It had originally just been a district body technique exchange meet, but it had inexplicably developed into a national competition. If No. 60 High won a place in the competition … Wang Ling probably wouldn't be able to remain invisible even if he wanted to. The way things were developing now, it seemed that Father and Mother Wang had already gone against the important strategy of "keeping a low profile" which Father and Mother Wang had set down for him back then.
Wednesday, November 12th.
That night, Wang Ling brought a letter to inform the parents and two tickets.
Because it had already been upgraded to a national competition, Songhai city's education commission had decided to reserve a venue for all the parents of students participating in the school to watch the competition offline. Naturally, Father and Mother Wang were also invited. However, this clown couple had never attended Wang Ling's parent-teacher conferences since junior high, and had always found someone else to go on their behalf. For example, in the first semester of Senior Grade One, Wang Ling had gone to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
Thus, Wang Ling felt that Father and Mother Wang really might not attend …
"Yo, this event is quite big; there are actually tickets." When Father Wang received the letter to inform the parents and the two tickets, he was instantly lost in thought.
The school had already given out the tickets in advance; it was up to the parents whether they went or not. There wouldn't be anyone specifically supervising them, and there wouldn't be any teachers on site to see which parents came or didn't come.
But the problem was that Father Wang actually didn't think that an event like the body technique exchange meet wasn't good for the couple's prenatal education during this period of time.
Recently, Father and Mother Wang had been carrying out careful "prenatal education." Mother Wang had been walking around with her belly out, while Father Wang followed her around. They had visited all kinds of cultural museums related to the history of cultivation, and wanted to use the influence of art to calm Wang Nuan down … Logically speaking, girls should be more gentle and quiet, but considering the situation after Wang Ling was born, Father and Mother Wang still felt that this kind of calming prenatal education was very important!
Staring at the report and the tickets, Father Wang thought for a while, and finally decided to decline. "How about you ask Little Lei to go on our behalf?"
Wang Ling: "…"
He knew it!
"You might be quiet now and unwilling to talk, but the truth is that you were especially noisy when you were born. Your mom and I have always suspected that you didn't do a good job of prenatal education before you were born. These last few days, your mom and I have been taking your sister to see cultural art exhibitions. I just hope that your sister can be more gentle and quiet. " Father Wang said, "I don't think an event like a body technique exchange meet is good for prenatal education. What if your little sister is influenced to become violent … what should we do? Your mom and I can't beat you anymore … "
Wang Ling was horrified at these words. "…"
What do you mean I can't beat him anymore …
From the moment he was born, he couldn't beat him at all!
Most importantly, Wang Ling didn't think that this kind of gentle and quiet prenatal education would limit his little sister's strength.
He had known earlier that Wang Nuan's "Shadow Dao" had already caused him enough trouble during the summer break … At that time, he had already determined that Wang Nuan was a formidable opponent. Although his cute little sister hadn't been born yet, judging from how troublesome Shadow Dao was, his little sister wasn't someone to be trifled with.
Seeing that Father Wang had no intention of going, Wang Ling put away the tickets for the venue and had Father Wang sign the notice.
To be honest, Wang Ling felt a sense of relief that Father and Mother Wang weren't going. As a child, he always felt nervous at the thought of his parents watching his performance in the competition.
…
That night, as Mother Wang applied a facial mask, she discussed the national competition with Father Wang. "Actually, you really want to go and watch it, right?"
"…" Father Wang stared at the newspaper in silence.
"It just so happens that I'm going shopping with a few sisters on the day of the competition, you don't have to worry about me. They've always taken good care of me, "said Mother Wang.
Father Wang put down the newspaper and sat up straight as he listened to Mother Wang. "The national competition this time is very rare. Ling Ling, who usually keeps such a low profile, was chosen by the teacher, which proves that he's very popular with the teacher. It's actually a good idea for you to go and watch it. You and your son usually don't talk much, and you always try to talk to your son by deducting his pocket money to get closer to him. This is actually a very good opportunity. It's also good to watch Ling Ling's performance in the competition and get to know him better. "
"Cough … but …"
"Ling Ling has already collected the tickets, right?" Mother Wang smiled. She opened a drawer and took out the tickets. "I got them from Ling Ling."
"…" Father Wang took the tickets, his heart trembling a little.
"You damn tsundere," Mother Wang commented.
"Ai, do you think I want to?!" Father Wang pursed his lips.
Father Wang really wanted to go and watch this body technique exchange meet. On one hand, as Mother Wang said, he really wanted to see how Ling Ling would perform. On the other hand, it was actually to gather material.
Father Wang didn't have a lot of material for a body technique exchange meet. There were 102 high schools participating in the national competition this time, and Father Wang couldn't help but be tempted by this full library of material.
Material came from life. One of Father Wang's main writing tasks was to collect news about the people around him and society, and integrate material into his novel to reflect the current era.
For example, the incident between an online live streamer and a fruit farmer the day before yesterday had been written into his novel the next day.
The fruit farmer incident had started when a fruit farmer had set up his shop online. Due to a mistake, he had set the price of 4500 grams of oranges at 26 yuan to 4500 kilograms at 26 yuan. This mistake had immediately attracted the attention of some so-called "fleece-shearers" online.
An online live streamer, who was proud of fleecing people, made this mistake public in his fan group and appealed to his fans to place an order online. They were sure that the seller definitely wouldn't be able to deliver the goods, so they immediately filed a collective complaint in order to obtain ten percent of the total payment as compensation.
The poor fruit farmer had orders for tens of thousands of yuan overnight, and the store's deposit of more than a hundred thousand yuan was instantly wiped out.
That online live streamer called Passerby A finally chose to apologize after being condemned by all the major netizens. His account was banned by the live streaming platform. Thus, these professional "online fleece-shearers" who were hiding behind the scenes officially entered the public eye.
This was no longer fleece-shearing, but chopping off the head of a sheep … anyone would think that taking advantage of other people's mistakes for profit was extremely shameful.
But when Father Wang looked at the source material, his first reaction was to consider whether it was reasonable to adapt it. As a cultivation author, it was a little abrupt for such a modern operation to appear in his own cultivation novel.
Thus, in Father Wang's story, he had adapted this fleece-shearing story …
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