Director Shi was shocked, how could there be such parents in the world...
The director looked at the phone number in the parent's address book disbelievingly to confirm that he had dialed correctly, but the call he just made to her felt like he had called a fake father! There had been rumors in the school that Wang Ling's family background was poor and he had a very cold personality. Now that Director Shi thought about it, he felt that this had something to do with family education.
Classmate Wang Ling’s family situation is a bit miserable!
With such a mood, the director of education, Director Shi, felt overflowing with motherhood at this moment. She suddenly felt that she usually paid too little attention to classmate Wang Ling. Although this child was in an elite class, his academic performance would definitely not be bad. ... But psychological factors must also be taken seriously. The school-running and academic style of No. 60 Middle School advocates two points: educating people and teaching!
The importance of educating people still comes before teaching!
It is wrong for teachers to blindly pursue results. The spiritual education of students is equally important. Principal Chen has emphasized this many times in faculty meetings before.
Now Director Shi was on the phone, her mind filled with regrets. She didn't know if Wang Ling was still alive... However, Director Shi and the other teachers in No. 60 Middle School felt equally heavy at the moment.
On the other side, in the Office of the Hundred Schools General Administration, not long after the old secretary's commendation call was made, bad news about Wang Ling came again.
This time it was Principal Chen who personally called Zhuo Yi.
There was an accident with a student, and as the principal, Principal Chen cannot absolve himself of the blame.
On the phone, Principal Chen's voice was very sad, but Zhuo Yi still didn't know which student was kidnapped: "Zhuo Yi..." This was Principal Chen's habitual name for this old graduate.
"I already know the matter, principal..." Zhuo Yi's tone was also very low.
No one expected that when the elite group of returnees who organized the attack plan of the Demon Hunters were collectively killed, President Bai actually launched another offensive and kidnapped a student.
"I'm ready to resign."
Principal Chen sighed deeply: "If this classmate meets with misfortune because of this wrong decision, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life..."
"headmaster… "
Zhuo Yi was moved: "Principal, calm down first, why don't we come up with a solution together? Maybe something hasn't happened to that classmate yet..."
"That's just a student in the foundation building period. His body can't bear being directly involved in the spatial rift like this." Principal Chen was very excited.
Zhuo Yi: "Can I ask Principal Chen which student it is?"
"You've also seen that student."
Principal Chen replied: "That's that classmate Wang Ling from Grade 1, Grade 3."
“…”
Zhuo Yi exclaimed in his heart: Oh my god! The master was captured by monsters!
…
Half an hour before the incident, Wang Ling had noticed something strange at the school gate. It was now the end of school. The first-year students were the earliest to end school. Normally, after school, students would stay in class to discuss their homework. Moving on to the content, the reason why Wang Ling left so early was because he sensed murderous intent at the school gate.
He used Wang Tong to see that there was a very hidden space sinking there, and students who walked out of the school would be sucked into the space.
Sure enough, the stubborn person still came...
Wang Ling sighed inwardly.
There are always some people in this world who cannot understand others. Wang Ling felt that he had done all he could to be kind and righteous.
The moment he was absorbed into the space, Wang Ling's expression was expressionless. The tearing of space did not have any impact on his body. Moreover, the moment he was sucked into the space, Wang Ling cast a spell to eliminate the space trap. , directly blocked the crack, and only allowed himself to be swallowed in.
After landing, Wang Ling carefully looked around.
This is a completely independent space. According to Wang Ling's preliminary judgment, this should be the internal space of a magic weapon.
The entire space is a snow-white world, with seemingly no end in sight.
President Bai used a magic weapon combined with his own magic to separate this space alone.
Wang Ling patted the debris on his school uniform. These debris were the space debris left behind after he fell into the space crack. These debris are all floating objects drawn in from other spaces when the space rift is formed. In the end, these floating objects are broken down into particles and debris, which is very dirty.
Wang Ling was a little unhappy. It was difficult to wash this thing... His school uniform was stained, and he didn't know if he could clean it with some smeared washing powder.
While Wang Ling was thinking, the space in front of him was slightly distorted, and a young man with a black umbrella and a face as pale as death walked out of the space.
This person is none other than President Bai.
President Bai's aura was different from what Wang Ling had felt before.
"The grievances between us should be settled today." President Bai let go of his hand, and the small black umbrella in his hand floated behind him, revealing his entire face.
At this time, Wang Ling saw a deep black spot on President Bai's eyebrows.
This is a testament to the dedication of one’s soul to trade.
As Tiandao said, everything in the world is in balance, and equal exchange is always an unchanging iron rule. If President Bai wants to improve his original strength at his original level, he can only rely on this "shortcut" " method, by selling one's soul and sacrificing one's longevity to make oneself "stronger".
President Bai stared at Wang Ling. He felt full of confidence in himself as he became stronger: "I have thoroughly investigated your strength. You are a true immortal, right?"
Wang Ling: "..."
"Your Excellency has repeatedly organized the plans of our Demon Hunting Association, and our Demon Hunting Association will not make it easy for you." President Bai's voice was low, his eyes fixed on Wang Ling, and he gritted his teeth: "In order to deal with you again I did not hesitate to spend a thousand years of life in exchange for this opportunity to be promoted... "
Wang Ling raised his eyebrows. He had indeed heard Mr. Lu mention some information about President Bai before. President Bai had extremely powerful recovery abilities, and his self-healing power was even more terrifying than that of Elder Yaren. It belongs to the kind of instant self-healing. Maybe it has recovered while it is still being beaten.
Now that President Bai has been strengthened as a whole, Wang Ling feels that his self-healing ability should be stronger than before.
When dealing with the master of the Immortal Mansion before, Wang Ling remembered that he had used a slap.
To deal with the evil sword god, two slaps...
So now comes the question...
To deal with this President Bai...how many hits can I take
Wang Ling still doesn't know yet, but he just feels a little irritable.
He is about to catch up with the final exam, and there is a lot of homework at home, and he hasn't finished it yet!
How annoying!
(End of chapter)