After the morning radio gymnastics, around the noon break, Old Antique found Wang Ling alone to have a heart-to-heart talk in a small corner.
Nothing else, it's still a matter of broadcasting gymnastics.
In fact, Wang Ling understood it very well. After all, he was here on behalf of the school this time, especially if he was from a foreign school. More attention should be paid to issues of image and temperament. Most teachers believe that no matter how skillfully they play with the spirit sword or how skillfully they draw talismans and seals, the ordinary radio gymnastics is the event that can best reflect the students' spirit.
This is why to this day, even in the context of the era of scientific cultivation, major cultivation schools still have not banned broadcast gymnastics.
Fortunately, Old Antique is a gentle person. Being approachable has always been Lao Guangqi's characteristic. In addition, Lao Guangqi seemed to have found his spring through the regular meeting in the foreign school classroom in the morning, and he was in a particularly good mood. I just briefly told Wang Ling a few words, asking him to pay attention to the image of a student representing No. 60 Middle School, and then I patted my butt and walked away briskly.
Gently, the old antique left... just as he came gently...
Seeing the old antique's current light and airy state, Wang Ling suddenly had such a poem in his heart.
A funny and artistic young man who fell in love...
Sure enough, people in love have brain problems!
For the first time, Wang Ling felt that such a bouncing old antique was a bit abnormal.
…
After this one-on-one exchange with Old Antique, Wang Ling made a simple assumption.
What if the person who pulled him into a small corner this time was not Old Antique, but Teacher Pan, who had a more violent temper. Wang Ling felt that with Teacher Pan's character, he might not be able to help but touch himself... Thinking of this, Wang Ling couldn't help but shudder.
Xu Ying, the last buried love boy who forcibly touched her, now the grass on the grave is probably more than three meters high... No matter what, out of responsibility for Teacher Pan and the people around him, Wang Ling further affirmed the necessity of brainwashing the entire population on the night of the full moon!
…
In the afternoon, Old Antique sent everyone to the gymnasium of No. 59 Middle School via WeChat.
There were only two days left before the crucial Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting. As the leader of the team, Old Antique felt that it was necessary to conduct a proper training session.
The gymnasium of No. 59 Middle School is very large. Nowadays, most of the foundation-building high schools, the internal spaces of large places like this have a universe and a different world. From the outside, it doesn’t look like much, but the space inside is all through space. Expansion has been dealt with.
In fact, spatial expansion is very common. Take the examples around you, such as the storage pockets of school uniforms, or the antique snack drawer that has enough stock in a supermarket... This technology of simply increasing the space area is now very sophisticated. Completely used in daily life.
The biggest benefit is that real estate prices have been greatly reduced.
Let those real estate speculators who are deeply hated by people no longer be able to cause trouble...
"Strange, why hasn't Teacher Wang come yet?" A group of people had been waiting for a while in the separate training venue of the No. 59 Middle School Gymnasium. Lin Xiaoyu asked doubtfully.
In everyone's impression, Old Antique has always been a punctual man.
"Wait a little longer." Lotus Sun also frowned slightly, feeling very strange at the same time. Generally speaking, whenever Lao Guqiu agrees on a time, Lao Guangqi will either arrive in advance or arrive at the designated location, and will never be late easily.
"You won't run into any trouble, right?" Lin Xiaoyu asked again.
"..." Sun Rong was silent for a moment.
She is someone who has witnessed the strength of Old Antique with her own eyes. Moreover, Lao Guqian’s identity is a mystery, and even the Huaguo Water Curtain Group can’t find out his background. Such a man is considered good if he doesn't cause trouble to others.
"..." Wang Ling was silent for a moment.
He thought about Lin Xiaoyu's words carefully and felt that there was actually nothing wrong with what this rotten girl said. Because Old Antique is indeed in trouble... if being killed by Taohua is considered trouble.
Everyone was talking about old antiques, but they ended up talking about Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived...
I saw a broad figure reflected outside the venue. The dazzling sunlight slanted in from outside the door, dragging the originally extremely broad figure very long and raising it several positions.
