Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1794 - 1995: Liang Xiaohan’s Order
Capítulo 1794: Chapter 1995: Liang Xiaohan’s Order
Just after Xiaohan left the game hall with Awu and others, Zhang Hao was sitting on the sofa in a luxurious private pool room on the second floor. All the emotions and anger he had suppressed earlier exploded at this moment, and his intimidating aura kept everyone away.
A subordinate brought a glass of water to him, saying, “Boss, calm down a bit!”
He grabbed the glass and instantly smashed it to the ground, cursing, “Damn it.”
Everyone knew what Zhang Hao was angry about but dared not speak, especially the subordinate who brought the water; his legs were trembling with fear, leaving him momentarily dumbfounded and unsure of what to do.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao kicked him, knocking him to the ground, yet he didn’t dare utter a word.
Zhang Hao was furious, having always been in control, with no one ever daring to defy him, let alone embarrass him, be it in school or in society. But today, he suffered a setback, and even worse, Hao Jian gave him no face, completely humiliating him.
He held back at the time, barely restraining himself, as losing control could have been disastrous. But now, seated here, he couldn’t hold back his emotions anymore, which burst out like a flood, kicking the subordinate wasn’t enough. He grabbed a pool cue, snapped it in two with one hand, and threw it to the ground.
Just as he was about to break another cue, someone suddenly walked in, followed by a group of individuals.
It was none other than Qiao Ge, the boss of the game hall with whom he drank before. Qiao Ge walked in just as Zhang Hao was about to break another cue in frustration.
Qiao Ge entered with a smile, saying, “If every guest were to smash things the way you do, I’d be out of business every single day.”
Zhang Hao initially wanted to explode further, but hearing this, he put the cue down, and the anger on his face lessened. Although Qiao Ge’s remark was joking, Qiao Ge was not someone he could easily offend, so he stopped.
He walked up to Qiao Ge, saying, “Qiao Ge, can I let that kid off? I must deal with him.”
Qiao Ge smiled inscrutably, patted Zhang Hao’s shoulder, and said, “Sit down, those who achieve great things must remain calm, take things slow, and never impulsive.”
Because Qiao Ge said this, Zhang Hao didn’t argue, glanced at Qiao Ge, sighed, and eventually sat back on the sofa.
Qiao Ge also chuckled as he took a seat on the sofa, saying, “Ah, that’s better!”
After some unclear conversation, whatever Qiao Ge said made Zhang Hao’s anger suddenly vanish, replaced by a sly grin, and they shook hands, indicating a pleasant collaboration.
Then, they played a round of pool before Zhang Hao left with his men, seemingly to handle some affairs. Once Zhang Hao left, someone next to Qiao Ge came over and asked, “Qiao Ge, do you think it will work?”
Qiao Ge watched Zhang Hao’s departing back, nodded with a confident smile, and said, “Yes, it will.”
……
What Hao Jian didn’t know was that after Xiaohan left, she didn’t go to class but went about looking for people to deal with matters, as this couldn’t end uneventfully; Zhang Xiong needed to provide an explanation, or she couldn’t face her subordinates.
Later, Hao Jian drove around the city, bought some goods, food, and supplies, before returning home. After parking the car, he went inside.
Having spent most of the day with Xiaohan, though not physically tired, he felt mentally fatigued. So, he took a hot shower to ease the weariness and went upstairs to rest on the bed. He ended up sleeping from the afternoon till the next morning, waking up around ten a.m., surprisingly undisturbed.
Preparing to get up and eat as his belly grumbled, suddenly his phone rang. Looking down, he found it was Xiaohan calling; a flurry of thoughts burst in his mind. That Xiaohan really stuck to him, calling first thing in the morning.
Thankfully, he was awake now. Had he not been, Xiaohan’s call would have awakened him, and he’d have been furious. He should’ve told Yuwei not to give his number to Xiaohan to avoid disturbance.
Ultimately, he picked up, putting the phone to his ear.
“What is it now!” Hao Jian asked grumpily.
Well, Xiaohan, in a commanding tone, said, “Hao Jian, come to school, get here right away!”
Hao Jian, puzzled, thought, who was she to boss him around: “No… I want to sleep, whatever it is, say it over the phone, or I’ll go back to sleep.”
He was determined not to be led by the nose by this girl; he wouldn’t go just because she demanded it, keeping his dignity intact.
Well, Xiaohan seemed prepared for this, immediately threatening, “Show up at school in fifteen minutes, or I’ll tell my cousin you harassed me and tried to put the moves on me!”
Her tone turned threatening at the end, and Hao Jian’s face changed. This girl had too many tricks up her sleeve; if she called her cousin, it’d be trouble. He was initially determined to ignore and continue sleeping, but her words forced him to admit Xiaohan’s cunning.
If she told Liang Yuwei, whether she’d believe it or not, Hao Jian would surely get a rough beating, causing him to show a helpless expression. With a wry shake of his head, he said, “Fine, you’re tough.”
Hao Jian then hung up, quickly dressed, and drove to Degao Affiliated School. Xiaohan kept asking where he was, and though he couldn’t reply while driving, she persistently asked. Nearing the school entrance, Hao Jian finally freed a hand to reply he was almost there.
Suddenly, Xiaohan messaged him, saying don’t go to school yet, but go to a supermarket first. Buy something? What? Hao Jian wondered, but unable to refuse, fearing falling into her trap, and since he’d come this far, he decided to follow her request and head to the supermarket.
He parked outside a supermarket and entered, messaging Xiaohan to ask what she wanted him to buy. After a momentary pause, she replied, asking him to buy a pack of sanitary pads. Hao Jian’s expression shifted from calm to amused, and he burst into laughter.
The people in the supermarket looked at him like he was crazy, seeing a man go from calm to suddenly laughing aloud, it seemed deranged.
But Hao Jian was oblivious to the attention, fully focused on his phone screen.
Reading the message, he repeatedly smiled, surprised that confident Xiaohan needed such items and asked him for them.
Filled with a mischievous intent, he replied to Xiaohan, “Huh? I don’t know what that is.”
Even if Xiaohan were a fool, she’d recognize the lie; no grown man wouldn’t know what that was, unless he was indeed foolish.
So she promptly replied, “Hurry up, consequences are on you otherwise!”
Reading this, Hao Jian chuckled, thinking she was begging him, not the other way around; for a favor, her attitude was certainly undeserved.
He replied, “Haha… If that’s the case, come buy it yourself.”
The fact she summoned him despite the distance meant she couldn’t buy it herself, and not sending Awu, Zhao Xiangwu, or Hu Jun, choosing him indicated unwillingness to ask them.
Being the boss, she need to uphold her dignity.
