The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The way back is calculated by the school. It is a one-stop service. The route passes through the door of every student.

Wang Ling's family lives the farthest and last home.

The school paid the overtime pay for the bus driver, let the driver ensure that every student is safe to get home, although the road is very far away, the old driver received no money but no complaints.

Just when Wang Ling was sent to the door of the house, the driver looked at the Wangjia villa like a desert village nightclub. He couldn’t help but sigh for Wang Ling...

- This child is really pitiful!

In this year, the urban housing prices are not expensive, but even the urban district housing can not afford to buy, even live in this uninhabited suburb. It takes a lot of work to go to school every day.

The driver estimated in his heart that even the fastest hearse would take two hours to reach the 60th. Then the round trip is four hours. This child is so hard in the last school, and the usual sleep is definitely not enough! It’s no wonder that a face is a face!

Wang Ling is indeed a little tired... The main reason is that sitting in the car is tired, otherwise he has already arrived home!

Some heart sighed, Wang Ling stretched out and got ready to get off. When he reached the front door trapezoidal steps, the driver uncle stopped Wang Ling: "...classmate!"

Wang Ling turned back and looked blank: "???"

I saw the driver’s uncle touched the trouser pocket, pulled out the wallet, and then took out five hundred dollar bills from the wallet and stuffed it into Wang Ling’s hand: “Classmate, I am also working. But looking at your living conditions, it’s really not Easy. Uncle’s money is not much, it’s a bit of a treat, you must accept it!”

"..."

Wang Ling stood on the side of the road, watching the old driver drive the bus and go all the way along the road, holding five hundred dollars in his hand, the face of the wind is messy.

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When Wang Ling came home, the porch was dark, and only the living room was still lit with some shimmering light, and the sound of the TV was faintly passed. Wang Ling knows that Wang Ma’s favorite TV series “The True Ring” is a sequel to the famous TV series “Jingzhu Gege”. It is about a girl named Zhenhua who collects the five rings. With her own efforts and sweat, her wit and courage, she stands out among the intriguing athletes and finally embarks on the inspirational story of the World Comprehension Olympic Games.

The story of the mother played on the TV has long been seen, and now the late night files are replay, Wang Ma is in the living room is to wait for his baby son to come back.

However, after all, I still can't help but feel sleepy.

After all, Wang Ma is just an ordinary person. Although he is a little refined, he is, in the final analysis, a muscular middle-aged woman. It is not good compared with the comprehension.

Wang Ma leaned against the sofa, his mouth slightly tilted, probably what a dream. She was covered with a small blanket, which was estimated to have been covered by Wang Da.

Wang Ling looked at the time, it was almost two in the morning...

Wang Ling raised her hand and gave birth to a fascinating light. She immediately moved Wang Ma to the bedroom bed.

Followed by, Wang Ling gently came to the second floor and stayed away from his small bedroom for four days, which made Wang Ling feel a feeling of missing. Wang Dad’s master bedroom is on the third floor. Wang Ling has already sent Wang Ma to the front. On the second floor, in addition to Wang Ling’s own bedroom, there is Wang’s study.

At this time, the lamp in the study is still on, and Wang Da is studying the fairy in the study...

Wang Ling knows in an instant that Wang Dacheng is a Calvin!

For a professional online novel writer, inspiration is the life of a web writer. Wang Da's education is not high, but the writing of online novels is not like traditional literature. It is more than a few novels and practical experience accumulated over time. In the end, it can always improve. Wang Da has been mixing in this line for more than ten years, and his writing is definitely worthy. As far as Wang Da’s current level is concerned, when the newcomer is on the road, the stage of tens of thousands of words per day, how to conceive the plot and write a more interesting plot is what Wang Da’s daily thoughts are.

The feeling of Calvin, Wang Ling did not feel it, but it is probably imaginable that this feeling must be like the feeling that a peeing bovine peg in a doll is stuck in the rectum.

Writers look for inspiration in different ways, with smoking and drinking being the most common way to find inspiration. Wang Da’s inspiration is very special. Whenever he is in Kavin, Wang Da will open a live broadcast platform in an attempt to communicate with the female anchors on the online platform through the soul to draw inspiration for writing.

Wang Da's full name is Wang Jiao. In order to get close to these female anchors, in addition to spending a portion of the manuscript fee to buy gifts, he even gave himself a very good id called Wang Jiaomei.

Of course, these things are not known to Wang Ma. Because if I knew this, Wang Dad probably couldn't see the dawn sun... In order not to let Wang Ling say it, Wang Da even added Wang Ling's pocket money unilaterally, which is a thoughtful layout.

Perhaps it was four days outside, there were too many things happening, and it was rare to have such a late night time to relax. I didn’t know what happened that night, Wang Ling’s interest came. I was lying in bed and I was a little restless to see what Wang Da was talking about.

Wang Ling felt that she must have been infected by Guo Hao. In the past, he would never have been so gossip.

Wang Ling sat up straight and looked in the direction of the study. The pupil was blooming like a kaleidoscope. Soon the wall in front of him became transparent, and his gaze was straight through and focused on Wang Da's computer screen.

Wang Ling looked at the title of the live broadcast room of Wang Dad, which read [your moon, my heart], and the small character on the side of the title reads the female anchor's id: Xiaoxuan.

Wang Ling was surprised to find that the name he actually heard, this is the recent more popular network red female anchor, with a pure and beautiful face, sweet voice, smart and intelligent response, because in the middle of the night for the loneliness The people answer all kinds of emotional problems and are widely loved by the audience.

Wang Ling looked at the fan list of the female anchor, Wang Da's fan value is actually ranked in the top ten! Still the guardian of this female anchor! A fan value of 200,000 a month... At least this month, the female anchor is rewarded with 20,000!

Now Wang Ling will send this list to Wang Ma if it is a remote screen capture... Wang Ling thinks that Wang Dad is likely to have no ashes left.

However, for family harmony, Wang Ling did not do this in the end.

Obviously, Wang Da is very famous in the live room. The system in the online chat room automatically uses Wang Jin’s id to increase the dad’s id and increase the arbitrarily in the channel bulletin board. [The guardian of the anchor Xiaoxuan: Wang Jiaomei is already online! 】

Now that the live broadcast is empty, the female anchor seems to be going to the toilet...

The guardian of the live broadcast has the privilege to have a direct conversation with the female anchor.

Wang Da looked at the female anchor's empty boudoir, picked up an eyebrow, put on the headset directly, and cleared the throat...

Then...Wang Ling heard it, a very coquettish voice from the unseen, coming from the air.

"Xiaoxuan is not here? Xiaoxuan is not here? Right, right... I am Jiaomei!"

Wang Ling: "..."