The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The return journey is calculated by the school, using a one-stop bus service, the route passes through the doorstep of each student.

The house where the king Wang Ling lived was the furthest and last.

The school paid overtime pay to bus drivers, allowing drivers to ensure that every student was safe at home. Even though the road was a long way away, the old driver collected the money without complaining.

Just when he sent Wang Ling to his doorstep, the driver looked at the villa on the road like a nightclub in a deserted village, and could not help but sigh for Wang Ling ...

Alas, this child is so pitiful!

In recent years, house prices in the urban area are not expensive, but even the school districts in the urban area cannot afford to live in such a deserted suburb. It takes a lot of work to go to school every day, right?

The driver estimated in his mind that even if he took the fastest hearse, it would take two hours to reach the sixty middle school. Then round trip is four hours. This child has been so strenuous in school, and he usually lacks sleep! No wonder a paralyzed face!

Ye Wangling is really tired ... The main reason is that he is tired by car, otherwise he would have been home already!

He sighed a bit tired, Wang Ling stretched out to get out of the car, and when he reached the trapezoidal steps of the front door, the driver uncle called Wang Ling: "... classmates!"

Wang Ling ordered his head back, his face stunned: "???

I saw the driver uncle touched his pants pocket, took out the wallet, and then took five hundred dollar bills out of the wallet and stuffed them into Wang Ling's hands: "Classmate, I also work. But depending on your living conditions, it is not Easy. Uncle does n’t have much money. It ’s a bit of a heart. You must accept it! ”

"..."

Wang Lingling stood on the side of the road, watching the old driver drive the bus along the road, holding five hundred dollars in his hands, his face full of messy wind.

Uh ...

Uh ...

When Wang Lingling returned home, the entrance was dark, only the living room was still a little shimmering, and the sound of the TV set was faintly heard. Upon hearing, Wang Ling knew that it was the favorite TV series "The True Story" by Wang's mother ... This is a sequel to the famous TV series "Returning Pearls". It is about a girl called Zhenhuan who collected the five rings, used her hard work and sweat, wit and bravery to stand out among the intriguing athletes, and finally embarked on the inspirational story of the World True Olympic Games.

妈 The story played on TV by Mother Wang has been seen long ago, and now it is replayed late at night. Mother Wang stays in the living room to wait for her baby son to come back.

Alas, after all, I still can't get over my sleepiness.

In the final analysis, Wang's mother is just an ordinary person. Although she has a bit of physical fitness, in the final analysis, she is just a muscular middle-aged woman. It ’s not comparable to a practitioner.

Li Wang's mother leaned on the sofa, her mouth slightly tilted, probably a dream. She was covered with a small blanket, which was supposed to be covered by his father when he saw it.

Wang Lingling looked at the time, it was almost two o'clock in the morning ...

The king Wang Ling raised his hand, and a ray of light emerged, and instantly moved Wang's mother to the bedroom bed.

He followed, Wang Ling gently came to the second floor, and separated from his cubicle for four days, which made Wang Ling's heart feel a kind of missing emotion. The master bedroom of the father and mother is on the third floor. Before that, Wang Ling had sent the mother to the king. On the second floor, in addition to Wang Ling's own bedroom, there was also Wang father's study.

At this time, the study light is still on, and Wang's father is repairing immortals in the study ...

Wang Lingling knew instantly that Wang's father was 80% off again!

For a professional online novel writer, the inspiration is the life of the online writer. Dad ’s education level is not high, but the style of online fiction is not like traditional literature. Looking at the novel and accumulated practical experience, he can always improve. Dad has been in this business for more than ten years, and his writing is definitely decent. At this level of Wang Dad, when the newcomer is on the road, at the stage of tens of thousands of Japanese yards, how to conceive the plot and write a more interesting plot is what Dad thinks about every day.

Wang Caving's feeling, Wang Ling has not felt it, but I can imagine that this feeling must be like the feeling of a peeing cow ball hidden in a nesting mat stuck in the rectum.

Writers find inspiration differently. Among them, smoking and drinking are the most common ways to find inspiration. The inspiration that Dad is looking for is very special. Whenever Kavin, Dad will open a live broadcast platform in an attempt to communicate with the female anchors on the Internet platform through soul communication to draw inspiration from writing.

Da Wang ’s full name is Wang Jiao. In order to get closer with these female anchors, in addition to paying a part of the draft fees to buy gifts and rewards, he even gave himself a coquettish ID called Wang Jiaomei.

Of course, these mothers don't know these things. Because if you know this, it is very likely that Wang Dad will not see the dawn sun ... In order to prevent Wang Ling from speaking out, Wang Dad even unilaterally added Wang Ling's pocket money, which is thoughtful layout.

I may have been traveling for four days and too much happened. It is rare to have such a late night to relax myself. Somehow that night, Wang Ling's interest came, and he was a little restless in bed trying to see what Wang's father was talking about.

Ling Wang Ling felt that he must have been infected by Guo Hao's goods. He would never gossip like this before.

Wang Ling sat upright and looked in the direction of the study. His pupils were blooming like a kaleidoscope ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The wall in front of him soon became transparent, and his gaze was straight through, focusing on the father Computer screen.

Ye Wangling looked at the title of the live room that Wang ’s dad entered. It said [your moon, my heart], and the small word next to the title said the female anchor ’s ID: Xiaoxuan.

Wang Ling was surprised to find that he had actually heard the name. This is the hot Internet celebrity female anchor who recently responded with a pure and beautiful face, a sweet voice, and a clever clever response. People answer all kinds of emotional problems, and they are widely loved by the audience.

Ye Wang Ling glanced at the female anchor's fan rankings, and Wang's father was actually in the top ten! Or the guardian of this female anchor! 200,000 fans a month ... At least 20,000 rewarded this female anchor this month!

Now if Wang Ling sends this list to Wang's mother by remote screen capture ... Wang Ling thinks that Dad's father is likely to have no ashes left.

However, Wang Ling did not do so in the end for family harmony.

Obviously, Dad Wang is very famous in the live broadcast room. As soon as the system in the chat room is online, the Dad's ID will be boldly enlarged and bullied into the channel bulletin board. [The guardian of the anchor Xiaoxuan: Wang Jiaomei is online now! 】

Now the live broadcast is empty, the female anchor seems to go to the toilet ...

的 The guardian of the live broadcast has the privilege to have a direct conversation with the female anchor.

Dad Wang looked at the hostess's empty boudoir, raised her eyebrows, put on the headset, and cleared her throat ...

Then ... Wang Ling heard, a voice of extreme coquettishness that had never been heard came from the air.

"Xiao Xuan is there? Xiao Xuan is there? Yes, yes, yes ... I am Jiao Mei!"

King Wang Ling: "..."