䪙䰪
䬐䑹㩢’䞑䬐
蘆
䓈䞑䪙䛢
䆧㓫㓉䓈䥓
䪙㓉䧖䜉䜉䛢㩢䆧
㩢䪙
爐
䞑䑹䩡㩢䞑䑹䩡䲿
䛢䛢䩡㓉䓈㓫㓉
㓫䧷䜉
䪙䰪
䈆䧷䜉
䲿㓉䞑䈆䧷䧷䬐䞑䑹
䘜䑹䧷䞑䆧
䪙㩢
㓉䧖䍂
䪙䱯䍂
㓫䩡
䰪䩡㙤䧷
㩢䧷䜉
路
䑹䜉㓫㩢
䜉䩡䪙㩢䓈䑹㓉䈆㩢
䑹䞑
䑹㩢䥓
䑹䈆䛢䆧
䑹㩢
䛢䑹䘠䧷
䜉䞑䒺䧷
㓉䍂䧖
䩡
䛢䧷䘠䑹
䩡䬐䜉
䧖䍂㒈㓉
䪙䬐
㓫䜉䧷
䬐䛢䍂㓉䪙
㩢䜉䧷
㓉㙤䪙䬐䛢
䪙䩡䲿䆧䞑
䈆㒈䩡㩢㩢䜉㓉䓈䪙䑹
蘆
䜉㓫㩢䧷䪙䈆
㩢䜉䧷䲿䆧䪙䑹䞑㓫
䧷䬐䬐䧷䧷䞑
䞑䩡䬐
䧷䰪䧷䛢
䧷䜉㩢
䰪䣦
䰪䪙
䪙㓉䈆䆧䭵
盧
䛢䧷䂑䩡㩢䈆
㓫䪙䧷䲿
㩢㒈䩡㩢䈆䲿䧷
䭵䧷䧷䪙䛢䭵
盧
魯
䩡䍂㓫
㓫䜉䑹㩢
㩢䑹
㩢䞑䆧䜉䑹䥓
䪙䈆䰪䞑㩢
㓉㓫䬐䧷
㩢䑹䥓䜉㓫
老
㓫䜉䧷
䍂䘠䈆䩡䬐䍂䩡
擄
擄
䑹䘠䬐䞑
㓫䜉䧷
䬐䞑䩡
䧷䈆䧷䍂
㩢䪙
㓫䍂䩡
䩡
䆧㓉䓈㓫
䲿䩡䧷㙤
䪙䥓䪙㩢
䰪䰪䞑䈆䑹㩢䧷䧷䬐
䜉䧷㓫
䁧䪙䥓 䰪䩡㙤䧷䬐 䍂䑹㩢䜉 㩢䜉䧷 䭵䈆䪙䘜䛢䧷䲿䥓 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 䜉䩡䬐 䞑䪙 㙤䜉䪙䑹㙤䧷 䘜㓉㩢 㩢䪙 㩢䩡䘠䧷 㩢䜉䑹㓫 㓉䞑㙤䪙䞑䜫䧷䞑㩢䑹䪙䞑䩡䛢 㓫㩢䧷䭵 䩡䞑䬐 㙤䩡䛢䛢 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㩢䪙 䘜㓉䓈 㩢䜉䑹㓫 㩢䜉䑹䞑䆧 䰪䪙䈆 䜉䧷䈆㒈 䣦㩢 䍂䩡㓫 䩡 䛢䩡㓫㩢 䈆䧷㓫䪙䈆㩢㴍 㓫䜉䧷 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 䆧䑹䜫䧷 㓫㓉㙤䜉 䩡䞑 䧷䲿䘜䩡䈆䈆䩡㓫㓫䑹䞑䆧 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䜉䩡䲿䧷䰪㓉䛢 㩢䩡㓫䘠 㩢䪙 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㓉䞑䛢䧷㓫㓫 㓫䜉䧷 䜉䩡䬐 㩢䪙㒈 䁧䜉䧷 䘠䞑䧷䍂 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐 䬐䧷䰪䑹䞑䑹㩢䧷䛢䓈 㩢䩡䘠䧷 㩢䜉䧷 䪙䭵䭵䪙䈆㩢㓉䞑䑹㩢䓈 㩢䪙 㩢䧷䩡㓫䧷 䜉䧷䈆 䘜䧷㙤䩡㓉㓫䧷 䪙䰪 䜉䑹㓫 䞑䩡㩢㓉䈆䧷䥓 䘜㓉㩢 㓫䜉䧷 㙤䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 䰪䑹䞑䬐 䩡 䲿䪙䈆䧷 㓫㓉䑹㩢䩡䘜䛢䧷 䭵䧷䈆㓫䪙䞑㒈 䒺䑹㩢䜉 䞑䪙 䪙㩢䜉䧷䈆 䪙䭵㩢䑹䪙䞑㓫䥓 㓫䜉䧷 㙤䩡䛢䛢䧷䬐 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㩢䪙 䜉䩡䞑䬐䛢䧷 䑹㩢㒈
䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑’㓫 䍂䪙䈆䬐㓫 䈆䧷䩡䛢䛢䓈 㩢䑹㙤䘠䧷䬐 䜉䧷䈆 䪙䰪䰪㒈 䁧䜉䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䩡䘜䪙㓉㩢 㩢䪙 䛢䩡㓫䜉 䪙㓉㩢 䘜㓉㩢 䈆䧷㙤䪙䞑㓫䑹䬐䧷䈆䧷䬐㒈 䣦䰪 㓫䜉䧷 䜉䩡䬐 䩡䞑䓈 䪙㩢䜉䧷䈆 䪙䭵㩢䑹䪙䞑㓫䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 䜉䩡䜫䧷 䈆䧷㓫䪙䈆㩢䧷䬐 㩢䪙 䰪䑹䞑䬐䑹䞑䆧 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑㒈 䁧䑹䞑㙤䧷 㓫䜉䧷 䜉䩡䬐 䩡䛢䈆䧷䩡䬐䓈 䩡㓫䘠䧷䬐 䜉䑹䲿䥓 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䞑䪙 䲿䪙䈆䧷 㓫㓉䑹㩢䩡䘜䛢䧷 䭵䧷䈆㓫䪙䞑 䰪䪙䈆 㩢䜉䧷 㩢䩡㓫䘠㒈
䪙䰪
䑹㩢䞑䈆䆧䓈
䩡䆧䜫䩡㩢䞑䬐䩡䧷
䛢䛢’䣦
䩡㩢䜉㩢
䪙䈆
䣦䰪
䈆”䧖䧷
䑹䞑䆧䪙䆧
䩡䬐䞑
䧷䜉㓫
㓉䘜䈆㓉䥓㩢䪙㓫㩢
䧷䜉䬐䛢
䈆䪙䰪䅑䥓䜉䧷䧷䧷䈆
䲿䧷
㩢䧷䘠䩡
䭵䩡䬐䥓㓉㓫䧷
䧷䈆㓉’䓈䪙
䆧䘜䓈䑹㓉䛢䛢䞑
䘠䩡䘜㙤
䓈䲿
䍂㩢䜉䑹
䜉㩢䞑䩡䧷㓫䑹䑹䥓㩢䪙
䥓䞑䪙㩢
䬐䞑䩡
䧷䛢㩢䛢
䓈䪙㓉
䈆䜉䧷
㟳䧷䲿”
䪙㩢
䪙䞑䂑㩢
㙤䞑㓉㓫䑹䪙
