Primary school students of all worlds

Instantly, intense cheers rang out. Wang Quan, who was maintaining the sideways sleeping position, caught a glimpse of a boy wearing glasses and bright yellow clothes, and a cute girl with a ponytail waving at him and cheering for him loudly.

"Your popularity is even worse than I thought."

Wang Quan squinted at Fat Tiger, who was locked up by him and struggling hard but couldn't even stand up: "There's not even a single voice cheering you on."

"Those guys..."

Fat Tiger tried hard to stand up by using his waist and hips, but his arms were locked and unable to move, and at the same time he was carrying the weight of a ten-year-old elementary school student, so he couldn't stand up at all. After trying several times, he could only grit his teeth and say, "After the game, I will let Nobita and Shizuka pay!"

"You're hopeless. Didn't you promise Doraemon that you wouldn't bully Nobita after you got the Shrink Lamp?"

Wang Quan said noncommittally, "In the end, you'll just be like your mother."

"Who do you say looks like my mom? I hate her the most!"

"I'm talking to you. You use violence to get others to comply with you if they won't. Isn't that exactly like your mother?"

Fat Tiger suddenly lost his temper: "That's right... Then what should I do to make them change their minds and support me? I don't understand..."

Feeling his struggle gradually weaken, Wang Quan shook his head and said, "I'm here for revenge, why should I teach you this?"

"..."

After a moment's silence, Fat Tiger struggled again. When he realized he couldn't break free, he muttered, "You must be really wanting to leap in front of me and taunt me, saying you've always wanted to see my expression, right?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Wang Quan immediately retorted, "I don't know how to leap frog."

As for the mockery, it wouldn't be too late to declare victory later. Fat Tiger's struggles were becoming increasingly weaker, and he was probably still a few points away from completely giving up...

Ok? !

Wang Quan immediately felt his right arm being locked by himself. His biceps and triceps muscles suddenly tensed up. He quickly increased his strength to lock it, and at the same time was confused about why there was such a sudden outburst.

Then he followed Fat Tiger's incredulous gaze and saw that in the crowd not far away, a fat woman who was panting and sweating was standing in the crowd, and at the moment when everyone was cheering for him, she cheered in support of Fat Tiger.

Before Wang Quan could react, Fat Tiger used only his hips to lift Wang Quan up while still maintaining the lock on his left and right hands. He screamed and spun like a windmill.

In order to avoid being thrown out by centrifugal force, Wang Quan had to release the lock and jump down by himself, but at this moment, Fat Tiger's rapidly rotating fist had already arrived in front of him.

"Master!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the girl who had been floating in front of the dark magician was about to take action, but she stopped in surprise halfway. The Master was looking at her with a look that told her not to interfere.

"I sacrificed several of my companions to acquire the skills to fight Fat Tiger. If I still need to rely on Mana's power at this point, then wouldn't Illya, Rika, and Miyu have sacrificed their lives in vain?"

In the cafeteria littered with corpses, Li Xiaolang raised his head with difficulty, looking awkwardly at Wang Quan, who was locked in a fight with Fat Tiger. "What about me? What about my sacrifice?"

"Didn't you die together with Kinomoto Sakura?"

On the other side, Illya asked in confusion, "Your sacrifice is completely worthless to Wang Quan, right?"

"Even so, I still hope to have a place in the hearts of my companions..."

Amidst Li Xiaolang's resentful muttering, Wang Quan ducked to dodge Fat Tiger's windmill punch and picked up the long stick again to fight with him!

Even if someone casts a spell on me, even if someone buffs Fat Tiger! But what does it matter? How could I possibly lose to someone who cries about family and bond...

Wang Quan gasped as he looked at the straight punch that stopped in his face, and Fat Tiger who was also gasping for breath. After a while, he silently let go of his hand, and the French baguette covered with ketchup still fell to the ground.

"The victory has been decided!"

Seeing this, Master Wu Tian loudly announced, "The winner is Fat Tiger!"

