Chapter 98 I heard that the parent-teacher meeting is the root of Bamboo Shoot Barbecue
When school was about to end, Guo Erdan walked to Wang Ling's desk and placed two large bags of high-end dog food on the desk. The words "Spiritual Maid House" were written in large letters on the bags, without specifying the manufacturer.
Only the production date and expiration date are marked.
This dog food was produced by Guo Erdan's family. Wang Ling looked at the production date and found that it was yesterday. It is actually quite common to entrust a pet store to customize food for spiritual pets. As for Guo Erdan,
Wang Ling's conclusion was that apart from academic matters, this student from Guo Xiao was also a relatively loyal and reliable person.
"Louha has been away for the past two days, so I missed him." When Guo Erdan spoke, he did not forget to push up his glasses: "These two bags of dog food are specially customized for him. If there is not enough, come and get it from me.
Oh, by the way, the dog food bag has the flavor labeled on the lower left corner."
After hearing what Guo Erdan said, Wang Ling immediately looked over.
I saw the following words written on the lower left corner of the white packaging bag: New Orleans Fly Flavor...
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When Wang Ling returned home, he found Wang's father leaning on the sofa smoking alone. Twenty-four hours had passed since he learned the true identity of his first love. Obviously, Wang's father still hasn't done this until now.
Recovering from the shocking facts.
The most troublesome part of the whole thing is that the old man had a purely unrequited love at the beginning... and couldn't find any opportunity or excuse to ask Teacher Pan out. The key is that the person was still Wang Ling's class teacher, and even Wang Ling felt that this was the case.
It seems a bit impeccable, giving people the feeling that there is no way to start...
Father Wang looked at the old man and Mother Wang in a daze, who were always busy in the kitchen, and sighed deeply: "Ling Ling, please think of something else about grandpa. You just sent a text message to the parent group of your school.
Yes, it said there will be a parent-teacher meeting at six o'clock next Monday evening. Do you know about this?"
Wang Ling frowned. Wang Ling had heard Teacher Pan mention the parent-teacher conference in class before, but he didn't expect it to start so soon.
Next Monday……
Is the first Dark Monday in the 60th coming?
Wang Ling murmured in his heart.
From childhood to adulthood, parent-teacher conferences should be an indispensable part of education. Through face-to-face close contact with teachers, parents can easily learn from the teacher how to make bamboo shoot barbecue to make it more delicious (
Note 1).
Of course, compared to others, Wang Ling was never afraid of formal things like parent-teacher meetings.
First of all, his grades are very unremarkable. According to the requirements of Wang's parents, Wang Ling has always been in the middle. Therefore, in previous parent-teacher meetings, Wang Ling would rarely receive comments from his teachers.
Secondly, even if a teacher criticized Wang Ling by name, there would be nothing that could be done to Wang Ling's parents. Because... Wang Ling's education must not be achieved through beatings. Xu Ying, the captain of the Yingliu Red Forged Killer, is just a
Great example…
Finally, I would like to point out that... In fact, Wang Ling could count the number of parent-teacher meetings that Wang and his mother attended with his fingers, and most of them were replaced by others...
Sure enough, before Wang Ling could say anything, Dad Wang took out the newspaper on the coffee table, pushed up his glasses, and spoke to himself: "I've been very busy recently writing a new book, and I have to type at home. Where's your Uncle Song?
You're still urging me to finish the manuscript. Your mother has to take care of your grandfather, so she probably won't have time to go. So the parent-teacher conference should be as usual, and ask your friend to help you."
Wang Ling: "..."
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Now, the meal for the Wang family has not yet arrived, and Wang Ling returned to the bedroom with a headache. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Loopy lying on the ground, holding a pen with his dog's paw, and drawing crookedly on the diary.
What.
Wang Ling discovered that since Loopy Ha was forced to change from the form of a soul to a dog, his attitude had undergone a 180-degree change from resisting and giving up at the beginning to gradually accepting the reality. Obviously, now this
Goods have begun to adapt to human life.
It is very inconvenient to hold a pen with a dog's paw. Even though Loopy Toad uses spiritual power to help clear its meridians and make the dog's paws more flexible to use. However, due to the physiological structure, Loopy Toad still feels extremely strenuous. Originally, Loopy Toad wanted to
I practiced calligraphy in my diary, but after some thought, I decided to practice my pen proficiency through simple drawing first.
Loopy Ha has been practicing since the afternoon, and the trash can is full of unfinished scraps.
Wang Ling looked at the painting that Loopy had painstakingly practiced for several hours and made his own evaluation: Although the lines were still not smooth and the picture was still as rough as a mosaic, from the two circles and several
From the geometric composition of the triangle, Wang Ling could still vaguely see that Loopy Toad should be painting a sparrow.
As a dog, a dog who can draw, this is not easy...
Wang Ling touched Loopy Toad's dog's head and felt that it would be a waste of talent for this girl not to perform in the circus.
Loopy Toad: "..." It's obvious that Tamar is a parrot! That stupid bird, Erdan, who bullies him every day!
Wang Ling: "..." Parrot, your sister! She bullies you every day and even draws pictures of her. You are indeed an M!
One person and one dog stared at this abstract bird painting for a long time. Wang Ling felt that the flaws of this painting could no longer be described in words...
At this time, Wang Ling felt the electronic watch on his hand vibrate, and unexpectedly received a text message at this time.
Not many people knew Wang Ling's number. Wang Ling opened the text message suspiciously. There were only a few short words in the text message: Brother Ling, find me on QQ!
Without looking at the number, Wang Ling knew who sent this text message just by looking at the title...it was none other than Lord Throwing Thunder.
After Wang Ling logged into QQ, he immediately saw the chat window sent by Lord Throwing Thunder: "Brother Ling, I heard from the brothers and sisters in the group that you came to me before? I'm really sorry. I stood up for one of my little brothers and went out to do something.
Something happened. My brother's laboratory was smashed by a bastard, and I was planning to ask you to figure it out. Can we help my little brother and pull that bastard out and give him a good beating?"
"..." Wang Ling sent a string of ellipses to prove his existence.
Then, looking at this string of information, I fell into a long silence...
Obviously, Lord Throwing Thunder has become accustomed to the taciturn way of expression of his "brother": "We will discuss the matter of teaching this bastard a lesson in the long run. What's going on? Brother, if you have anything to do with me, do you want to see me?"
Wang Ling was silent, then selected a picture of "Stone Ghost Face" in the gallery and sent it.
Following the picture was a text message written by Wang Ling: "Have you seen this mask?"
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PS - Note 1: Bamboo shoot barbecue, the name of a dish, is also a metaphor for spanking with a bamboo board...