Although the face could not be seen clearly, everyone knew who was coming just from the shadow area on the ground.
And at the next moment, the shadows on the ground suddenly started to move like ghosts and animals, leaving everyone stunned.
Then, in a period of silence and astonishment, a huge fat man was seen jumping in front of everyone... Chen Chao, Guo Hao, Sun Rong, and Lin Xiaoyu were all stunned.
“…”
Now not only Wang Ling, but also everyone else can see... Today's old antique is quite abnormal!
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The old antique's little fat face was as red as a blooming peach blossom, and he looked full of spring. Everyone seemed to be able to see the sunshine seeping from the gap in the old antique's grinning mouth. It was so bright in spring!
"Did you win the lottery? Or did you advance to the five-kill super god level?" Chen Chao twitched the corner of his mouth, showing an incomprehensible expression. He felt that he was a rather nervous person, but he could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with Old Antique... Then, this was not just a simple problem! There is really a big problem!
Of course, Wang Ling was probably the only one among the sixty middle school students present who knew why Old Antique was so happy. It's a pity that Wang Ling doesn't like gossip, so he keeps silent about the old antique.
This really frustrated Master Erdan...
As a person who is rumored to be a good gossip in No. 60 Middle School and a man who knows everything like a fortune teller, Guo Hao felt for the first time a sense of danger that a sign was going to be thrown into his hands.
"It seems that you don't know everything." Chen Chao deliberately showed a playful expression.
"Are you challenging me?" Guo Hao raised his eyebrows.
There is something else that I don't know about
nonexistent!
He crossed his arms, and Erdan jumped off Guo Hao's shoulders consciously, then turned his head and pecked his white feathers. Normal parrots will always learn to talk from time to time, but Erdan is an intelligent parrot. According to Erdan's master Guo Hao's self-report, Erdan can only speak when he allows him to speak, otherwise he would not even dare to fart.
And everyone obviously believed in these words, and Guo Hao also earned the title of "Master Erdan". In everyone's eyes, this is probably the most outstanding pet that Master Erdan has ever trained since he started working as a spiritual pet.
"You don't even know about Lao Guqiu, do you still expect Erdan to tell you?" Chen Chao couldn't help but laugh.
"Erdan, show this guy what you are capable of! Don't embarrass our maid house!" Guo Hao pointed at Erdan and spat out his saliva in excitement. The Spiritual Pet Pavilion mentioned in his mouth is actually the name of his ancestral spiritual pet shop.
In fact, from the time he entered school, Wang Ling discovered that Erdan was not that simple. Wang Ling privately nicknamed Erdan the Ice Sculpture because he didn't like to talk, so he didn't have a few lines until now. He always maintained an attitude of being neither sad nor happy, and looking past the world of mortals.
Even if Wang Ling used his telepathic function, he couldn't hear a single bit of thoughts about Erdan, which was enough to show how cold-blooded this parrot really was.
Until now, Guo Hao's saliva sprayed on Erdan's proud white feathers... Erdan finally couldn't bear it anymore!
Wang Ling rolled his eyes at Guo Hao in disgust, and then he heard Erdan curse in his heart: Damn you retarded! I didn’t know I had mysophobia!
This made Wang Ling, who heard Erdan's voice for the first time, feel shocked... He did not expect that Erdan's silence would actually break down in this situation due to his own mysophobia... It seems that this Not only is he a cold parrot, he is also a parrot with a temper.
Moreover, from Erdan’s unabashed and unpretentious arrogant attitude. Wang Ling felt that perhaps, as the owner of this parrot, everyone had the impression that Erdan Master Guo Hao, a master of parrot training...
It seems that there is a certain deviation in the understanding of one's own parrot...
PS: "The Only Koi in the World of Cultivation" can be read as a supplement to "The Daily Life of the Immortal King". There are many easter eggs in the story about the Immortal King! There is also a story about the protagonist’s sister (Wang Nuan)!
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