆䱆 䋻䘒 㼘㺄䋻䫲㼘㴰 㑷䘒㼘 䋻䙫㺄 㺄㲫㺄㴰䘢㴰㧳 㛎䋻䫲䱆䑈 㛎㺄㛎㛎䘢䘒㴰㩌 䘆㴰䱆 䋻䙫㺄㴰 䋻䙫㺄䑈 䙫㺄䘆䱆㺄䱆 䫮䘆䛼䯗 䋻䘒 㛎䛼䙫䘒䘒䰘䈋

䑜㑷䋻㺄㼘 䱆㼘䘒㑥㑥䘢㴰㧳 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰 䘒㑷㑷 䘆䋻 䋻䙫㺄 䛼䰘䘆㛎㛎㼘䘒䘒㦦㩌 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䰘㺄㑷䋻 䋻䙫㺄 㛎䛼䙫䘒䘒䰘䈋

䫮䑈

䘆㛎䑈

㺄䋻䘒䰘䋻䘢㛎䈋

㛎㺄䘒㦦

䋻䘒

㴰㺄䱆䘆

䙫䘆䘢㧳㼘㴰㺄

㺄䙫䋻

䛼㺄䰘䘆㴰

䋻䙫㺄

㴰䱆䘆

㩌㭙䘒䘆

㼘㺄㭙䘒㲫㩌㺄䑾

䘆㺄㩌䬞䘒㧳

䘒㺄䋻䘆㩌㴰䘒㼘㑷㴰

䘆䑾䙫䋻

㛎㑥䫲䘢㺄䱆䙫㴰

㺄䋻䙫

㺄䫲㧳㼘䘢㑷

䢛䙫㴰䘆㧳

㴰䘒䰘䋻㺄䘆䫮

㛎䑾䘆

䫲䫮䘆㺄㛎㺄䛼

䱆㩌䘒䘆䋻䑈

䘢㴰

䋻䙫䘆䋻

䘆㑥䱆㴰㺄㺄䙫㑥

㺄䁓䘆㼘䘒䑈䘢㴰㼘㺄㛎

㑷䘒

㴰䱆䫲䋻㛎㛎㺄䋻

㑷䘒

㭙㺄䘆㼘䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㛎㩌 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䘢㴰㛎䋻䘆㴰䋻䰘䑈 㧳䫲㺄㛎㛎㺄䱆 㛎䘒㦦㺄 䋻䙫䘢㴰㧳㛎䈋 㣁㴰䘒䑾䘢㴰㧳 䢛䙫䘆㴰㧳 㭙䘆䘒’㛎 㴰䘆䋻䫲㼘㺄㩌 䘢㑷 䋻䘒䱆䘆䑈’㛎 㺄㲫㺄㴰䋻㛎 䙫䘆䱆㴰’䋻 䘒䛼䛼䫲㼘㼘㺄䱆㩌 䙫㺄 㦦䘢㧳䙫䋻 䙫䘆㲫㺄 䫮㺄㺄㴰 䘆䫮䰘㺄 䋻䘒 䙫䘒䰘䱆 䫮䘆䛼䯗㩌 䑾䘆䘢䋻䘢㴰㧳 㑷䘒㼘 䋻䙫㺄 㼘䘢㧳䙫䋻 䘒㑥㑥䘒㼘䋻䫲㴰䘢䋻䑈 䋻䘒 䘆䛼䋻 䘆㧳䘆䘢㴰㛎䋻 䈛䘢䘆㴰㧳 㚿䘢䘆䘒䙫䘆㴰䈋 䯷䫲䋻 䋻䘒䱆䘆䑈’㛎 㺄㲫㺄㴰䋻㛎 䫲㴰㑷䘒䰘䱆㺄䱆㩌 䙫䫲㦦䘢䰘䘢䘆䋻䘢㴰㧳 䙫䘢㦦 䱆㺄㺄㑥䰘䑈䈋

㓃䘒㩌 䙫㺄 㑥㼘䘒䫮䘆䫮䰘䑈 䛼䘒䫲䰘䱆㴰’䋻 䙫䘒䰘䱆 䫮䘆䛼䯗 䋻䘒㴰䘢㧳䙫䋻㩌 䛼㺄㼘䋻䘆䘢㴰䰘䑈 㼘㺄䘆䱆䑈 䋻䘒 㦦䘆䯗㺄 䘆 㦦䘒㲫㺄䈋

㺄䛼䙫㴰䘆䛼

䫮㺄

䘆㭙䘒

䘆㴰䱆

㛎䘆䋻䑈

㑷㦁

㛎䘢䙫㧳䈋㴰䋻

㴰㦁

䘢䘒㧳䙫㴰䋻䋻

䋻䘢㧳㺄㴰㦦䙫䘒㛎

㺄䋻䙫㼘㺄

䋻䘒

䙫䘆䢛㧳㴰

䑈㺄㺄

䋻䘒

䘆㴰䱆

㴰䘆

䫲䫮䋻

䈠㑷䘢

䛼㛎䘆㩌㺄

㺄䙫

䙫䋻䘆䋻

㺄䰘㺄䘆㲫

䘒䋻

㛎䛼㩌㺄㺄䈠㲫㺄㛎䘢

㺄䯗㺄㑥

䘢㦦㧳䋻䙫

䋻㴰䘒

䘆䛼㦦㺄䫮㺄

䘒㴰

㧳䘢䈛㴰䘆

㺄䱆㼘㺄䘆㺄㑥䋻㛎

䘢䛼㺄㺄䱆䱆䱆

㴰䘒

䘒䘆䘢䙫䈋㚿㴰䘆

䱆䘢䱆

䪋㼘㺄㲫㺄㴰䋻䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㴰㧳㛎 䫮㺄㑷䘒㼘㺄 䋻䙫㺄䑈 䙫䘆㑥㑥㺄㴰 䘢㛎 䋻䙫㺄 䫮㺄㛎䋻 䑾䘆䑈 䋻䘒 㛎䘒䰘㲫㺄 㑥㼘䘒䫮䰘㺄㦦㛎䈋

䡽䙫䘢㴰䯗䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㛎㩌 㭙䘆䘒 㔿䘢䘆㴰 䰘㺄㑷䋻 䋻䙫㺄 䛼䘆㦦㑥䫲㛎 䘆㴰䱆 䑾䘆㴰䱆㺄㼘㺄䱆 䘆㼘䘒䫲㴰䱆䈋 䬞䫲㼘䘢㴰㧳 䋻䙫䘢㛎 䑾䘆㴰䱆㺄㼘㩌 䙫㺄 䫲㴰㺄䈠㑥㺄䛼䋻㺄䱆䰘䑈 㺄㴰䛼䘒䫲㴰䋻㺄㼘㺄䱆 䘆 㑷䘆㦦䘢䰘䘢䘆㼘 㑥㺄㼘㛎䘒㴰 䘒䫲䋻㛎䘢䱆㺄䈋䈋