The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1920 Congratulations Wang Ling, you are not the mascot this time! (192)

That night, Wang Ling actually had an ominous premonition. The "eyelid warning" that hadn't been activated for a long time started again when he returned home, and it was still the frequency of the ghost version... It proves that there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Trouble happens.

Subconsciously, Wang Ling thought that this was the "butterfly effect" caused by his inaccurate execution of scoring.

So when he got home, he put down his schoolbag and started to stare at Wang Ying, while Wang Ying still leaned against the wall with arms folded as if nothing happened.

He was completely stupefied by Wang Ling, and finally had no choice but to spread his hands: "That Lingzhu... I think this matter, even if I have the blame, you can't blame me entirely. I just mentioned an immature little Suggestion, who knew you would take that?"

Hearing these words, Wang Ling was speechless for a moment.

But with his personality, it was easy to be "deceived"!

Wang Ling sighed in his heart. After careful consideration, he felt that Wang Ying couldn't be blamed only for this matter, but he could only be blamed for being too naive and well-behaved.

Of course, Wang Ling didn't dare to tell Father Wang and Mother Wang about this matter when he came back. He was afraid that his pocket money would be deducted by Father Wang again.

But Wang Ling knew that this piece of paper couldn't contain fire, and sooner or later Father Wang and Mother Wang would know about it.

However, what Wang Ling didn't expect was that Father Wang and Mother Wang knew about it much faster than he imagined...

The couple saw that Wang Ling came in from the door with a depressed face, took off his shoes without saying a word and went straight to the room, and felt that the atmosphere was not right from the low air pressure.

Although Wang Ling is usually the kind of person with an expressionless face, after living for more than ten years, he is very familiar with his son's temper and judging and analyzing the specific situation through micro-expressions. Not to mention an expert.

A normal parent's thinking will definitely think that the child is sad and blames himself because of the unsatisfactory results in the monthly exam.

But Father Wang and Mother Wang are different.

"Is it a good test this time?" Wang Ma said.

"It should be." Father Wang put down the newspaper, sighed, and showed a sad expression on his face: "Hey, I have told him several times. If you want to score, you must score. Don't do so well in the exam. Being too good is easy to attract attention. Attention! How many competitions have you participated in before? Every time, Xiao Zhuozi and A Ming are required to help wipe their buttocks behind their backs."

Hearing this, Wang Ma shook her head: "I think there is something to say about this matter. In the previous competitions, I didn't make me go. There are various factors, plus that Teacher Pan is tough. He can't refuse to listen to the request."

"And besides the moment when Lingling was enrolled, which time was it not for pressing points? Shouldn't he be sent? I suspect..."

Father Wang was startled, and suddenly realized: "You mean, Ling Ling has been exposed?"

"Exposure should not be possible."

Wang Ma shook her head: "I guess the teacher of No. 60 Middle School may be trying to test him. And as far as I know, the teacher has become suspicious because Lingling has lowered the score before and after each test. So I think that occasionally the test is slightly better. For one thing, it is also a way to dispel the teacher's worries."

Not to mention, after listening to this analysis, Father Wang felt that what Wang Ma said was actually very reasonable.

However, the old Wang family's family rules are here, which have been set long ago and cannot be easily changed.

If you do well in the exam, you have to deduct your pocket money.

If it is the first grade or something, the allowance for the whole year will be directly fined.

Wang Ma still felt sorry for Wang Ling, and while she was doing what she was doing, she couldn't help but said, "The child is very poor, so don't be too aggressive this time."

"Well, but the punishment has to be punished, I know it. This time, let's just forget about it." Father Wang sighed. He never knew that Wang Ling was not easy, so this time he decided to punish him less.

Punish one dollar, just a symbolic expression.

So, even if Wang Ling didn't say anything, Wang's father and Wang mother guessed the matter 80-90% based on their understanding of Wang Ling.

Parents are always children's roundworms, and Wang Ling feels that this is true, and sometimes he even doubts whether Wang's father and mother also "understand his heart".

How can you know so many things about yourself so easily?

Of course, for Wang Ling, his "nightmare" today was far more than that.

Because on that night, Teacher Pan called directly.

A call came to the Wang family's small villa.

It was just a boastful meal to Wang Ling.

Teacher Pan: "It's amazing! It's amazing! Mr. Wang! Although your son's grades in all subjects have only improved a little this time, his ranking in the grade has risen and he is directly number one!"

Father Wang: "Teacher, why does this have a leaderboard for rising rankings..."

Teacher Pan: "Our No. 60 Middle School has always advocated diversity. The various lists we set up are to have the opportunity for every child to get on the list, and to see themselves correctly from multiple dimensions and perspectives, so that we can understand their strengths and weaknesses. Well. To be honest, I always felt that Wang Ling did not do well in the exam on purpose."

Father Wang: "Then this time..."

On the phone, Teacher Pan couldn't help laughing from ear to ear: "But this time, facing such a difficult test paper, Wang Ling not only stabilized his usual level, but also improved his grades in various subjects online. Some stable performances coupled with super-level performances, won't Wang Ling's overall ranking leap up in one fell swoop!"

Father Wang was already wiping away his sweat on the phone call: "Mr. Pan, you should call me more than to say... to make him do well in the exam this time..."

"It's like this, Mr. Wang, your kid is so good. And he has won the rankings in the competitions that our school participated in the past few times, so this time, I would like to recommend him to the provincial and municipal high school comprehension college freshman list. The king ordered him to pass."

Father Wang took a deep breath.

As expected, what should come is still here...

...

In the ancient alley deep in the Zhuque Gate of Songhai City, there is a teahouse that has been open for a long time, and a young man in a black windbreaker is walking through it.

The Suzaku Gate was built in the 2000 year of Xiuzhenli. It has a history of more than 2,000 years. During the imperial period, it used to be the main corridor for the daily delivery of imperial supplies to the emperor. Now it has become Songhai after reconstruction. The tourist attractions in the city, except for a few more shops, still retain the style of the past.

Those city walls, arrow towers, moats... It seems that people can travel back to two thousand years ago.

There are also a lot of students gathered here, because the coordinates of Suzaku Gate are right at the center of several key cultivation high schools in Songhai City, so this place has become a frequent gathering place for students.

At around six o'clock in the evening, a man in a black windbreaker was walking on the road in the ancient alley, and he seemed a little out of place among the students wearing uniforms from various schools.

He walked to the door of the teahouse he had made an appointment with in advance, reached out and knocked on the wooden door.

This is an old teahouse, and the word "Nine Heavens" is written on the plaque in front of the door.

"Which one?"

The teahouse with the closed door suddenly turned on the lights, and then a rough voice came from inside.

"Heqiu, Xiajing, come to discuss the matter of the provincial and municipal high school cultivation college freshman list." The man took off his hat in front of the door, and respectfully reported his family background.