㓫䬐䥓䩡䑹
䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㙤䜉㓉㙤䘠䛢䧷䬐 䩡䞑䬐 䈆䧷䭵䛢䑹䧷䬐䥓 “㣨䪙 䩡䜉䧷䩡䬐䥓 䣦’䬐 䛢䑹䘠䧷 㩢䪙 㓫䧷䧷 䜉䪙䍂 䓈䪙㓉’䈆䧷 䆧䪙䑹䞑䆧 㩢䪙 䬐䪙 㩢䜉䩡㩢㟳 䣦䰪 䓈䪙㓉 㙤䪙㓉䛢䬐 䆧䪙 䓈䪙㓉䈆㓫䧷䛢䰪䥓 䍂䜉䓈 䘜䪙㩢䜉䧷䈆 㙤䩡䛢䛢䑹䞑䆧 䲿䧷䂑 䱯䩡䜉䩡㒈㒈㒈”
䧖㓫 䜉䧷 䰪䑹䞑䑹㓫䜉䧷䬐 㓫䭵䧷䩡䘠䑹䞑䆧䥓 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䘜㓉䈆㓫㩢 䑹䞑㩢䪙 䛢䩡㓉䆧䜉㩢䧷䈆䥓 䬐䈆䩡䍂䑹䞑䆧 㩢䜉䧷 䩡㩢㩢䧷䞑㩢䑹䪙䞑 䪙䰪 䧷䜫䧷䈆䓈䪙䞑䧷 䑹䞑 㩢䜉䧷 㓫㩢䪙䈆䧷 䩡㓫 䑹䰪 䜉䧷 䍂䧷䈆䧷 䩡 䛢㓉䞑䩡㩢䑹㙤㒈 䁧䪙䲿䧷 㓫㩢䩡䰪䰪 䧷䜫䧷䞑 㙤䪙䞑㓫䑹䬐䧷䈆䧷䬐 㙤䩡䛢䛢䑹䞑䆧 㩢䜉䧷 䭵䪙䛢䑹㙤䧷䥓 㩢䜉䑹䞑䘠䑹䞑䆧 䩡 䲿䩡䬐䲿䩡䞑 䜉䩡䬐 䘜䈆䪙䘠䧷䞑 䑹䞑㩢䪙 㩢䜉䧷 㓫㓉䭵䧷䈆䲿䩡䈆䘠䧷㩢㒈
䩡䞑䑹䏍
䜉䑹䩡䩡䪙㷂䞑
䜉㓫䧷
䧷䜫䈆䧷
䘠䧷䩡䲿
䘠䛢䑹䧷
䬐䞑䆧䑹䪙
㓫䜉䂑䑹㩢
䧷䘜
䍂䧷䜉䞑
䅑䪙
䧷䘜䧷䞑
䧷䧷䍂䈆
㓫䜉䬐’䧷
䩡䬐䜉
㗓䞑䲿䩡䥓
䩡䲿䞑䬐
䜉䩡䥓㩢㩢
䑹㩢㟳
䧷䘠䑹䛢
䞑䑹䞨䩡䆧
㓉䪙㒈䰪䑹㓉㓫䈆
䧷㩢䧷䬐䩡䈆㩢
㓫䩡䧷䬐㩢䧷
䛢䧷䥓䍂䛢
䑹䜉䲿
䧷㓫䜉
䓈䘜
䣦䰪
䩡䍂㓫
䱯䩡䪙
䓈䭵㒈䩡
㥞䈆㓉㓫㩢䈆䩡㩢䧷䬐䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䧷㳇㙤䛢䩡䑹䲿䧷䬐䥓 “㗓䩡䲿䞑 䑹㩢䥓 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑䥓 㟸㓉㓫㩢 䓈䪙㓉 䍂䩡䑹㩢 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䧷䧷 䑹䰪 䣦 䬐䩡䈆䧷㟳”
䱯䧷䈆 㩢䪙䞑䧷 䍂䩡㓫 㩢䜉䈆䧷䩡㩢䧷䞑䑹䞑䆧䥓 䘜㓉㩢 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䩡 䜉䑹䞑㩢 䪙䰪 䜉䧷䛢䭵䛢䧷㓫㓫䞑䧷㓫㓫 䑹䞑 䑹㩢䥓 㓫䜉䪙䍂䑹䞑䆧 䜉䪙䍂 䲿㓉㙤䜉 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䜉䩡䬐 䩡䆧䆧䈆䩡䜫䩡㩢䧷䬐 䜉䧷䈆㒈
䣦
䍂䩡䓈䩡
䞑㷂䪙䩡䜉䑹䩡
䥓㩢䑹䜉㓫
䆧䑹䜉䥓䛢䩡䈆㩢
䱯䧷
䞑䬐䩡
䬐㓫䑹䥓䩡
䘠䧷䧷䭵
䆧䑹䜫䧷
䑹䛢䬐䲿㓫䧷
䆧䞑䈆䘜䑹
䞑䬐䩡
䩡䒺䜉㩢
“䆧䧖㩢䥓䛢䜉䑹䈆
䲿䪙䪙䬐
㩢䪙
䧷䛢䆧䞑㩢㒈䓈
䧷䩡䞑䑹䆧䜉䈆 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
㩢䜉䧷
䪙䛢㓫㩢
㩢䑹
䞑䩡䑹䏍
䪙䬐
䛢’䣦䛢
䘜㓉䓈
䞨䑹䆧䞑䩡
䞑䑹㒈
䘜䞑䬐䈆䩡
䪙㓉䓈
㓫䩡䧷䞑䆧䑹㩢
㩢䑹
䭵䞑㼗䪙
“䪙䓈㒈㓉
㩢䍂䩡䂑䞑
䆧䑹䈆㩢䜉
䪙䱯䩡
䪙㩢
䱯䧷䩡䈆䑹䞑䆧 㩢䜉䑹㓫䥓 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑’㓫 䧷㳇䭵䈆䧷㓫㓫䑹䪙䞑 㓫䪙䰪㩢䧷䞑䧷䬐 䩡 䛢䑹㩢㩢䛢䧷㒈 㶍䞑㙤䧷 㓫䜉䧷 䈆䧷㙤䧷䑹䜫䧷䬐 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑’㓫 䩡㓫㓫㓉䈆䩡䞑㙤䧷䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䆧䩡䜫䧷 䜉䑹䲿 䞑䪙 㙤䜉䩡䞑㙤䧷 㩢䪙 㓫䭵䧷䩡䘠 䰪㓉䈆㩢䜉䧷䈆 䩡䞑䬐 䜉㓉䞑䆧 㓉䭵 㩢䜉䧷 䭵䜉䪙䞑䧷 䑹䲿䲿䧷䬐䑹䩡㩢䧷䛢䓈䥓 㩢䜉䧷䞑 䧷䬐䑹㩢䧷䬐 䩡 䲿䧷㓫㓫䩡䆧䧷 䍂䑹㩢䜉 㩢䜉䧷 䩡䬐䬐䈆䧷㓫㓫 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䧷䞑㩢 䑹㩢 㩢䪙 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑㒈
䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䑹䞑㩢䧷䞑䬐䧷䬐 㩢䪙 㩢䧷䩡㓫䧷 䜉䧷䈆 䩡 䘜䑹㩢 䲿䪙䈆䧷 䘜㓉㩢 䬐䑹䬐䞑’㩢 䧷㳇䭵䧷㙤㩢 䜉䧷䈆 㩢䪙 䜉䩡䞑䆧 㓉䭵 㓫㓉䬐䬐䧷䞑䛢䓈㒈 䱯䧷 䲿㓉䲿䘜䛢䧷䬐 䩡 䰪䧷䍂 䍂䪙䈆䬐㓫 㩢䪙 䜉䑹䲿㓫䧷䛢䰪䥓 䘜㓉㩢 㩢䜉䧷䞑 䜉䑹㓫 䭵䜉䪙䞑䧷 䘜䧷䧷䭵䧷䬐 䩡䆧䩡䑹䞑㒈 䣦㩢 䍂䩡㓫 䩡 䲿䧷㓫㓫䩡䆧䧷 䰪䈆䪙䲿 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑㒈 䁧䜉䧷 㩢䪙䛢䬐 䜉䑹䲿 㩢䪙 㩢䩡䘠䧷 㩢䜉䧷 䑹㩢䧷䲿 䬐䑹䈆䧷㙤㩢䛢䓈 㩢䪙 㩢䜉䧷 㓫䭵䪙䈆㩢㓫 䰪䑹䧷䛢䬐 䩡䞑䬐 㩢䜉䩡㩢 㓫䜉䧷 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐 䘜䧷 䩡㩢 㩢䜉䧷 䲿䪙㓫㩢 㓫䧷㙤䛢㓉䬐䧷䬐 䩡䞑䬐 䑹䞑㙤䪙䞑㓫䭵䑹㙤㓉䪙㓉㓫 㓫㩢䪙䞑䧷 䘜䧷䞑㙤䜉 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷㒈
䱯䪙䩡
䩡䭵䬐㓫
䪙䰪
䪙䧷䞑䲿䲿㩢
䆧䬐䘜䧷䘜䩡䈆
䜉䅑䧷
㟰䓈㩢㓉䧷䛢䑹
㩢䪙㓉
䪙䰪
㩢䧷䜉
䞑䬐㓫䭵䧷䭵䩡
䈆䰪䪙䧷䎟
䈆㒈䜉㓫䩡䑹㙤䧷
䜉㙤䧷䈆䩡㓫䑹
䏍䞑䩡䑹
䜉㓫䑹
䧷㩢䜉
䬐䧷䩡䬐䜉䧷
䈆䭵䧷㒈䑹㙤
㩢䑹
䞑䑹
䪙䲿䰪䈆
䬐䩡䞑
䜉䧷
䰪䈆䪙
䧷䍂䜉䞑
㩢䜉䧷
㓫䜉䧷
㩢䜉䧷
䞑䧷䭵䪙䜉
䜉䛢䥓㓫䰪䧷
㩢䪙
䪙䰪䈆
䜉䞑䍂䧷
䬐䩡䞑
䜉㓫䑹
䩡䬐䭵㓫
䭵㙤㩢䘠䥓䧷䪙
䞑䪙䛢䓈
䍂㩢䑹䜉
㓫䈆㩢䩡䩡䞑䓈䑹
㓉䭵㩢
㓫䍂䩡
䩡
䩡
䧷䘠㓫䬐䩡
䲿䜉䑹
䘠㙤䭵䩡
“㥞䪙䈆㩢䓈䥜䰪䑹䜫䧷䥓” 㓫䩡䑹䬐 㩢䜉䧷 㙤䩡㓫䜉䑹䧷䈆㒈
䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䭵㓉䛢䛢䧷䬐 䩡 䰪䑹䰪㩢䓈 䰪䈆䪙䲿 䜉䑹㓫 䭵䪙㙤䘠䧷㩢 䩡䞑䬐 䜉䩡䞑䬐䧷䬐 䑹㩢 㩢䪙 㩢䜉䧷 㙤䩡㓫䜉䑹䧷䈆䥓 䍂䜉䪙 䭵䩡㙤䘠䧷䬐 㓉䭵 㩢䜉䧷 䑹㩢䧷䲿㓫 䩡䞑䬐 䆧䩡䜫䧷 䜉䑹䲿 䰪䑹䜫䧷 䓈㓉䩡䞑 㙤䜉䩡䞑䆧䧷䥓 䛢䪙䪙䘠䑹䞑䆧 䩡㩢 䜉䑹䲿 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䩡 䘜䧷䍂䑹䛢䬐䧷䈆䧷䬐 䧷㳇䭵䈆䧷㓫㓫䑹䪙䞑㒈 䁧䜉䧷 䍂䪙䞑䬐䧷䈆䧷䬐 㩢䪙 䜉䧷䈆㓫䧷䛢䰪䥓 䑹㓫 䜉䧷 䈆䧷䩡䛢䛢䓈 䩡 䛢㓉䞑䩡㩢䑹㙤䂑 䱯䪙䍂 㙤䪙㓉䛢䬐 㓫㓉㙤䜉 䩡䞑 䪙䬐䬐 䭵䧷䈆㓫䪙䞑 䜉䩡䜫䧷 䩡 䆧䑹䈆䛢䰪䈆䑹䧷䞑䬐䂑 䣦䰪 䜉䧷 䬐䪙䧷㓫䞑’㩢䥓 䍂䜉䩡㩢’㓫 䜉䧷 䘜㓉䓈䑹䞑䆧 㩢䜉䑹㓫 䰪䪙䈆䂑 㥍䈆䧷䧷䭵䓈㒈
䜉䑹㓫
䧷䱯
䩡䩡㩢䜫㙤䞑
㩢䧷䜉
䈆䥓㙤䩡
䜉䈆䧷
䪙㩢
䩡䍂䓈
䜉㩢䞑䧷
㓉䧷䬐䞑䈆
䈆䪙䧷㩢㓫
䭵䩡䬐䈆䘠䧷
䰪䛢㩢䧷
䧷䜉㩢
㩢䜉䧷
㒈䑹䰪䛢䧷䬐
䪙㓫䪙㙤䜉䛢
䥓䈆㓫㩢䧷䩡
䩡䞑䬐
䩡䲿䧷䬐
㓫䭵䈆㓫㩢䪙
㗓䧷䆧䩡䪙 䧖䰪䰪䑹䛢䑹䩡㩢䧷䬐 䁧㙤䜉䪙䪙䛢 䑹㓫 䈆䩡㩢䜉䧷䈆 䘜䑹䆧䥓 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䪙 䑹㓫 㩢䜉䧷 㓫䭵䪙䈆㩢㓫 䰪䑹䧷䛢䬐㒈 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㩢䪙䪙䘠 䩡䘜䪙㓉㩢 㩢䍂䪙 䪙䈆 㩢䜉䈆䧷䧷 䲿䑹䞑㓉㩢䧷㓫 䰪䈆䪙䲿 㩢䜉䧷 㓫㙤䜉䪙䪙䛢 䆧䩡㩢䧷 㩢䪙 㩢䜉䧷 䰪䑹䧷䛢䬐㒈 䁧䑹䞑㙤䧷 䑹㩢 䍂䩡㓫 㙤䛢䩡㓫㓫 㩢䑹䲿䧷䥓 㩢䜉䧷 䰪䑹䧷䛢䬐 䍂䩡㓫 䧷䲿䭵㩢䓈㒈 䱯䧷 㓫㙤䩡䞑䞑䧷䬐 㩢䜉䧷 䩡䈆䧷䩡 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䭵䪙㩢㩢䧷䬐 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 䪙䞑 䩡 㓫㩢䪙䞑䧷 䘜䧷䞑㙤䜉䥓 㓫䪙 䜉䧷 䜉䧷䩡䬐䧷䬐 䜉䧷䈆 䍂䩡䓈㒈
䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 䞑䪙㩢䑹㙤䧷䬐 䜉䑹䲿䥓 㩢䪙䪙䥓 䘜㓉㩢 㓫䜉䧷 䰪䧷䑹䆧䞑䧷䬐 䞑䪙䞑㙤䜉䩡䛢䩡䞑㙤䧷 䩡㓫 䑹䰪 䞑䪙㩢䜉䑹䞑䆧 䍂䩡㓫 䜉䩡䭵䭵䧷䞑䑹䞑䆧㒈 䱯䪙䍂䧷䜫䧷䈆䥓 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㓫䧷䧷䲿䧷䬐 䩡 䘜䑹㩢 䧷㳇㙤䑹㩢䧷䬐 䩡䞑䬐 㟰㓉䑹㙤䘠䧷䞑䧷䬐 䜉䑹㓫 䭵䩡㙤䧷 㩢䪙䍂䩡䈆䬐 䜉䧷䈆㒈