After he finished speaking, sparse applause rang out. A woman excitedly shouted "Good job" to Fat Tiger, while Fat Tiger looked proudly at Wang Quan who was squatting on the ground to rest. Then he immediately jumped in front of Wang Quan with a frog jump.

Just as he was about to speak, Teacher Wu Tian's voice rang out again.

"Let's congratulate Fat Tiger for winning the prize: a coupon for a year's worth of math classes at Longmen Tutorial School!"

"Eh?"

Fat Tiger stared blankly at the panting Wang Quan, while Teacher Wu Tian's congratulations continued to ring out.

"Let's congratulate Fat Tiger for winning the prize: a coupon for a year's worth of English lessons at Iron Man Tutorial School!"

"Wait... this..."

"Let's congratulate Fat Tiger for winning the prize: a coupon for a year's pair skating training at Dynasty Entertainment!"

"Let's congratulate Fat Tiger for winning the prize: a coupon for a year's worth of ballet training at Paradise Dancer."

"Congratulations to Fat Tiger for winning..."

Teacher Wu Tian's incessant chatter spread. Tiger Mom, already overjoyed, ran over to Fat Tiger, whose face was dazed, and shook his shoulders vigorously: "Son! Did you hear that? You've made a killing!!!"

People's joys and sorrows are not shared. Fat Tiger didn't show even the slightest bit of joy. He just stared at Wang Quan, who was sneering, with a dull and horrified look: "Could it be you? You did it?"

"I never fight a battle I'm not sure of winning. It's precisely because I'm absolutely certain you can't win that I'm fighting you here."

Wang Quan looked at Fat Tiger mockingly and said, "Also, I'm looking forward to your ballet performance and pair skating. Of course, you can refuse. I'm also looking forward to whether your idea of ​​not wanting to study or dance can impress your mother."

After taking a look at his mother who was going crazy with joy because of the pie that had fallen from the sky, and then looking at Teacher Wu Tian who was walking towards him with a bunch of discount coupons for cram schools, Fat Tiger's legs went weak and he fell to the ground. He then rolled and crawled backwards, shouting in fear to his happy mother and the principal as he retreated.

"Don't come over here!!!"

Primary School Student's Campus Life: Chapter 101 The Most Desirable Recognition

The noisy and bustling school sports meeting continued amid Fat Tiger's indignant protest, but Tiger Mom had no idea what her son was protesting. She was holding a pile of cram school papers and was surrounded by envious and jealous eyes from other parents.

After the defeat, Wang Quan adjusted his condition and continued to lead the Father's Alliance to compete in other competitions.

In the cooking competition, he won with his delicious Mapo Tofu, which attracted the envy of many parents who exclaimed, "Look at other people's children who can cook at such a young age. I will sign you up for a cooking class when I get home."

In the Mathematical Olympiad, he solved problems using calculus that even confused the teacher, and won the victory amid the envy of many parents who said, "Look at other people's children who can solve problems at such a young age. I will also sign you up for an Olympiad tutoring class when I go back."

In the quiz competition, he answered the questions successfully many times with his knowledge far exceeding that of other opponents, and won the victory amid the envy of parents who said, "Look at how knowledgeable other people's children are. I will also sign you up for extracurricular knowledge tutoring classes when I go back."

In the art competition, he first drew a Confucius, and then added muscles to the sage. With his unique creativity, he won the victory amid the envy of parents who shouted, "Look at how artistic other people's children are. I will also sign you up for an extracurricular interest class when I get home."

In the cleaning competition, Wang Quan divided the work with his friends. While other primary school students were still arguing about who would clean the toilet, he rushed into the toilet to set an example. He won the competition amid the envy of his parents, who said, "Look at how good other people's children are at doing housework. You should practice doing housework at home."

