Father Wang called Wang Ling to the study. It didn't take "His Mind" to tell Wang Ling that Father Wang was looking for him about his composition.
Sure enough, in the study room, Wang Ling saw Father Wang's computer interface, which happened to be frozen in the background of the composition review.
"Did you write this...?" Father Wang stared at Wang Ling with a slightly funny expression on his face.
There was no way he wouldn't recognize his son's handwriting.
Wang Ling's handwriting was carefully trained by his father since he was a child.
After all, Wang Ling was able to hold a pen right after he was born. Dad Wang always felt that good calligraphy and beautiful handwriting could affect a person's life.
And this is actually a way to exercise control of strength.
At least, Wang Ling was now confident about the strength with which he could hold the pen.
The process of teaching writing is not easy, and now when Dad Wang thinks about it, he still feels very bitter.
Those pens that Wang Ling pinched off during the process, even if calculated at 1 yuan each, could cover his royalties for several years...
"Xiao Lei sent me a text message earlier, asking me to take care of this composition. In fact, I have seen it a long time ago." Dad Wang said with a smile.
He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The nicotine breath turned into smoke dragons and was spit out from Dad Wang's mouth and nose.
Then, the smoke was inhaled into Wang Ling's lungs, filtered into fresh oxygen, and flowed back into the study.
Although Father Wang was smoking, the whole study had no smell at all.
There is no need to worry about PM2.5 in the Wang Family Villa, so there is no need to buy an air purifier.
Wang Ling is ready-made.
This is the benefit of raising a son.
"Don't be nervous. We have discussed it with several reviewers and decided to send this essay to the creative library. I voted against it. You should know the reason better than me. After all, I am still your father, and I still have to avoid suspicion.
.”
"Yes." Wang Ling nodded.
"I haven't finished what I said." Dad Wang said, "Although I voted against it, it's useless. According to the principle of the minority obeying the majority, your essay will still be sent in in the end."
"..." Wang Ling.
"This is the final result of your essay. But I came to talk to you today, not just about the essay."
Father Wang thought for a moment, then raised his eyebrows.
He looked at Wang Ling with a deep look, and there was a hint of meaning in his eyes: "How is the matter between you and Miss Sun?"
"..."
Hearing this, Wang Ling was sweating.
"You have even seen big scenes like planet explosions, and yet you would be nervous about such a thing. As expected of you."
Dad Wang was so happy that he put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and twisted it a few times.
His eyes flashed slightly, and his tone was quite free and unrestrained: "We boys from the Wang family have never been short of love in our lives. However, we have always been the more proactive ones. We have various active skills in love, but you don't have any."
I inherited it and added all the skill points to the passive points."
"..."
"Your temperament is a bit like your mother's. When we met, your mother was also passive. But not as serious as you. At least I wrote a song and a few poems, and finally moved her.
.”
Father Wang sighed and said: "Unrequited love is always the most tiring. I see that Miss Sun is so devoted to you, it is really not easy..."
Having said this, Father Wang paused. He was observing Wang Ling's expression. When he saw that Wang Ling still looked neither sad nor happy, he said, "I actually understand you. At this stage, your
The power is not well controlled yet. If you interact with Miss Sun, you might hurt Miss Sun. In this case, creating humans will be unrealistic..."
"..." After hearing this, Wang Ling's eyes finally couldn't help but twitch.
He felt that Father Wang was getting more and more outrageous!
"You're kidding." Dad Wang laughed and patted Wang Ling on the shoulder: "Thank you, son."
Wang Ling: "???"
"I want to add a wooden supporting character like an emotional idiot in the plot of my next novel. You have provided me with very good material. I have been observing your reaction just now. It's good! The material was successfully drawn!"
Father Wang sincerely praised him: "It's better to raise a son who can be an air purifier and a tool man."
Wang Ling: "..."
Listen!
Is this human language...
…
Saturday, December 5th.
Last night, Sun Ying'er was tortured by Wang Ying all night long, and she felt like her waist was about to collapse.
It wasn't until six o'clock in the morning that Wang Ying showed mercy and released her back.
"Rongrong..."
When Sun Ying'er returned home, she threw herself into Sun Rong's soft arms: "Wang Ying, he bullied me..."
She looked like she was crying, as if she had been greatly wronged, but there were no tears on her face.
On the contrary, Lotus Sun felt that maybe Ying'er... was quite happy?
"Then, shall I send a message to classmate Wang Ling?" Sun Rong asked tentatively.
"Don't, don't, don't! How can I ask a real person to do something about this mess between the two of us? I think I'll leave it alone!" Sun Ying'er immediately raised her head.
"Why do I feel that you are quite happy?" Lotus Sun couldn't help but laugh.
"Who... who is happy! You are being grabbed by a ※※ hand and forcibly touching your abdominal muscles. Are you willing? It's so ※※! Wang Ying is just a natural super ※※!"
"Why do I feel like you didn't say everything you said?"
"Rong Rong, did you just hear the [beep] sound?"
"kindness……"
"It's Wang Ying! He set up a keyword blocking spell for me. As long as I say he is ※※, it will become ※※."
"I understand."
Lotus Sun nodded and couldn't help but laugh: "I think Mr. Ying is quite good at playing."
Sun Ying'er was about to cry but had no tears: "He said that this spell will automatically count. He also established a new rule, and punishment will be based on the count in the future. Every time he is blocked, he will receive 50 ball bangs. This ※※ Wang Ying! Also
Only he can come up with such a ※※ solution!”
"Stop it, you've just said it seven times, it seems..."
"Isn't that just...350 times..."
Sun Ying'er almost gave up the idea of resisting: "I'll chop off the waist and give it to him!"
Lotus Sun: "..."
"Hey, actually there is a reason why I feel so uncomfortable."
At this time, Sun Ying'er sighed: "It's okay for Wang Ying to be arrogant to me. No one else saw me in such a mess anyway... But last night, the scene of me being hit by him was seen by one person! Still
A girl! I also want to save face!"
"Girl? Which girl?"
"It's Miss Ajuan! The one who used the phone screen to push me back!"
"It's her!" Lotus Sun also remembered: "But isn't the location where Mr. Ying took you to Qiudong deep to the west of the Milky Way outside the territory... How could Miss Ajuan appear there?"
"have no idea."
Sun Ying'er shook her head, and then said seriously: "I suspect she is jealous of me and wants to touch Wang Ying."