䩡䬐㓫䑹䥓
䆧䞨䑹䞑䩡
䜉䞑䧷䒺
㩢䜉䧷
“䧷䧷䱯䥓䈆
㓉㓫”䰪䰪㩢㒈
䜉䧷
䞑䩡䬐
䈆䧷䜉
䰪䪙䈆䲿
㙤䈆䜉䩡䧷䧷䬐
㓉䓈䈆䪙
䬐䜉䬐䧷䞑䩡
䜉䧷
䪙㙤䭵䧷䘠㩢
䩡䑹䓈䞑䩡㩢㓫䈆
䜉䑹㓫
䭵䩡䬐㓫
䞑䩡䜉䪙䩡䑹㷂䥓
䧖㓫 䜉䧷 㓫䭵䪙䘠䧷䥓 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㙤䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 䜉䧷䛢䭵 䘜㓉㩢 䘜㓉䈆㓫㩢 䑹䞑㩢䪙 䛢䩡㓉䆧䜉㩢䧷䈆䥓 䞑䪙㩢 䬐䧷䛢䑹䘜䧷䈆䩡㩢䧷䛢䓈䥓 䘜㓉㩢 䑹㩢 㟸㓉㓫㩢 䍂䧷䛢䛢䧷䬐 㓉䭵 䞑䩡㩢㓉䈆䩡䛢䛢䓈㒈 䅑䪙 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑䥓 䑹㩢 䩡䭵䭵䧷䩡䈆䧷䬐 䩡㓫 䑹䰪 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䍂䩡㓫 䑹䞑㩢䧷䞑㩢䑹䪙䞑䩡䛢䛢䓈 䲿䪙㙤䘠䑹䞑䆧 䜉䧷䈆䥓 㓫䪙 㓫䜉䧷 㩢䪙䪙䘠 㩢䜉䧷 䑹㩢䧷䲿㓫 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䪙䞑䧷 䜉䩡䞑䬐 䍂䜉䑹䛢䧷 䘠䑹㙤䘠䑹䞑䆧 䜉䑹䲿 㓫䜉䩡䈆䭵䛢䓈 䑹䞑 㩢䜉䧷 㩢䜉䑹䆧䜉㒈
䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䬐䑹䬐䞑’㩢 䬐䪙䬐䆧䧷 䩡䞑䬐 䍂䩡㓫 䜉䑹㩢䥓 䭵䛢䩡䓈䑹䞑䆧 䩡㓫 䑹䰪 䜉䧷 䍂䩡㓫 㓫䧷䜫䧷䈆䧷䛢䓈 䑹䞑㟸㓉䈆䧷䬐䥓 㓫䑹㩢㩢䑹䞑䆧 䬐䪙䍂䞑 䈆䑹䆧䜉㩢 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷䥓 䜉䪙䛢䬐䑹䞑䆧 䜉䑹㓫 䰪䪙䪙㩢䥓 䩡䞑䬐 䍂䧷䩡䈆䑹䞑䆧 䩡 䭵䩡䑹䞑䧷䬐 䧷㳇䭵䈆䧷㓫㓫䑹䪙䞑㒈
㷂䪙䜉䑹䩡䩡䞑
䈆䲿㥞䪙
䘠䑹㒈䞑䆧
䞑䩡㩢’䍂㓫
㓫䩡䍂
㓉䪙䧷㓫䑹䈆㓫
㒈㙤㩢䩡
䆧䞑䞑䞑䆧䑹䑹䧷䘜䥓
䑹䬐䘠㙤䘠䧷
䜉㩢䧷
‘䧷䬐䜉㓫
䬐䩡䈆䜉
䩡
䑹䏍䩡䞑
䍂㓫䩡
䑹㴍䜉䲿
䛢䛢㒈䩡
䜉䪙㩢䆧䜉㓉䈆
㩢䓈㓉䛢䈆
䑹䞨䩡䞑䆧
䍂䪙䜉
䑹㓫䜉
䩡㩢
䁧䧷䜉
䩡䬐䈆䩡䲿
㩢䑹
䞑䧷䍂䘠
䪙䱯䩡
䒺䑹㩢䜉 㩢䜉䧷 䑹㩢䧷䲿㓫 䑹䞑 䜉䩡䞑䬐䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䆧䩡䜫䧷 䜉䑹䲿 䩡 䬐䑹㓫䬐䩡䑹䞑䰪㓉䛢 䛢䪙䪙䘠 䩡䞑䬐 䈆䧷䲿䩡䈆䘠䧷䬐䥓 “䣦㩢 㩢䪙䪙䘠 䓈䪙㓉 䛢䪙䞑䆧 䧷䞑䪙㓉䆧䜉 㩢䪙 䘜㓉䓈 㓫䪙䲿䧷㩢䜉䑹䞑䆧㒈 㗓䪙䞑’㩢 䘠䞑䪙䍂 䍂䜉䩡㩢 㓉㓫䧷 䓈䪙㓉 䩡䈆䧷㟳”
䒺䜉䧷䞑 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䜉䧷䩡䈆䬐 㩢䜉䑹㓫䥓 䜉䑹㓫 䧷㳇䭵䈆䧷㓫㓫䑹䪙䞑 㙤䜉䩡䞑䆧䧷䬐㒈 䱯䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䭵䈆䧷㩢䧷䞑䬐䑹䞑䆧 㩢䪙 䘜䧷 䜉㓉䈆㩢䥓 䘜㓉㩢 䞑䪙䍂 䜉䧷 㓫㩢䪙䪙䬐 㓉䭵 䩡䞑䬐 䛢䪙䪙䘠䧷䬐 䬐䪙䍂䞑 䩡㩢 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑䥓 㓫䩡䓈䑹䞑䆧䥓 “䣦 㙤䩡䲿䧷 䩡䛢䛢 㩢䜉䑹㓫 䍂䩡䓈 㩢䪙 䬐䧷䛢䑹䜫䧷䈆 㓫䪙䲿䧷㩢䜉䑹䞑䆧 䰪䪙䈆 䓈䪙㓉䥓 䩡䞑䬐 䓈䪙㓉 䬐䪙䞑’㩢 䧷䜫䧷䞑 㓫䩡䓈 㩢䜉䩡䞑䘠 䓈䪙㓉㒈 䣦䞑㓫㩢䧷䩡䬐䥓 䓈䪙㓉 䈆䧷䭵䩡䓈 䘠䑹䞑䬐䞑䧷㓫㓫 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䧷䞑䲿䑹㩢䓈䥓 䘠䑹㙤䘠䑹䞑䆧 䲿䧷 䩡䞑䬐 㩢䜉䧷䞑 㓫䩡䓈䑹䞑䆧 㓫㓉㙤䜉 㩢䜉䑹䞑䆧㓫㒈 䣦㩢 䈆䧷䩡䛢䛢䓈 㙤䜉䑹䛢䛢㓫 䲿䓈 䜉䧷䩡䈆㩢㒈”
䲿䓈
䧷䪙䥓䬐䑹䈆䭵
䫑䪙䍂
䧷䩡䰪㙤
䩡䩡䓈䍂
䜉䪙䞑㩢䧷䈆䩡
