The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ling used space sketching to draw Mr. Pan’s appearance on paper. The last time he used this technique, or when he asked Zheng Tan to find Wang Ming. However, what Wang Ling didn’t expect was that the object of this painting turned out to be his own class teacher!

Wang Da stared at Wang Ling’s sketched portrait and pushed the black-rimmed glasses into a mysterious silence: “…”

The woman on the portrait has a slight deformation due to her long-term office. Although she is not as good as the waist of the bucket, she can clearly see the swimming circle on her stomach. The eclectic ponytail has already had mottled white hair, and the years of Capricorn added a lot of wrinkles to the woman’s face. Regardless of how Wang Dabao made up his mind, he could not combine Teacher Pan with the image of the young girl who was born in his memory…

“You are sure… your class teacher, Mr. Pan, is that a little green girl?”

Wang Ling slammed Erha’s dog’s buttocks, and Erha’s grievances “Wang”.

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Wang Da couldn’t help but take a breath of cold air… This is really, Tai Tama is shocked!

In the middle of the night, Wang Ma applied a mask on the upper floor. The old man rested early. Wang and his father and son looked at the portrait of Teacher Pan. They couldn’t fall in love with the sofa in the study room. They couldn’t stop sighing in their eyebrows.

The really troublesome thing is not because the first love of Wang’s father is Pan, but then, Wang Ling wants to find a way to arrange for Mr. Pan and his father to see each other. This is the most arrogant!

Because this incident was too horrified, Wang Da’s mood was gone, and he wanted to be quiet… I put the portrait on the table and went to sleep on the floor.

When Wang Ling returned to the small bedroom, he stayed up all night, because he really couldn’t think of any way to bring the father and Pan together. It’s a perfect look after a long time. Oh…

Wang Ling thinks that this is very painful…

Early the next morning, the sky was already bright, and Wang Ling went out. Another man was sitting at the door and basking in the sun.

This time, the old man put two cold dishes in Wang Ling’s lunch box. This time, it was two cold dishes, a black fungus mixed with cucumber, and a couple’s lungs.

Wang Ling was shocked again: “…” always felt that the two dishes prepared by the father did not have any meaning.

When Wang Ling reached out and took the lunch box, the old man pulled Wang Ling: “Order, I dreamed of your grandmother…”

Wang Ling is silent.

“She became young, as beautiful as before…” The old man smiled and smiled happily: “On the day she left, I took her in my arms and gently told me that the next life, hehe, Still a husband and wife…”

Speaking of this, the old man’s eyes ooze a little tear, but he resisted tears and turned around in his eyes: “She told me to dream, I want to eat the cold dishes I made myself… these two dishes, trouble Let you help me burn it for her!”

Wang Ling: “…” Dare, this is not for me! ?

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Today’s schools, all classes, an uncharacteristic harmony, because Dakang secretary to send the inspection team. The phenomenon of copying jobs in each class has converged a lot. When Wang Ling stepped into the teaching building, he saw a young man with a blue cuff tied to his arm. He was walking through the corridor and patrolling each class to see if there was any violation of discipline.

This young man, Wang Ling, also heard that Yu Heng, a senior high school student in the 60th Middle School, is also the head of the 60th Middle School Student Association. People send the nickname “Yu chief”!

The Yuzu chief has a characteristic, and the work is very old and sleek. There will always be some disciplinary phenomena in the early morning school, but as long as it is not discovered by the Yuzu, the Yuzu is naturally too lazy to expose, and they are graduating soon. Offended people; and the patriarchs did not have the habit of repeated inspections. Every class was able to see it all the time, even if it was done, the reason is very simple… As a graduate of the third year, the Yuzu’s own homework is not finished! Where do you have more time to do any inspections!

But there is no way. Many times, the school leaders like to do something vain. In fact, Yu Heng does not believe in the universities that are the focus of the city. There is no such thing as copying homework… Of course, this is not an act of advocating copying.

The so-called existence is reasonable…

The Yu chief thinks that sometimes because of some force majeure elements, the homework is not completed on time, and copying it once or twice is actually understandable.

When Wang Ling came to the class, he saw that the Yuzu’s forefoot had just stepped into the high school and the third class. After a lazy scan of the circle, some tired questions asked: “Who are you studying committee members?”

Then, the little peanuts stood up and raised their hands.

“it’s me……”

The little peanuts are not tall, standing in front of Yu Heng, like a primary school student, with his head down and his eyes stunned: “Yu Xuechang, you can rest assured that our classmates can be serious! Absolutely… no copying phenomenon.”

Yu Heng, a pair of dead fish eyes, stared at the little peanuts for a while, and saw at a glance that the younger brother who was a little bit stunned was lying. The specific performance is: the language is uncertain, the eyes are erratic, the hands and feet are not natural… Also, what is the honey blush! ?

However, because I did not catch the current work of copying the work, Yu Heng did not have the pain of the egg to scream: “Well, today I checked here.” After finishing the film, I did not forget to take a picture of the small peanuts. A young man has a future.

Whether it is elementary school, junior high school or high school, the first grade is always the most constrained. When you do something bad, you are afraid of being discovered, and then you are afraid of it. As an old driver who has been in the 60s for three years, the grandfather looks at it. I saw the thoughts of small peanuts. But these are irrelevant, because he thinks that soon after, the small peanuts will become old fritters.

When Wang Ling returned to the seat, the head of the remnant was resolutely checked and was ready to go. Steps have just taken a high class and three classes, and the two egg masters began to shout: “The remnant is reassured, as an excellent young boy with three views, we are determined not to copy homework!” After finishing this, the two egg masters felt that hiding The red scarf in the depths of my heart is brighter.

Little peanuts shyly covered his face: “Guo, your, your nose…”

Master II touched his nose and found that he had nosebleeds: “Oh, it must be too excited! Yes, it must be! My inner justice tells me that copying homework is a very evil act!”

Wang Ling’s gaze gaze at the two eggs: “…” This shop absolutely uses four strokes to copy homework!

After that, the master of the two eggs returned to the seat, but the buttocks just got on the seat, and they stood up with the electricity.

Wang Ling heard a sigh in the heart of the two egg masters: Hey, the ass hurts… I knew I didn’t need five strokes…

Wang Ling: “…” What did you do in the morning? ?