When Dad Wang came to the gate of No. 60 Middle School, he was shocked for the first time by the scene at the school gate. To be honest, this scene made Wang Ling feel a little familiar. When Wang Ling first entered kindergarten, there would always be such a large crowd of parents standing at the entrance of the kindergarten every time after school.
However, since Wang Ling entered the first class of kindergarten, Father Wang has never picked up or dropped off Wang Ling again. During that period, Wang Ling was targeted by many child abductors because of his cute appearance. As a result, the entire trafficking gang was eliminated on the day Wang Ling was abducted. Therefore, at that time, from the time when Wang Ling was in kindergarten and graduated from elementary school, he had set a record of eliminating thousands of trafficking gangs.
Regarding this matter, both father and son of the Wang family kept silent, and no one mentioned it to the outside world... hiding their merit and fame.
So when he came to pick up Wang Ling in person this time, Father Wang felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart. He had not originally planned to come. But this time, on the one hand, Teacher Pan called him personally, and on the other hand, there was indeed a grand occasion at the entrance of No. 60 Middle School. Many parents even brought their families to pick up their children. Parents from other families also came. Only if he didn't come, he would seem a bit different.
Pushing up his black-rimmed glasses, Dad Wang walked toward the crowd with his pocket in his pocket. After walking into the crowd, he realized that the scene looked chaotic, but all the parents were actually lined up.
The reason why it looked chaotic was because some parents brought disciples or disciples from their own sects to support the scene. The parents lined up inside, and the disciples and disciples circled around the outside, so it looked chaotic.
Looking at the long queue in front of him, Dad Wang sighed deeply in his heart. Except for the annual comic exhibition, when he would calm down and wait in long queues, he had never suffered such grievances the rest of the time.
Because the teachers at the school gate had to verify the identities of the parents one by one before calling their numbers, the whole process seemed quite slow. Some parents were impatient and frowned deeply while waiting.
Many of the parents in the queue were well-known figures, and they must have something going on privately, but no one cursed or urged them out of impatience.
At this time, it is often a reflection of quality.
In order to allow the students to go home safely, the teachers in the school delayed their get off work and stayed in the school to work overtime... After all, what else can be said? Any other complaints
Father Wang stood silently at the end of the queue, not feeling bored at all. Writing comes from life, and sometimes it is good to go out and collect character materials. This should be regarded as a kind of occupational disease.
Father Wang's level is not high, only the level at the early stage of Qi refining, but even if his level is not high, he can still observe the words and colors and judge the strength of the aura. For example, Father Wang felt that the middle-aged man standing in front of him was very unusual.
This man was very rugged, with a beautiful beard on his face, and he was still wearing ancient clothes. He walked with his head held high, his chest held high, and he had several kitchen knives stuck in his waist. At first glance, he was someone like the sect leader.
Father Wang took the initiative to come forward and patted the man on the shoulder: "Brother, are you coming to pick up the child too?"
While talking, Dad Wang noticed that there were many young men wearing similar clothes to the man outside who were staring at him, and he once again confirmed the man's identity in his heart.
Father Wang knew very well that these people were probably his disciples.
"ah?"
The middle-aged man didn't expect someone to take the initiative to talk to him. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Dad Wang, and then responded casually: "Well..."
Father Wang is not very tall, not even reaching a man's shoulders. He even raises his head slightly when speaking. The two men's bodies formed a sharp contrast.
Dad Wang: "Is your son in the ordinary class or the elite class?"
The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened: "..." Isn't this the case where the pot is not opened
What he fears most is that someone will ask this question...
Thinking that his son, the dignified master of the Kitchen Knife Sect, was only admitted to the ordinary class, this would be a joke.
Therefore, the owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect chose to remain silent at this moment. He thought that as long as he did not answer, this person would probably stop asking questions, right
Unfortunately, the person he faced was Father Wang...
It can only be said that Dad Wang is worthy of being Dad Wang. As a senior Internet writer, Dad Wang gave full play to his indomitable spirit in dealing with the problems encountered when collecting materials.
Dad Wang: "Brother? Why don't you speak?"
The owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect: “…”
Father Wang patted this person on the shoulder: "It's okay, we are all parents. Anyway, we are all queuing up now. We can actually talk about our children's education. My child just entered school this year and performed abnormally during the entrance exam. ”
Misfired
The owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect was immediately delighted: "Your son also performed abnormally and got into the regular class?"
Father Wang shook his head: "No...elite class."
The owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect just wanted to roar in his heart: "..." Then why don't you say it's a squeeze!
Dad Wang: "My son is relatively introverted. I was thinking that if he goes into an elite class, being with a group of outstanding children may develop a sense of inferiority over time. So I originally wanted him to take the exam into an ordinary class or a hard-working class..."
At this point, Dad Wang sighed: "Who knew, this guy might be acting abnormally! I just want him to be a bad student!"
The owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect:? ?
Is this Tamar called abnormal performance? Shouldn't it be an extraordinary performance? These days, which parent doesn't expect their children to become great students, so how can they still expect their children to become poor students? At this moment, the owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect realized that he had met a very strange parent, and he suddenly didn’t want to talk anymore...
If you continue to talk to this person, you will just make yourself unhappy...
However, just when the middle-aged man turned his head, he saw out of the corner of his eye that Father Wang took out a small notebook and a pen as if to record something...
It was impossible for the dignified Master of the Kitchen Knife Sect to not have such a sharp eye. He squinted his eyes, and he could clearly see the words that Dad Wang wrote down in the notebook. It read - Material 1: Master of the Kitchen Knife Sect. , a big man with a heavy back and a heavy waist, with several kitchen knives hanging on his waist. He is often worried because his son has been admitted to the ordinary class. After a preliminary personality test, this man should be a serious tsundere...
Seeing this, the middle-aged man twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely and became a little angry: "You... who are you, you..."
Dad Wang calmly pushed up his black-rimmed glasses: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm collecting information. As an online writer, this is my job."
The owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect: “…”
While talking, Dad Wang took out a black cigar from his pocket and held it in his mouth.
Then, he stared at the middle-aged man in front of him calmly: "Brother, do you have a fire? Lend me a fire!"
The middle-aged man was already shaking with anger, but the moment he saw this cigar, he calmed down instantly... This is a national treasure cigar! Only people at that level can draw it! The middle-aged man looked at Dad Wang with a shocked expression on his face... Who is this man
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PS: For the origin of cigars, please see Chapter 128 of the novel "Dad Wang's Strongest Fan"
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