Although Wang Nuan was still an embryo that hadn't fully developed yet, judging from the shock wave from her belly, Wang Ling already knew that this child was destined to be extraordinary …
Father and Mother Wang were a little frightened by this discovery; this scene was a little too similar to when Wang Ling had snapped that magic sword in half.
A couple at the Body Refinement stage had given birth to two fiends in succession … Father and Mother Wang felt that if this matter was exposed, it wouldn't be their two children who would be dragged into science, but themselves …
Because of the miraculous packaging operation of the sea village, basically everyone who knew Mother Wang's second child knew about it. The Wang family's small villa hadn't stopped receiving express deliveries in the last two days. The express deliveries were all for Mother Wang and Wang Nuan.
Mother Wang had always been popular. Although it wasn't convenient for her to meet up with her friends in the suburbs, distance couldn't stop a true friend's sincere blessings!
As long as they were true friends, they would send you their blessings even if they were thousands of miles away; fair-weather friends couldn't compare.
"Ah, I didn't expect everyone to be so polite." Mother Wang stared at the express deliveries, feeling both warm and depressed. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have gone to the cultivation department store to buy things … her friends were all very thoughtful, and she didn't know if they had discussed it beforehand, but none of their gifts were the same.
There were all kinds of magic treasures for prenatal education, baby products, supplements for pregnant women … The most exaggerated thing was that someone had directly given her a membership card for a cram school. The card had money in it, and on it was written a wise saying that Wang Ling had heard in all kinds of educational advertisements since he was a child: Don't let your child lose at the starting line!
This saying might make sense, but for the children of the Wang family, it might just be bullshit! After all, they were born at the finishing line …
…
At noon on September 16th, Wang Ling received a long-awaited group chat from No. 60 High's Grade One, Class Three squad. Wang Ling had always felt that basically no one would visit a class group unless they had something to do. After graduation, if they really had something to do, they would choose to talk to a certain classmate in private, and most of the others would just show off in the group … nowadays, there was really too much news of students turning into successful people after graduation and showing off in the group, thus incurring dissatisfaction.
Most of the time, the innocence of the class group was still reflected in school.
Like this moment …
Super Chen first sent a few beautiful pictures of the scenery.
It could be seen that his disappearance a while ago had something to do with traveling. There was a lot of time during the summer vacation, so it was understandable for him to go out and broaden his horizons. The world of cultivation was just too big. It was far from enough just to go out and play during the high school holidays.
However, it was still necessary to go out and have a look. 5% of the content of the College Entrance Examination was the expansion of extracurricular knowledge. Those college students who wanted to get into a famous school would never give up this 5%. Moreover, these extracurricular knowledge tests never had a fixed format. It was completely up to the teacher who came up with the questions to ask whatever came to mind. If one's knowledge in this area was completely blank … one's mentality would explode upon seeing the test questions.
"Look … isn't this scenery beautiful?" Super Chen posted a few pictures in succession.
"The scenery here is also pretty good …" Dopey Guo also posted several photos after Super Chen.
"…" Wang Ling was silent and didn't answer.
As No. 60 High School's most outstanding commissary in charge of studies in Grade One, Class Three, he was able to straightaway see through these photos. "Tell me, how much homework do you have left to do …"
Super Chen was so moved that he wanted to cry. "Little Peanut, you know me best! It's like this, actually, it's not that much. Apart from math, physics, and chemistry, I haven't finished anything else. "
Wang Ling: "…"
Little Peanut: "Then why don't you just say that you haven't finished?"
Super Chen laughed. "Isn't that a little more subtle?"
Master of Dopey followed up from behind. "The world is so big, there's nothing wrong with wanting to see it! In any case, when it comes to homework, as long as we have bros and sisters around, there's always a way! Expanding extracurricular knowledge is also very important! "
"Then why don't you borrow it from Lotus Sun?" The corners of Little Peanut's mouth twitched as he sent a disgruntled message in the group.
"Classmate Lotus Sun … her problem-solving train of thought is too advanced. She probably hired some kind of tutor at home. If I copied her, Old Pan would be able to tell at a glance." Dopey Guo directly sent a voice message to the group. "Super Chen and I have already discussed it. As long as you and Wang Ling lend us your homework to copy, this problem will be solved. First of all, your problem-solving train of thought doesn't go beyond the syllabus; it's all taught in class. Super Chen and I have deeply experienced this when we copied homework a few times before. "
Little Peanut and Wang Ling were stunned. "…"
This wily old fox had actually learned from copying …
Dopey Guo: "It's like this: for me, I'll copy seventy of yours, and the remaining thirty of Wang Ling's. Super Chen and I are the opposite. This way, Old Pan won't be able to tell. "
Little Peanut laughed. "Do you really think Old Pan is stupid …"
"Don't worry, we won't copy everything. There will definitely be a few mistakes on purpose."
"…"
"Of course, if it wasn't for the credits for homework, Super Chen and I probably wouldn't have put so much effort into doing homework. The teachers assign so much homework for the summer; when they collect it at school, it will pile up as high as a mountain. School has just started, and they'll be busy with homework. They won't even have time to prepare for class, so how would they be in the mood to approve summer homework? "Dopey Guo analyzed logically.
Actually, the phenomenon he was talking about wasn't limited to high schools. Even in junior high, most teachers dealt with winter and summer homework in one of three ways.
The first type was statistical. Simply put, the homework was collected first, and the parents of those who hadn't handed it in were counted. Those who hadn't handed it in would be called, and those who had handed it in would be divided into several groups to mark each other.
The second type was death with a reprieve. Teachers of this type were more benevolent. They knew that many students procrastinated and often liked to catch up on homework only in the last few days of the summer break, so they deliberately set a later deadline for collecting homework so that the students could catch up on it. It didn't matter if they didn't do well, but finishing homework was a matter of attitude. So generally speaking, teachers of this type didn't care whether or not you finished your winter and summer homework. As long as you handed it in by the deadline, you would be released on the spot … those who didn't hand it in would be directly sentenced to death …
The third type was energy-saving and environmentally friendly. This type was more simple and crude, and mostly used intimidation. In fact, they didn't care at all whether or not the students had finished their holiday homework. Holidays were meant to be relaxing and happy; there was no need to be so competitive. Thus, after collecting the winter and summer homework, teachers of this type would directly use the "Notes Erase Spell" to leave this batch of winter and summer homework for the next batch of juniors … They could be recycled and never wasted …
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(Tianjin)
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