The Daily Life Of The Immortal King - Chapter 1920: Congratulations, Wang Ling, You're Not The Mascot This Time! (1/92)
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Chapter 1920: Congratulations, Wang Ling, You're Not The Mascot This Time! (1/92)

Chapter 1920: Congratulations, w.a.n.g Ling, Youre Not The Mascot This Time! (1/92)

That night, w.a.n.g Ling actually had a faint premonition that the Eyelid alertthat he hadnt activated for a long time when he went home had started again, and it was the same frequency as the ghost and beast version... This proved that there was going to be a lot of trouble.

w.a.n.g Ling subconsciously thought that this was the b.u.t.terfly effectcaused by his mishandling of the scoring.

So when he got home, he put down his bag and started to glare at w.a.n.g Ying, who was still leaning against the wall with his arms crossed as if nothing had happened.

His whole body was numb from w.a.n.g Lings glare, in the end, he had no choice but to spread his hands. That Ling... I think that even if Im to blame for this, you cant completely blame me. I just gave you an immature suggestion, but who knew that you would take it?

w.a.n.g Ling was momentarily speechless at these words.

But given his character, he was very easily Dupedto begin with!

w.a.n.g Ling sighed in his heart. After careful thought, he felt that w.a.n.g Ying really couldnt be blamed for this; he could only be blamed for being too innocent and obedient.

Of course, w.a.n.g Ling didnt dare tell father and mother w.a.n.g about this when he came back; he was afraid that Father w.a.n.g would use an excuse to deduct his pocket money again.

But w.a.n.g Ling knew that he couldnt keep this a secret; father and mother w.a.n.g would find out about this sooner or later.

But what w.a.n.g Ling didnt expect was that Father and mother w.a.n.g would find out about this much faster than he had imagined

Seeing w.a.n.g Ling enter the room with a gloomy expression, the couple took off their shoes and went straight to the room without saying a word. From the low pressure, they could sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Although w.a.n.g Ling was usually expressionless, after living for more than ten years, father and mother w.a.n.g were very familiar with their sons temper and how he could a.n.a.lyze the situation through his micro-expressions, it wasnt an exaggeration to call him an expert.

A normal parent would definitely think that their child was upset and blame himself for not doing well in the monthly exam.

But father w.a.n.g and mother w.a.n.g were different.

Did you do too well in this exam?Mother w.a.n.g asked.

I think so.Father w.a.n.g put down the newspaper and sighed, a sad expression appeared on his face. Sigh, Ive already told him a few times. You have to suppress your score. Dont do so well. If you do too well, youll attract attention! How many compet.i.tions have you partic.i.p.ated in before? Every time, Little Zhuozi and Ah Ming have to clean up after him.

Hearing this.., but mother w.a.n.g shook her head. I think hes very clear on this matter. In the past few compet.i.tions, Ling Ling wasnt the one who wanted to go. He had to listen to all kinds of factors, plus teacher Pans forceful demands.

Besides, apart from the time Ling Ling entered the school, which time didnt he reduce his points? Shouldnt we just send him? I suspect...

Father w.a.n.g was startled and suddenly realized. Youre saying that Ling Ling has already been exposed?

It shouldnt be that serious.

Mother w.a.n.g shook her head. I guess the teachers at No. 60 High School are trying to test him. And as far as I know, because Ling Ling has always suppressed his grades, the teachers are already suspicious. So I think that occasionally doing a little better is a way to dispel the teachersworries.

After hearing this a.n.a.lysis, father w.a.n.g actually felt that mother w.a.n.gs words made a lot of sense.

But the old w.a.n.g familys rules had been set a long time ago, and couldnt be easily changed.

If you did well in the exam, your allowance would be deducted.

If you were first in the grade or something, you would be directly fined an entire years allowance.

Mother w.a.n.g still felt very sorry for w.a.n.g Ling, and as she did what she was doing, she couldnt help saying, The child is quite pitiful; dont be too compet.i.tive this time.

Mm, but I know what I should do. I just want to forget it this time,father w.a.n.g said with a sigh. How could he not know that w.a.n.g Ling wasnt easy to deal with, so this time, he decided to punish him a little less.

The punishment was one yuan, which was just a symbolic gesture.

So even though w.a.n.g Ling hadnt said anything, father and mother w.a.n.g had already guessed eighty to ninety percent of what had happened based on their understanding of w.a.n.g Ling.

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Parents were always childrens worms, and w.a.n.g Ling felt that this wasnt at all false. Sometimes, he even wondered if father and mother w.a.n.g could also be Telepathic..

How could they know so many things about him so easily?

Of course, for w.a.n.g Ling, his Nightmaretoday was far more than that.

Because that very night, teacher Pan had called him directly.

A call came to the w.a.n.g familys small villa.

He immediately gave w.a.n.g Ling a round of praise.

Teacher pan: Amazing! Amazing! Mr. w.a.n.g! Although your sons grades in all subjects have only improved by a little this time, hes directly at the top of the ranking list!

Father w.a.n.g: Teacher, why is there a ranking list for him to climb up...

Teacher pan: Our No. 60 High School has always advocated diversity. We set up various lists so that every child has a chance to go up and see themselves correctly from a multi-dimensional perspective, so that they can see their strengths and weaknesses.. To be honest, I always felt that this kid w.a.n.g Ling deliberately didnt do well in the exams.

Father w.a.n.g: Then this time...

On the other end of the line, teacher Pan was grinning from ear to ear. But this time, hes facing such a difficult exam. Not only did w.a.n.g Ling stabilize his usual level, but his grades in all subjects also improved by a few points online. With his usual steady performance and above-average performance, student w.a.n.g Lings overall ranking has shot up in one fell swoop!

Father w.a.n.g was already wiping off his sweat on the phone. Teacher Pan, you probably didnt just call me to say... that Ling Ling did well in his exams this time...

Its like this, Mr. w.a.n.g, your child is too outstanding. Moreover, our school has already won the rankings in the previous compet.i.tions he partic.i.p.ated in, so I want to recommend w.a.n.g Ling to partic.i.p.ate in this years provincial and city-level high school cultivation rankings.

Father w.a.n.g took a deep breath.

As expected, what should have come had come..

..

In an old alley deep inside vermilion bird gate in Songhai City, there was a teahouse that had been open for a long time, and a young man in a black windbreaker was walking through it.

Vermilion Bird Gate had been built in the year 2000 by cultivation Li, and had a history of more than two thousand years. During the imperial system, it had been the main corridor for the emperors daily delivery of imperial supplies, now, after the renovation, it had become a tourist attraction in Songhai city. Other than a few more shops, it still retained its original appearance.

Those city walls, arrow towers, moats... it was as if one could travel back two thousand years in an instant.

There were also many students gathered here. Because the coordinates of Vermilion Bird Gate happened to be at the center of several key cultivation high schools in Songhai city, this was also the place where the students often gathered.

It was past six oclock in the evening. A man in a black windbreaker walked along the ancient alley. He looked a little out of place among the students who were walking back and forth in their school uniforms.

He walked to the teahouse where he had arranged for someone to meet him in advance. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden door.

This was an old teahouse. The words Nine heavenswere written on the plaque in front of the door.

Who is it?

The light in the teahouse that had its door closed suddenly turned on. Immediately after, a rough voice came from inside.

I am Jing Heqiu. I am here to discuss the matter of the new students ranking in the provincial and city-level high school cultivation colleges.The Man took off his hat in front of the door and respectfully introduced himself.

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