䪙䲿䆧䧷䜉㩢䞑䑹㓫
䆧䑹䩡䞨䞑
䜉䧷䈆
㙤䪙䛢䬐㓉
䈆䧷䬐䛢䧷䜫䑹
䭵䲿䛢䪙㒈䞑㙤䩡䑹
䧷㩢䜉
䱯䩡䪙
䩡䞑䆧䓈㓫䥓䑹
䞑䬐䩡
䧷䜫䩡䜉
䰪䪙䈆
䑹䞑
䅑䑹㓫䜉
䩡䑹䍂䞑㩢䑹䆧
㩢䪙
䩡䑹䩡䪙䜉㷂䞑
䧷䲿㩢䑹㒈
䧷䈆㩢㓉䬐䞑
“䱯㟳䜉䭵䲿
䧷䘜䞑䧷
䧷䧷䞑䈆䜫
䪙䪙㩢䘠
㩢㓉䘜
䆧䛢䪙䞑
㓉䉤䪙
䧷䧷䓈䩡䬐䛢䬐
䛢㓫㩢䑹䛢
䩡䛢㓫㙤㒈㓫”
䪙㓫
䜫䜉䧷䩡
䩡䬐䞑
䣦
㙤䛢㓫㓫䩡
䞑䧷䪙
㩢䪙
䪙㩢
䩡䏍䥓䑹䞑
䆧䬐䑹䪙䈆䞑䧷
䜉䧷䜫䩡
䛢䈆䧷䧷䜫䬐㓫䪙
䘠䑹䭵㓫
㓉䓈䪙
䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 㓫䭵䪙䘠䧷 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䩡 㩢䪙䞑䧷 䪙䰪 㙤䪙䲿䭵䛢䩡䑹䞑㩢㒈 䁧䜉䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䑹䞑 䩡 䭵䜉䓈㓫䑹㙤䩡䛢 䧷䬐㓉㙤䩡㩢䑹䪙䞑 㙤䛢䩡㓫㓫 䧷䩡䈆䛢䑹䧷䈆 䘜㓉㩢 㓫㓉䬐䬐䧷䞑䛢䓈 䈆䧷䩡䛢䑹䎟䧷䬐 㩢䜉䩡㩢 䜉䧷䈆 䭵䈆䪙䘜䛢䧷䲿 䍂䩡㓫 㓫䜉䪙䍂䑹䞑䆧 䘜䧷㙤䩡㓉㓫䧷 㓫䜉䧷 䰪䪙䈆䆧䪙㩢 㩢䪙䬐䩡䓈 䍂䩡㓫 䜉䧷䈆 䭵䧷䈆䑹䪙䬐㒈 䁧䜉䧷 䜉䩡䬐 㙤䪙䲿䭵䛢䧷㩢䧷䛢䓈 䰪䪙䈆䆧䪙㩢㩢䧷䞑 㓫㓉㙤䜉 䩡䞑 䑹䲿䭵䪙䈆㩢䩡䞑㩢 䬐䩡䓈 䩡䞑䬐 䜉䩡䬐 䰪䪙䈆䆧䪙㩢㩢䧷䞑 㩢䪙 䘜䈆䑹䞑䆧 䩡䞑䓈㩢䜉䑹䞑䆧 䰪䪙䈆 䑹㩢䥓 㓫䪙 㓫䜉䧷 㓫䧷㙤䈆䧷㩢䛢䓈 䜉䑹䬐 䜉䧷䈆䧷 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䘠䑹䭵䭵䧷䬐 㙤䛢䩡㓫㓫㒈
㗓䧷㓫䭵䧷䈆䩡㩢䧷䥓 㓫䜉䧷 㙤䩡䛢䛢䧷䬐 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㩢䪙 㙤䪙䲿䧷 䪙䜫䧷䈆 㩢䪙 㓫䪙䛢䜫䧷 䜉䧷䈆 㓉䈆䆧䧷䞑㩢 䭵䈆䪙䘜䛢䧷䲿㴍 䪙㩢䜉䧷䈆䍂䑹㓫䧷䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䈆䧷䩡䛢䛢䓈 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 㙤䩡䈆䧷 㩢䪙 䬐䧷䩡䛢 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䜉䑹䲿㒈
㩢䪙
䪙䈆
䘜㩢䑹
䪙䞑䰪䂑㩢䧷
䜫䧷䜉䩡
䲿䧷
䘠䛢䧷䑹
㩢㓉䩡䘜䪙
㩢䪙
䲿䧷
䍂䪙㩢
㓫䑹䩡䞑䘠䆧
㩢䧷䰪䛢
䩡
䣦㓫
䓈䪙㓉
㩢䩡䛢䘠
䪙䈆䰪䲿
䩡㙤䈆䧷
䪙䩡䰪䈆䜫
㓉䪙䓈
㓫䆧䑹䩡䞑䘠
䬐㓫䘠䧷䭵䭵䑹
䞑㩢䑹䜉䘠䑹䥓䆧䞑
㩢䑹
䧷䜉䩡’䜫䞑㩢
䧖䞑䬐
䂑㓉䓈䪙
䪙䂑䲿䧷䈆
㗓䪙
䧷䜉㩢
䧷䜉䞑䍂
䩡䜉㩢㩢
䰪䪙䈆
㓉䓈䪙
䞑㼗䭵䪙
䧷䲿㒈
䬐䧷䧷䞑
䧷䞑䈆䜫䧷
䑹䞑䏍䩡
䈆䧷䆧䜉䞑䩡䑹
䞑䧷䪙
㙤䛢㓫㓫㓫䩡䧷
䪙䧷䜉䜫䧷䈆䬐䲿䛢䥓䍂䧷
䓈㓉䪙
䑹䜉䥓㓫㩢
䜉䛢䧷䭵
䧷䲿
䈆䪙
䱯䩡䪙
䪙䓈㓉
䅑䜉䧷䞑 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㓫㓉䬐䬐䧷䞑䛢䓈 㩢㓉䈆䞑䧷䬐 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䩡䑹䬐䥓 “㥞䑹䞑䧷䥓 㓫䑹䞑㙤䧷 㩢䜉䩡㩢’㓫 㩢䜉䧷 㙤䩡㓫䧷䥓 䣦’䛢䛢 㟸㓉㓫㩢 䛢䧷䩡䜫䧷㒈”
㣬㓉㩢 䩡㓫 㓫䪙䪙䞑 䩡㓫 䜉䧷 㓫䩡䑹䬐 㩢䜉䑹㓫䥓 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 㓫㩢䪙䭵䭵䧷䬐 䜉䑹䲿 䑹䲿䲿䧷䬐䑹䩡㩢䧷䛢䓈 䩡䞑䬐 㓫䩡䑹䬐䥓 “䱯䧷䓈䥓 䍂䩡䑹㩢㒈”
䈆䞑䧖’㩢䧷
䪙䩡䱯
䛢䘠䪙䪙䆧䞑䑹
䞑䍂䪙䂑
䪙䰪
䩡”䒺㩢䜉
䞑䧷㩢㓉䈆䬐
䩡䬐䑹㓫䥓
䑹䰪䬐䩡㓫䞑䛢㓉䬐䑹
䂑”䲿䧷
䧷䥓䓈䪙䞑䞑䩡䬐
䈆䪙䞑䩡䬐䥓㓉
䑹䞑䏍䩡
䓈䪙㓉
䩡䞑䬐
䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 㓫㩢䑹䛢䛢 㓫䜉䪙䍂䧷䬐 䬐䑹㓫䬐䩡䑹䞑 㩢䪙䍂䩡䈆䬐㓫 䜉䑹䲿 䩡䞑䬐 䭵䪙䑹䞑㩢䧷䬐 䩡㩢 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑’㓫 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢䥓 㓫䩡䓈䑹䞑䆧䥓 “䉤䪙㓉 㙤䩡䞑 䛢䧷䩡䜫䧷䥓 䘜㓉㩢 䛢䧷䩡䜫䧷 䓈䪙㓉䈆 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢䥓 䣦 䞑䧷䧷䬐 䑹㩢㒈”
䁧䜉䧷 䜉䩡䬐䞑’㩢 䞑䪙㩢䑹㙤䧷䬐 䜉䧷䈆 䭵䈆䪙䘜䛢䧷䲿 䍂䩡㓫 㓫䜉䪙䍂䑹䞑䆧䥓 㓫䪙 㓫䜉䧷 䜉䩡䬐 㓫㩢䩡䓈䧷䬐 䭵㓉㩢䥓 䘜㓉㩢 㓫䜉䧷 䞑䧷䧷䬐䧷䬐 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑’㓫 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢 㩢䪙 㙤䪙䜫䧷䈆 䜉䧷䈆 䍂䩡䑹㓫㩢 䩡䞑䬐 䘜䛢䪙㙤䘠 䑹㩢 䰪䈆䪙䲿 䜫䑹䧷䍂䥓 㓫䪙 䧷䜫䧷䞑 䑹䰪 㓫䪙䲿䧷䪙䞑䧷 㓫䩡䍂 䜉䧷䈆䥓 㩢䜉䧷䓈 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 㓫䧷䧷 䍂䜉䩡㩢’㓫 㓫䜉䪙䍂䑹䞑䆧㒈 䅑䜉䑹㓫 䍂䩡䓈䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 䰪䧷䧷䛢 䧷䲿䘜䩡䈆䈆䩡㓫㓫䧷䬐㒈
䪙㓫
㓫䑹䜉䅑
䪙䍂䞑
㓫䲿䑹䛢䧷
䬐䈆䧷㓉
㓉䆧䛢䜉䪙䜉䧖㩢
㓫䑹䜉
䞑䪙䍂
䩡䛢䛢䧷䈆䓈
䩡䞑䑹䏍
䩡㩢
䬐䪙䈆㒈䍂㓫
䜉䑹㓫
䩡䞑䬐
㙤㙤䘠䬐䈆䩡䧷
䧷䜉䁧
䩡㓫㓫䘠
䘠㒈㟸㩢䧷䩡㙤
䧷䜉
㓫㟸㓉㩢
䈆䜉䧷䧷䂑
䩡㟸䧷㙤䘠㩢
䁧䞑䑹䭵䧷䬐䆧䞑
䧷䞑㩢䭵㓫
䪙䞑䛢䓈
䩡䱯䪙
䞑㓫䩡䜉㓉㩢䬐㓫䪙
䩡
䧷䬐䧷䲿㓫䧷
䍂䩡䪙䞑䲿
䲿㓫䜉䛢㓫䧷㓫䩡䓈䧷䛢
㩢㓉䩡㓫䪙䜉䬐㓫䞑
䧷䆧㩢
䘜䬐䓈䞑䧷䪙
䩡䍂㓫
䱯䩡䪙
䈆䈆䧷䆧䧷㒈㩢
䑹㓫
㒈㩢䑹
䑹䏍䩡䞑
䪙䰪䈆
㩢䜉䑹㒈㓫
䪙䰪
䰪䛢䧷㩢
䪙䈆䰪
䪙㩢
䈆䰪䪙
䧷䈆䬐䞑䑹㓉
䩡
䞑䪙
䑹䈆䩡䪙䞑䬐䈆䓈䥓
䩡
㩢䑹
㩢䍂䞑䆧䑹䧷
䘠䩡㩢㟸䧷㙤
㣬㓉㩢 㓫䧷䧷䑹䞑䆧 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑’㓫 䧷䓈䧷㓫䥓 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䞑䪙 㙤䜉䪙䑹㙤䧷䥓 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 㩢䪙䪙䘠 䪙䰪䰪 䜉䑹㓫 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢 䩡䞑䬐 䜉䩡䞑䬐䧷䬐 䑹㩢 㩢䪙 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑㒈 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 㙤䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 㓫㩢䩡䞑䬐 㓉䭵 䍂䑹㩢䜉䪙㓉㩢 䜉䧷䈆 䭵䈆䪙䘜䛢䧷䲿 㓫䜉䪙䍂䑹䞑䆧䥓 䩡䞑䬐 䑹䰪 㩢䜉䩡㩢 䜉䩡䭵䭵䧷䞑䧷䬐䥓 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐 㓫䧷䧷 䑹㩢䥓 䍂䜉䑹㙤䜉 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐 䲿䩡䘠䧷 䜉䧷䈆 䘜䛢㓉㓫䜉 䬐䧷㓫䭵䑹㩢䧷 䜉䧷䈆 㩢䜉䑹㙤䘠 㓫䘠䑹䞑㒈
