Chapter 321 Brother, Light a Fire for Me
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 remained silent, and no one mentioned it to the public... 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 bowl of noodles looked messy, 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 respectable people, 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’s 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 argue about the strength of the aura. For example, the middle-aged man standing in front of him now, Father Wang felt that it 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 male protagonist outside staring at him, and he confirmed the identity of this man again.
"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 Father 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 a certain 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, it would be a joke to tell him.
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 man 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 did not perform well during the entrance exam. ”
Misfired?
The owner of the Kitchen Knife Sect was immediately delighted: "Your son also performed abnormally and entered 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 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 go to 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:? ? ?
This is called a failure? Shouldn't it be an extraordinary performance? Nowadays, which parent doesn't hope that their children will become successful? Why do some parents hope that their children will become poor students? At this moment, the leader of the Cleaver Sect deeply realized that he had met a very strange parent, and he suddenly didn't want to talk...
If he continued to talk to this person, it would only make himself unhappy...
However, when the middle-aged man turned his head, he saw with his peripheral vision that Wang's father took out a small notebook and took out a pen, seemingly recording something...
It is impossible for the leader of the Cleaver Sect to not have this much eyesight. He narrowed his eyes and saw the words written by Wang's father on the notebook clearly. It said Material 1: The leader of the Cleaver Sect, A burly man with several kitchen knives hanging around his waist, often worried about his son being admitted to an ordinary class. After a preliminary personality test, this man should be a serious tsundere...
Seeing this, the middle-aged man twitched his mouth fiercely and was a little angry: "You... who are you..."
Wang's father pushed his black-framed glasses calmly: "Sorry, brother, I'm collecting materials. As an online writer, this is my job."
The leader of the Cleaver Sect: "..."
While speaking, Wang's father 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 light? Lend me a light!"
The middle-aged man was originally shaking with anger, but the moment he saw this cigar, he calmed down instantly... This is a national treasure-level cigar! Only people at that level can smoke it! The middle-aged man looked at Wang's father, his face pale with shock... Who is this person?
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ps: For the origin of the cigar, please see Chapter 128 "Wang Dad's Strongest Fan"