The Daily Life Of The Immortal King

Chapter 1212: Chapter 1,211. Look how scared this kid is

Chapter 1212: Chapter 1,211. Look how scared this kid is


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On Sunday, November 22, the ninth day of the national cultivation school physical skills compet.i.tion, students from 100 schools from all over the country lined up in neat phalanxes and gathered in the square of the Nine Dragon Mountain base.


It could be seen that compared to the beginning, the delegations sent by the various schools were basically fewer people. Some students had accidentally broken bones or suffered more serious injuries in the course of the compet.i.tion, after the lead teacher reported the statistics, they were exempted from partic.i.p.ating in the closing ceremony.


Yi Zhiyang and Lotus Sun didn’t come.


In fact, Lotus Sun had already woken up a long time ago, but grandfather sun of Huaguo Water Curtain Group was worried, so he took lotus sun back overnight for a more detailed examination.


All in all, the national physical skills compet.i.tion had ended with No. 60 High’s one-sided team show.


Many people sighed in their hearts at the drama of the compet.i.tion.


At the same time, many people had pent-up resentment in their hearts.


Before the compet.i.tion had even started, no one had expected No. 60 high school to be so far ahead of the other teams in the form of essay bonus points.


What happened to the physical skills exchange compet.i.tion!


w.a.n.g Ling thought back to the spirit sword compet.i.tion with No. 59 High School.


They hadn’t had many opportunities to display their spirit swords at all, and this national physical skills compet.i.tion had unexpectedly made the same mistake again.


Life was indeed a circle.


But the compet.i.tion wasn’t completely devoid of exciting fighting scenes. For example, the battle between Yi Zhiyang and Lotus Sun, who were at the peak of the lower golden core stage, could be replayed over and over again,


on the field, w.a.n.g Ling looked around from the corner of his eye and found that quite a few people were watching him.


He understood in his heart that the focus of so much attention was definitely not the battle with Nan Yixiu, but the essay written by his real clone “Crispy noodles”after the match had made him popular..


Who knew things would develop like this!


w.a.n.g Ling sighed helplessly.


..


On the way back to Songhai City on the immortal airs.h.i.+p, w.a.n.g Ling was worried about one thing, which was whether father w.a.n.g would use an excuse to deduct his pocket money.


This national compet.i.tion had caused him too much trouble, and now the entire school — no, the entire Union of ten thousand schools — knew that his essay was good.


But it was good that Odd Zhuo knew that he had always liked to keep a low profile and didn’t like to engage in such eye-catching maneuvers, so at present, Odd Zhuo had already spread the word that w.a.n.g Ling’s essay this time was just a “Flash in the PAN.”.


Writing a composition was largely based on inspiration and luck, and a person couldn’t guarantee that he would be able to write golden sentences all the time, sometimes, he would suddenly think of a very awesome sentence; it was really just a sudden burst of inspiration.


However, w.a.n.g Ling didn’t know how many people would accept this statement.


In any case, on the way back, everyone on the immortal s.h.i.+p in the sky was full of admiration for w.a.n.g Ling, especially Tang Jingze, who could almost be described as prostrating himself on the ground.


“Student w.a.n.g Ling, your composition is amazing! You’re practically a contemporary Lu Shu Ren!”Tang Jingze studied the sentence in the composition.


His favorite line was: “A speck of dust in the era, when it falls on a person’s head, is like a mountain.”


What kind of literary talent was it to be able to write such a brilliant golden sentence?


Amazing..


The most excited person was none other than w.a.n.g Ling’s language teacher: Guan Ziqian.


Teacher Guan was a very low-key person who rarely showed his face.


He was a very low-key office worker, and of course, his professional skills were also unquestionable.


All along, Guan Ziqian had been quite critical of w.a.n.g Ling’s composition. It wasn’t that w.a.n.g Ling’s writing wasn’t good, but that it was too plain! It was like a running account, and even the arguments were very old-fas.h.i.+oned! In the essay for the examination, w.a.n.g Ling’s composition could barely be considered above-average, but this kind of composition would never get high marks.


Thus, when this composition called “Stand-in”was exposed in the national compet.i.tion, teacher Guan, who usually didn’t speak much in the group, actually openly tagged w.a.n.g Ling.


“@w.a.n.g Ling, you’re finally enlightened?”Teacher Guan sent an emoji covering her face as she laughed. “Why do I feel like your composition is like a Ghostwriter?”


w.a.n.g Ling looked at teacher Guan’s question in the cla.s.s group and thought about it for a long time before replying with two trembling words: “No.”


To be honest, when these two words were typed on the screen, w.a.n.g Ling felt guilty.


When teacher Guan saw the reply, she didn’t stand on ceremony and directly retorted in the group. “Then what’s with your usual composition? Are you acting me?”


“…”


It hit the nail on the head.


w.a.n.g Ling was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.


Fortunately, old antique came out in time to smooth things over for w.a.n.g Ling. “Student w.a.n.g Ling is a contestant who occasionally performs well in big compet.i.tions, teacher Guan, don’t be so calculative.”When he saw w.a.n.g Ling holding his phone with a pitiful look on his face, his heart ached a little.


Look how scared this child is!


Teacher Guan was naturally joking.


His student had written such an excellent composition in a national compet.i.tion, and he was very happy about it.


He didn’t type anymore, he directly praised w.a.n.g Ling publicly through voice chat in the group. “w.a.n.g Ling, this fully demonstrates that you actually have the potential to write a composition. I suspect that the composition you wrote before was probably because you didn’t have enough time and were too nervous. If you had enough time, even if you didn’t perform as well as you did this time, you would at least be above average or even above average!”


w.a.n.g Ling still didn’t have the courage to reply.


The reason was that he felt that teacher Guan was implying something.


Sure enough, teacher Guan said, “w.a.n.g Ling, there’s a writing compet.i.tion in the district in the middle of next month. The teachers in our language group have been discussing for a long time who our school should send over. Why Don’t you do it?”


w.a.n.g Ling:”?”


Teacher Guan: “This time, it’s all because of your essay that our school won the national compet.i.tion. I don’t think the teachers in the other language groups have any objections. People are all forced out. Since you have potential, you should put some pressure on yourself, understand? Teacher, this is for your own good.”


w.a.n.g Ling:”…”


He had known that things would develop like this!


..


It was already afternoon when he took the immortal airs.h.i.+p back to No. 60 high school’s playground. w.a.n.g Ling was about to go home when he heard someone shouting on the way out of the school gate, “A speck of dust from the era! A speck of dust from the era!”


“…”w.a.n.g Ling turned his head and actually saw a pa.s.serby looking at him excitedly. It was a middle-aged woman who was bringing her daughter home from school.


Judging from the girl’s clothes, she should be from Qingyun Primary School, which was near No. 60 high school.


“See that brother? A speck of dust from the Times!”The middle-aged woman squatted down, she said excitedly to her daughter. She had forgotten w.a.n.g Ling’s name, but still gave him a unique nickname based on his essay.


In other words: A Speck of dust in the era..


“You have to learn from that brother, he writes very well!”The middle-aged woman was very excited.


“Mom! That brother is eating crispy noodle snacks!”The little girl pointed at w.a.n.g Ling.


“Let’s Go! Let’s go buy some! Eat It! Maybe your s.h.i.+tty essay can be as good as that brother’s!”The middle-aged woman was even more excited.


“…”


The corners of w.a.n.g Ling’s mouth twitched.


It looked like he was really famous this time.


Even his face was starting to be s.n.a.t.c.hed away..


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