Chapter 697: 697
It was bound to be a rowdy morning . Wang Ling's safe return became No . 60 High's newest topic of discussion, and it directly reinforced Wang Ling's identity as a "mascot . " He heard a lot of stories, and felt that man was forever the type of creature to never know how to cherish something until it was gone .
He had been doing his best all this time to stay low-key and diminish his existence, but once people heard the grievous news about Wang Ling, all of his schoolmates at No . 60 High, whether they knew him or not, had felt like there were fishbones stuck in their throats .
Some of the girls in his class who were normally very carefree had cried with grief yesterday .
The person who surprised Wang Ling the most was Teacher Pan, who had taken leave today and hadn't come to school . She had reportedly cried herself hoarse yesterday and her mental state wasn't very good, so she had been forced to ask Director Shi for leave .
A mental blow would forever be the most dreadful thing . Old Pan had taught for so many years, and had never encountered a situation where a student of hers was involved . Thus, after hearing about this incident, she had been dealt a heavy psychological blow . Although there normally were times when she would lose her temper with her students over their studies, in Old Pan's eyes, every student was actually like her own child .
Wang Ling had always thought that this was just a saying, so his heart sank when he learned the news and the reason that Old Pan was taking leave today .
He should have given it more thought when he had made a move yesterday . For example, if he had left a clone in school, perhaps things wouldn't have developed to this extent now .
But at that time, he had already sensed President Bai's murderous aura from the classroom, and Wang Ling hadn't thought too much before stepping out of the school gate to meet the challenge head on . If he had been any later, the space trap hidden at the school gate would definitely have sucked in other students .
This had been an unforeseen mishap this time, and it was obvious that President Bai had devised this plan on the spur of the moment, since Wang Ling's early eyelid warning hadn't given him any sign beforehand .
Sometimes, you really couldn't guard against this type of impromptu behavior . However, there was a saying: "for every fall into a moat, you gain a measure of wisdom . " After his experience in managing the crisis this time, Wang Ling felt he should be a lot more knowledgeable now when he ran into trouble again in the future .
Hm…
Wait…
Why had he said "again"…
. . .
Not long after Wang Ling left for school that morning, the Wang family's small villa received a guest .
A robust-looking middle-aged uncle with a sturdy build and wearing a well-ironed suit stopped the car by the villa's gate .
"Come get me in the evening," the middle-aged man said .
"Yes, sir . " The driver nodded his head, and drove off right away after the middle-aged man got out of the car . This already wasn't the driver's first time here, so he knew the nearby roads very well . The closest restaurant to the villa was Midnight Dining Hall; although Boss Tan wasn't officially open yet at this time, and was only offering newly released summer refreshments, it would be enough to kill time with .
This was a frequent visitor to the Wang family's small villa, but Wang Ling had never seen him before because this uncle always came on a weekday .
Hearing the activity at the gate from inside the villa, Mother Wang hastily went to open the door . "Welcome, Your Excellency, come in, come in!"
This was a big figure they couldn't afford to slight!
When the middle-aged man entered, Mother Wang took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cupboard, specially prepared for this uncle .
"Is Brother Situ still writing upstairs?" the middle-aged uncle asked after changing into the slippers .
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