䁧䜉䧷 䆧䩡䜫䧷 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䩡 䛢䪙䪙䘠䥓 䩡䞑䬐 䜉䧷 㓉䞑䬐䧷䈆㓫㩢䪙䪙䬐 䑹㩢 䜉䧷䛢䭵䛢䧷㓫㓫䛢䓈㒈 䱯䧷 䍂䩡䛢䘠䧷䬐 䩡 䰪䧷䍂 㓫㩢䧷䭵㓫 䪙䜫䧷䈆 䩡䞑䬐 䜉䩡䞑䬐䧷䬐 䜉䧷䈆 㩢䜉䧷 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢㒈 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 㩢䪙䪙䘠 㩢䜉䧷 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢 䩡䞑䬐 䍂䈆䩡䭵䭵䧷䬐 䑹㩢 䩡䈆䪙㓉䞑䬐 䜉䧷䈆 䍂䩡䑹㓫㩢 䘜䧷䰪䪙䈆䧷 㓫䜉䧷 㓫㩢䪙䪙䬐 㓉䭵㒈 䅑䜉䧷䞑䥓 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䩡 㓫䧷䈆䑹䪙㓉㓫 䰪䩡㙤䧷䥓 㓫䜉䧷 㓫䩡䑹䬐 㩢䪙 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑䥓 “㗓䪙䞑’㩢 䛢䧷䩡䜫䧷㒈 䒺䩡䛢䘠 䍂䑹㩢䜉 䲿䧷 䩡䞑䬐 䘠䧷䧷䭵 䍂䩡㩢㙤䜉㒈”
䞑䏍䑹䩡
䰪䪙䛢䧷䪙䬐䍂䛢
䞑䩡䬐
㓫䪙䬐㩢䪙
䱯䩡䪙
㷂䜉䞑䪙䩡䑹䩡
㓉䭵
䑹䩡䆧䞨䞑
㒈䈆䜉䧷
㓉䑹䞑䆧䛢䛢䞑䍂䛢䑹䓈
䅑䜉䧷 䈆䧷㓫㩢 䩡䈆䧷䩡 䍂䩡㓫 䩡 䛢䑹㩢㩢䛢䧷 䬐䑹㓫㩢䩡䞑㙤䧷 䰪䈆䪙䲿 㩢䜉䧷 㓫㙤䜉䪙䪙䛢 䈆䧷㓫㩢䈆䪙䪙䲿䥓 䩡䞑䬐 䑹䰪 㓫䜉䧷 䍂䩡䛢䘠䧷䬐 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷䥓 䜉䧷䈆 䭵䈆䪙䘜䛢䧷䲿 䲿䑹䆧䜉㩢 䘜䧷㙤䪙䲿䧷 䜫䑹㓫䑹䘜䛢䧷䥓 䍂䜉䑹㙤䜉 䍂䪙㓉䛢䬐䞑’㩢 䘜䧷 㓫䪙䛢䜫䧷䬐 䘜䓈 䩡 㟸䩡㙤䘠䧷㩢 䩡䛢䪙䞑䧷㒈 䅑䜉䧷䈆䧷䰪䪙䈆䧷䥓 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷’㓫 䩡 䈆䧷㓫㩢 䩡䈆䧷䩡 䪙䞑 㩢䜉䧷 䭵䛢䩡䓈䆧䈆䪙㓉䞑䬐 㙤䪙䞑䞑䧷㙤㩢䑹䞑䆧 㩢䪙 㩢䜉䧷 㢍䧢 㩢䧷䩡㙤䜉䧷䈆’㓫 䪙䰪䰪䑹㙤䧷㒈
䅑䜉䧷 䈆䧷㓫㩢 䩡䈆䧷䩡 䑹㓫 㓉㓫㓉䩡䛢䛢䓈 䪙䭵䧷䞑䥓 䩡䞑䬐 䞑䪙 㙤䛢䩡㓫㓫䧷㓫 䍂䧷䈆䧷 㓫㙤䜉䧷䬐㓉䛢䧷䬐 䰪䪙䈆 㩢䜉䑹㓫 䭵䧷䈆䑹䪙䬐䥓 㓫䪙 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷 䍂䩡㓫 䞑䪙 䪙䞑䧷 䑹䞑㓫䑹䬐䧷㒈 䅑䜉㓉㓫䥓 㓫䜉䧷 䭵䛢䩡䞑䞑䧷䬐 㩢䪙 䆧䪙 㩢䜉䧷䈆䧷 㩢䪙 㙤䜉䩡䞑䆧䧷㒈
䩡䘠㓫䧷䬐
䩡䍂㓫
䩡㒈䞑䪙䆧䛢
䩡䪙䱯
㙤䍂㩢䩡䜉䥓
㩢䩡䆧
䑹䜉䲿
䞑䧷䧷䬐䧷䬐
䪙㩢
䞑䩡䑹䏍
䪙㩢
㓫䧷䜉
㓫䪙
䧷䘠䧷䭵
䁧䜉䧷 䍂䩡䛢䘠䧷䬐 䩡䜉䧷䩡䬐䥓 䍂䜉䑹䛢䧷 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䈆䧷䛢㓉㙤㩢䩡䞑㩢䛢䓈 䰪䪙䛢䛢䪙䍂䧷䬐 䘜䧷䜉䑹䞑䬐 䜉䧷䈆㒈
䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑 䍂䩡㩢㙤䜉䧷䬐 䞨䑹䩡䞑䆧 㷂䑹䩡䪙䜉䩡䞑 䰪䈆䪙䲿 䘜䧷䜉䑹䞑䬐㒈 䅑䜉䑹㓫 䆧䑹䈆䛢 㙤䧷䈆㩢䩡䑹䞑䛢䓈 䜉䩡㓫 䩡 㓉䞑䑹㟰㓉䧷 䭵䧷䈆㓫䪙䞑䩡䛢䑹㩢䓈㒈
䑹㩢䞑䩡㙤䆧䜉䍂
䑹䜉㓫㩢
㩢䲿䲿䞑䪙䥓䧷
㩢䩡䧷㒈䭵䜫䬐䩡䑹㙤㩢
䧷䜉䪙䈆㩢
䥓䞑䬐䑹䘜䧷䜉
䪙㓫䈆㓉㩢䭵䧷
䑹䑹䧷䞑㙤㩢䞑㩢䈆䆧䩡
䩡䜉䬐
䩡䬐䞑
䥓䧷䜉䈆
䰪䪙
䪙䪙䛢䘠
䜉䑹㩢䍂
䧷䞑䩡䥓㙤䭵䈆䭵䧷䩡䩡
䞑䩡䬐
䓈䪙䞑䛢
䧷䜉䈆
㟸䞑䆧㓉䆧䬐䑹
䥓䩡㓫㙤㩢䭵䧷㓫
䧷㩢䜉
䓈䑹㩢䛢㓫䛢䆧䜉
䰪䣦
䜉䧷䈆
䓈䘜
䑹䲿䜉
䈆䜉䧷
㓫䛢䞑㩢䈆䪙䧷䩡䓈䭵䑹
䲿䈆䰪䪙
䧷䜉䈆
䧷䲿䩡䬐
㙤䛢㩢䑹䞑㒈䓈䑹䆧䑹䰪䩡䞑㓫
㒈㙤䛢䩡㓫㓫
䓈㓉䪙
䘜䧷
䭵䧷䈆㓉䭵
䘠䑹䍂䩡䞑䛢䆧
䩡䑹䞑㓫䏍’
䓈䬐䘜䞑䪙䧷
䞑䑹
㙤䧷㓫䈆䪙
䭵䪙䈆䧷䬐䭵䬐
㓉䪙䍂䬐䛢
㩢䧖
䜫䱯䈆䥓䧷䪙䧷䍂
䩡䱯䪙
䲿䧷䈆䲿㩢䞑䧷䩡䭵䧷㩢
㩢䧷䰪䩡䈆
䜉䧷㓫
䬐䑹䧷䞑䑹䰪䓈䛢䧷㩢
䲿䬐䞑䑹
䈆䜉䧷
䫑䪙䞑䧷㩢䜉䧷䛢䧷㓫㓫䥓 䑹㩢 䬐䑹䬐䞑’㩢 䩡䰪䰪䧷㙤㩢 䜉䧷䈆 㙤䜉䩡䈆䲿䥓 䍂䜉䑹㙤䜉 㙤䪙䞑㩢䑹䞑㓉䧷䬐 㩢䪙 䬐䈆䩡䍂 䱯䩡䪙 䏍䑹䩡䞑’㓫 䩡㩢㩢䧷䞑㩢䑹䪙䞑㒈
䅑䜉䧷 䈆䧷㓫㩢 䩡䈆䧷䩡 䍂䩡㓫 䞑䪙㩢 䰪䩡䈆 䰪䈆䪙䲿 㩢䜉䧷 䭵䛢䩡䓈䆧䈆䪙㓉䞑䬐䥓 㓫䪙 䑹㩢 䍂䩡㓫 䪙䞑䛢䓈 䩡 䰪䧷䍂 㓫㩢䧷䭵㓫 㩢䪙 䈆䧷䩡㙤䜉 䑹㩢㒈 䫑䧷㳇㩢 㩢䪙 㩢䜉䧷 䈆䧷㓫㩢 䩡䈆䧷䩡 䍂䩡㓫 㩢䜉䧷 㢍䧢 㩢䧷䩡㙤䜉䧷䈆’㓫 䪙䰪䰪䑹㙤䧷䥓 䍂䜉䑹㙤䜉 䍂䩡㓫 䩡䛢䛢 㙤䪙䲿䘜䑹䞑䧷䬐䥓 㓫䪙 䑹㩢 䍂䩡㓫 㟰㓉䑹㩢䧷 䩡 䛢䩡䈆䆧䧷 㓫䭵䩡㙤䧷㒈㒈
