偏没打着茗烟，便落在他桌上，正打在面前，将一个磁砚水壶打了个粉碎，溅了一书黑水。 贾菌如何依得。

But when the stone landed smack in front of him, smashing his water-bottle and spattering his books with ink, this was more than he could stand.

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偏没打着茗烟，便落在他桌上，正打在面前，将一个磁砚水壶打了个粉碎，溅了一书黑水。 贾菌如何依得。

But when the stone landed smack in front of him, smashing his water-bottle and spattering his books with ink, this was more than he could stand.

youdao