It was clear that Father Chen had wanted to shave his head last time to put an end to Super Chen's fantasy of pursuing the art of voice through "perming" hair … This move hadn't worked. Four-year-old Super Chen had spoken this Beijing accent fluently; who knew which crosstalk work he had stolen from?
Children were very good learners, especially when it came to things they were particularly interested in.
This time, Father Chen thoroughly felt like he had been tricked by Super Chen. As the saying went, it would be a waste of one's youth if one didn't trick their father … Actually, Father Chen felt that he was also responsible for this, since he hadn't clearly explained the definition of "outsider" to Super Chen last night.
That was, apart from heaven, earth, you, and me, everyone else was considered an outsider.
These disciples of the dojo were very close to Super Chen, and it was clear that Super Chen didn't regard them as outsiders …
It was just that as soon as Father Chen stepped into the dojo, he heard Super Chen yell that he had been split in half, which felt a little weird.
Great, the secret that Xiaoling was a genius could no longer be kept a secret, at least not in this dojo.
Father Chen dropped his forehead into his hand.
So after the morning classes, Father Chen called over the disciples who knew about this to have a heart-to-heart talk. He had to keep this a secret, but he had no idea at all. But Father Chen didn't know at all whether the secret could be kept or not … Although these disciples were regular customers of the dojo, they in fact had two schools. They also had to buy lessons at Liang Heng's Balance Magic Center, so their studies on both sides didn't interfere at all.
Father Chen couldn't guarantee that these disciples wouldn't talk about this matter at all. Who knew when they would become snitches and spill the beans one day.
And if Liang Heng found out about this, it would be very troublesome …
Father Chen was thinking about this matter when he taught the students that day, and seemed a little absent-minded. Some of the disciples in the dojo who didn't know what was going on thought that the author of the novel Father Chen was following had asked for leave again, so he was in a bad mood.
"Did the author of Let Go of That Wet Nurse stop updating again?" a disciple who didn't know the truth asked.
"I don't know …"
Before leaving the dojo, several disciples whispered to each other.
Only the three insiders who had come in the morning couldn't hold it in any longer.
At noon, Father Chen had specially talked to them and told them not to tell anyone about Wang Xiaoling. But sometimes, keeping a secret to yourself was so unbearable that you wanted to chop someone up …
Therefore, under these conditions, there was a saying that perhaps everyone had heard before, "Let me tell you a secret!" But you must never tell anyone!
And so, Wang Xiaoling's secret was leaked …
Although Wang Ling was inside Wang Xiaoling's body, he had seen and heard everything clearly with his King's Eye's omniscient view.
…
That night, the gloomy Father Chen turned his attention to decompressing. Everyone was stressed, and had their own way of decompressing. And Father Chen's way of decompressing was very simple:
Here, Wang Ling learned another of Father Chen's secrets … it turned out that Father Chen was also a fan of Father Wang! In the evening, the book Father Chen was reading was Let Go of That Wet Nurse, which Father Wang had started writing twelve years ago and had only just been completed with ten million words.
But at that time, Father Wang's book hadn't been serialized for long, and he hadn't signed a contract with a great god, so his overall number of fans definitely couldn't compare to what it would have twelve years later. No one could have expected that twelve years later, Father Wang would rely on this book to become a god to become rich, and even the head of state would become his fan.
Wang Ling never thought that he would actually "alarm" both his fathers at the same time …
Father Chen was now worried about Wang Xiaoling's secret being leaked.
And Father Wang had actually written it because he was worried about himself …
Mother Wang had in fact gone into seclusion when Wang Ling was three or four years old.
Before Wang Ling had created the Dao talisman seal to limit his strength, the Wang family's furniture had been destroyed, and Mother Wang's royalties and Father Wang's income from working couldn't support the family at all.
Thus, Father Wang had secretly conceived the idea of writing books to supplement the family's income.
In the end, heaven knew that once Let Go of That Wet Nurse reached two hundred and sixty thousand words, it would directly become one of the top ten best-selling books …
After that, it was time for Father Wang to come clean.
He told Mother Wang the truth, then quit his job to write books full-time to support the family. Not long after that, Mother Wang also went into seclusion to wholeheartedly take care of Wang Ling, guide him and educate him.
The couple could be said to have gone to great lengths for Wang Ling.
…
That night, Wang Xiaoling was kneading plasticine, which Super Chen had given her when she had first arrived yesterday. Super Chen, on the other hand, was playing a game console. Halfway through the game, the alarm on his phone watch suddenly rang. He casually tossed the game console to one side, and then took out an e-book from a drawer.
Wang Xiaoling's expression was clearly a little puzzled.
Super Chen smiled at Wang Xiaoling. "It's time to learn the art of language!"
Wang Ling was stupefied. As it turned out, he had actually learned the art of language …
He watched as Super Chen opened the reading page of the e-book, and sure enough, in the end, he opened Let Go of That Wet Nurse … Super Chen actually didn't know what he should read, so he added the books on his dad's bookshelf to his own.
But he couldn't find a book called Bai Jie, but it didn't matter …
Super Chen now had more than ten books for the summer break, and the first one was Let Go of That Wet Nurse. After reading more than ten books, it would be enough for him to touch the "gateway to the art of language"!
He was only four years old, and there were a lot of words that he didn't recognize, but the e-book had an electronic reading function!
Just like that, Father Wang's online novel was read out by a very creepy electronic broadcast.
Wang Ling's comment was: dry and extremely chuunibyou …
After all, this was the web; when you read some words silently, you could imagine the protagonist's mood and the scene in which the words were spoken, and it might feel good. But when you read it out loud, you might get goosebumps all over.
Halfway through the chapter, the electronic voice suddenly paused. Super Chen thought that the software had crashed, but in the end, he saw a string of streamers hovering over the top of the reading page …
"Wow, so much money! A nouveau riche has come! " Four-year-old Super Chen exclaimed. Although he hadn't been studying the web for long, he had clearly done some homework and knew what a tip meant.
But Super Chen then realized that this huge tip wasn't for Father Wang.
Twelve years ago, as a fledgling newcomer, Father Wang's sales had skyrocketed, subscriptions and monthly votes had increased dramatically. Now that the year was coming to an end, it was natural for him to choose that year's Newcomer of the Year.
A single tip of more than ten thousand yuan would be directly pinned to the top of the software.
This was equivalent to one million yuan in book currency.
And this string of one million yuan that had just appeared was for another guru.
This was an advertisement, and also a show of strength that these gurus had given Father Wang in order to compete for the title of Best Author back then.
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