When school was about to end, Guo Erdan walked to Wang Ling's desk and put two large bags of high-grade dog food on the table. The bag is written with the words "Lingwu Hall", and the manufacturer is not indicated, only the production date and expiration time are marked.

This dog food was produced by Guo Erdan's family, Wang Ling glanced at the production date and found that the date was yesterday. Entrusting a pet store to customize rations for a spirit pet is actually quite common. For Guo Erdan, Wang Ling's summary is that in addition to studying, this Guo Xiaoxiao is still a more righteous and reliable person.

"The second clam has not been here for the past two days, so I miss him." When Guo Erdan spoke, he didn't forget to push his glasses: "These two bags of dog food are exclusively customized for it, if it's not enough, come to me to get it." Oh yes, there's a flavor in the bottom left corner of the dog food bag. ”

Hearing Guo Erdan say this, Wang Ling immediately groped his gaze.

I saw the following words written in the lower left corner of the white bag: New Orleans Fly Flavor......

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When Wang Ling returned home, he found that Wang's father was leaning on the sofa smoking alone, and it had been twenty-four hours since he learned the true identity of the old man's first love. Obviously, until now, Dad Wang still hasn't recovered from such a shocking fact.

The most troublesome part of the whole thing is that the old man was purely unrequited in love at the beginning...... I couldn't find an opportunity or excuse to ask Mr. Pan out. The key is that the object is still Wang Ling's homeroom teacher, even Wang Ling feels that this matter seems to be a bit impeccable, giving people a feeling of no way to start......

Dad Wang looked at the old man and Mama Wang, who were always busy in the kitchen, and sighed deeply: "Ling Ling, you have to think of a way to deal with grandpa's affairs." Just now there was a text message in your school's parent group, saying that it was a parent-teacher conference at 6 p.m. next Monday. Do you know about this? ”

Wang Ling frowned, Wang Ling had heard Teacher Pan mention it in class before, but he didn't expect it to start so soon.

Next Monday......

Is the first Dark Monday coming into the sixtieth coming?

Wang Ling muttered in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, parent-teacher conferences should be an indispensable part of education. Through face-to-face close contact with the teacher, parents can easily learn from the teacher's mouth how to make the bamboo shoot barbecue taste better (Note 1).

Of course, compared to others, Wang Ling has never been afraid of such a formal thing as a parent-teacher meeting.

First of all, his grades are very inconspicuous, and he is in the middle all the year round according to the requirements of Wang's father and Wang's mother, so in the past parent-teacher meetings, Wang Ling almost never received the teacher's evaluation of himself.

Second, even if a teacher criticizes Wang Ling by name, there is nothing to be done about Wang's father and mother. Because...... The education of the king's decree must not be beaten. Xu Ying, the captain of the Shadow Red Forging Killer, is a good example......

Finally, one more point...... In fact, the number of times Wang's father and mother went to the parent-teacher conference, Wang Ling could break it with his fingers, and most of them were replaced by others......

Sure enough, before Wang Ling could speak, Dad Wang took out the newspaper on the coffee table, pushed his glasses, and said to himself: "I'm very busy opening a new book recently, so I have to code words at home." Your Uncle Song is still urging me to draft. Your mother has to take care of your grandfather, and I guess I don't have time to go. So the parent-teacher meeting is still the same as usual, ask your friend for a favor. ”

Wang Ling: "......"

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Now, the Wang family's meal has not yet arrived, and Wang Ling returned to the bedroom with a headache. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Erclam lying on the ground, holding a pen with a dog's paw, and drawing something crookedly in the diary.

Wang Ling found that since the second clam was forced to change from the form of a primordial god to a dog, his attitude had changed from resisting and giving up at the beginning to gradually accepting the reality now, and it had undergone a 180-degree change. Obviously, this product is now starting to adapt to human life.

It is very inconvenient to hold the pen with the dog's paws, even if the two clams use spiritual power to help themselves dredge the meridians, so that the dog's paws can be used more flexibly. However, because of the physiological structure, it still makes the two clams feel extremely difficult. Originally, Erclam wanted to practice calligraphy in the diary, but after some thought, he decided to practice his proficiency with a pen through simple drawing.

Since the afternoon, Erclam has been practicing, and the trash can is full of unfinished scraps.

Wang Ling looked at the painting that Erclam had practiced hard for several hours, and finally completed the painting, and made his own evaluation: although the lines are still not smooth, and the picture is still rough like a mosaic, but from the geometric composition of two circles and several triangles, Wang Ling can still vaguely see that Erclam's painting should be a sparrow.

As a dog, a dog who can draw, it's not easy......

Wang Ling touched the head of the second clam, and felt that it would be a condescension for this girl not to go to the circus performance.

Erclam: "......" is clearly a parrot! That stupid bird who bullies himself every day!

Wang Ling: "...... "Parrot, your sister!" Bullying you every day and painting her, you're really an M!

A man and a dog stared at this abstract bird painting for a long time, and Wang Ling felt that the groove of this painting could no longer be described in words......

At this time, Wang Ling felt the electronic watch in his hand shake, and he actually received a text message at this point in time.

There are not many people who know Wang Ling's number, Wang Linghu opened the text message suspiciously, and there were only a few short words on the text message: Brother Ling, look for me on QQ!

You don't even need to look at the number, Wang Ling knows who sent this text message just by looking at the title...... It was Trei Zhenjun.

After Wang Ling boarded QQ, he instantly saw the chat window sent by Di Lei Zhenjun: "Brother Ling, you looked for me before I heard the brothers and sisters in the group?" I'm really sorry ha, I went out to do something for my little brother before. My brother's lab was smashed by a bastard, and I was just going to talk to you about it, should we give that little brother a head on the other and pull that bastard out and beat him up? ”

"......" Wang Ling issued a string of ellipses to prove his existence.

Then, looking at the string of messages, he fell into a long silence......

Obviously, Diolei Zhenjun is accustomed to his "Brother Ling" silent expression: "Let's talk about teaching this bastard a lesson, let's take a long-term view." What's inside, what's the matter with Brother Ling? ”

Wang Ling was silent, then selected a picture of "Stone Ghost Face" in the gallery and sent it out.

Following the picture is a string 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 compared to spanking with bamboo boards......