The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Near school, Guo Erdan went to Wang Ling's desk and put two large bags of high-grade dog food on the table. The word "Ling Maid House" was written on the bag. The manufacturer was not specified, only the production date and expiration time were marked.

This dog food was produced by Guo Er's family. Wang Ling glanced at the date of production and found that the date was yesterday. Entrusting a pet shop to custom rations for Ling pets is actually quite common. For Guo Erdan, Wang Ling's summary is that, in addition to his studies, this Guo Xiao is a more moral and reliable person.

"The two clams are not here these two days, I miss him." When Guo Erdan said, he pushed his glasses. "These two bags of dog food are made exclusively for him. If not enough, come to me to get them." Oh yes, the dog food bag has a taste label in the lower left corner. "

Hearing Guo Erdan's words, Wang Ling immediately fumbled.

I saw the white bag with the following words in the bottom left corner: New Orleans flies ...

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When Wang Ling returned home, he found that Wang's father was smoking on the sofa alone, and it had been 24 hours since he knew the true identity of the first love of the old man. Obviously, until now, Dad Wang has not recovered from such an astonishing fact.

The most troublesome part of the whole thing is that the old man was purely unrequited ... he couldn't find an opportunity and an excuse to invite Teacher Pan out. The key is that the target is still Wang Ling's class teacher. Even Wang Ling feels that this matter seems a little impeccable, giving people a feeling that they can't start ...

Dad looked at the grandfather and the mother who were always busy in the kitchen, and sighed deeply: "Lingling, grandfather, think about it again. Just texted in the parent group of your school Yes, it ’s the parents ’meeting at 6pm next Monday. Do you know about this?”

Wang Ling frowned. Before the parents' meeting, Wang Ling heard from Teacher Pan in class, but just didn't expect it to start so soon.

Next Monday……

Is the first dark Monday in the sixtieth coming?

Wang Ling muttered in his heart.

From small to large, the parent-teacher association should be an integral part of education. Through close face-to-face contact with the teacher, parents can easily learn from the teacher's mouth how to make bamboo shoots and barbecue to be more delicious (Note 1).

Of course, compared to others, Wang Ling has never been afraid of this form of parent association.

First of all, his grades are inconspicuous, and he has been centered all year round according to the requirements of Wang's parents. Therefore, in previous parent meetings, Wang Ling hardly received a teacher's evaluation of himself.

Secondly, even if a teacher criticizes Wang Ling by name, there is nothing he can do for Wang's parents. Because ... the education of Wang Ling must never be used. Yingying Red Forged Killer Captain Xu Ying is a good example ...

Finally, one thing to explain is ... In fact, the number of times Wang and Wang went to the parent-teacher meeting, Wang Ling could carry them with his fingers, most of them were for someone ...

Sure enough, Wang Ling hadn't spoken yet. Dad smoked the newspaper on the coffee table, pushed the frame glasses, and said to himself: "I've been busy writing a new book recently. I have to code at home. Uncle Song He also reminded me. Your mother has to take care of your grandfather, and I don't think it's going to go. So the parent-teacher meeting, as usual, ask your friends to help me. "

Wang Ling: "..."

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At present, the Wang family's meal has not arrived yet, Wang Ling returned to the bedroom with some headaches. As soon as I entered the door, I saw two clams lying on the ground, holding a pen with a dog's paw, and crookedly drawing something on the diary.

Wang Ling found that since the two clams were forced from a form of Yuanshen to become a dog, his attitude has resisted any self-violence and self-abandonment, and now gradually accepts reality, and a great change of 180 degrees has taken place. Obviously, this product has now begun to adapt to human life.

It is inconvenient to hold the pen with the dog's paw, even if the second clam uses spiritual power to help clear the meridians, making the dog's paw more flexible to use. However, because of the physiological structure, it still makes the two clams extremely strenuous. Originally, the two clams wanted to practice writing in the diary, but after some thought, they decided to use simple painting to exercise their proficiency in pen.

Since the afternoon, the two clams have been practicing, and the trash can is full of unfinished scraps.

Wang Ling looked at Er Ha's painstaking practice for several hours, and finally made the painting, and made his own evaluation: Although the lines are still not smooth, the picture is still rough as if it were mosaic, but from two circles and several On the triangular geometric composition, Wang Ling still can vaguely see that the second clam should be a sparrow.

As a dog, a dog who can draw, this is no longer easy ...

Wang Ling touched the dog head of Er Ha, and felt that it would be a curse for her to not perform at the circus. That idiot who bullies himself every day!

Wang Ling: "..." Parrot, your sister! Every day you bully you and draw her, you really are an M!

One person and one dog stared at the abstract bird painting for a long time, and Wang Ling felt that the slot of the painting could not be described with words ...

At this time, Wang Ling felt a shock in his electronic watch, and actually received a text message reminder at this time.

Not many people know Wang Ling's number. Wang Ling suspiciously opened the text message. There were only a few short words on the text message: Ling brother, find me on QQ!

You don't need to look at the number. Wang Lingguang just looked at the title to know who sent the text message ... It was Di Lei Zhenjun.

After Wang Ling boarded QQ, he immediately saw the chat window sent by Dilei Zhenjun: "Brother Ling, listen to the brothers and sisters in the group before you asked me? I'm so sorry, I used to take the lead for one of my little brothers and went out Something happened. My brother's lab had a **** smashed. I'm going to ask you to make a total of it. Would you like to give my little brother a shot and pull the **** out?

"..." Wang Ling issued a series of ellipsis to prove his existence.

Then, looking at the message, I fell into a long silence ...

Obviously, Diorui Zhenjun has become accustomed to his "linger brother" taciturn expression: "Teach the bastard, let's discuss it from a long-term perspective. What's the matter, what brother Ling can find me?"

Wang Ling was silent, then selected a picture of "stone ghost face" in the gallery and sent it out.

Following the picture is a series of text messages from Wang Lingda: "Have you seen this mask?"

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PS——Note 1: Bamboo shoot barbecue, a dish name, also likened to spanking with bamboo board ...