In the merit competition, Wang Quan took the lead and helped an old man who didn't want to cross the road, and crossed the finish line at the fastest speed. He won the victory amid the envy of many parents who said, "Look how kind other people's children are. Don't let go of those old people on the side of the road, okay?"

Of course, Wang Quan was not the only one working hard. A group of primary school students from the C Father Worry Alliance who had been self-reliant since childhood also worked hard and got to see most of the prizes amid the cries of "Can you please stop rolling around" from the primary school students who had both parents.

Although there were failures in a few events, in the face of more victories, these failures were not worth being depressed about at all... It should have been so, but Wang Quan could not let go of his inner concern no matter what.

"What's with that power?"

Wang Quan, who was alone in the lounge, looked at his hands in confusion and said, "Because he was a powerful enemy who had severely damaged me before, I had already used my brain to analyze Fat Tiger inside and out over and over again, but that kind of power was not within my calculations. That is not the power that Fat Tiger should have. If it weren't for this uncalculated power intervening, I should have been the winner!"

"Master combat power doesn't have a fixed value; it can easily fluctuate with various factors."

The Dark Magician girl stood before Wang Quan, who looked slightly dejected by his defeat, and said softly, "That kid named Fat Tiger was obviously inspired by his mother's arrival, so he rushed forward, shouting about family and bonds, and swept you away in one fell swoop. Is that so hard to understand?"

"But this isn't right!"

Wang Quan shook his head repeatedly and said, "Indeed, some children want to show their parents a better version of themselves and will burst out with their potential when their parents are around. But that person can be anyone, just not Fat Tiger!"

Mana looked at the Master in confusion: "Why are you so sure?"

"He's been a bully for so many times that he's been hung up and severely beaten by his mother every now and then. Seeing his mother come to watch a fight like that, he should be scared and nervous, not furious!"

Mana looked at Wang Quan hesitantly. The little Master's denial was not because he didn't want to acknowledge Fat Tiger's victory, but because he didn't want to admit...

"Master, don't you think Fat Tiger shouldn't explode just to get his mother's approval?"

"That's right!"

Wang Quan concluded, "Because he hates his mother the most."

"But Fat Tiger used the notebook containing his dreams to make a deal with you, Master. Doesn't this mean that he loves his mother the most?"

“I shouldn’t…”

Wang Quan held his forehead and said, "Even if he doesn't care anymore, it doesn't mean that he has no grudges about the past!"

"Why is the Master so sure?"

Facing Mana's question, Wang Quan excitedly said, "Because I was once someone else's son, I know too well the mixed feelings of love and hate between family members. Just because he's kind to his mother doesn't mean he's forgiven her! Just like me!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Looking at Wang Quan, who suddenly fell silent from excitement, Mana said softly, "Master, you told me that you don't hate your father, but you just can't look him in the eye anymore, right?"

"Um……"

Wang Quan murmured, "I'm well aware of his kindness in raising me, and I've come to understand him a little more since I grew up and became sensible. But I still remember clearly how painful it was to be lashed by the clothes hanger. I remember clearly how terrifying his angry eyes were. I remember clearly how annoying his preaching, which only applies to the old times, was. I remember clearly how annoying it was when he kept spouting superstitious words because of his religious superstition. I remember clearly how annoying it was when he, a failed man, tried to pass on his life experience of failure to me."

Wang Quan rambled on, venting his resentment, while Mana listened quietly. Only when Wang Quan's accusations gradually faded did Mana shake her head and say, "Master, you said before that family members are a mixture of love and hate. But you've been talking about hate, so what about love? Why not talk about it as well?"

"..."

Wang Quan clenched his fists, and a scene flashed through his mind. There was a primary school student crying and shouting, trying to catch up with the green train on foot, but the man on the train resolutely went to the big city to work in order to provide the primary school student with a better education.

“He never taught me.”

Wang Quan's clenched fists slowly loosened, and his rapid breathing gradually quieted down. "He only taught me how to be a man, but never taught me how to praise my relatives. Even if I wanted to imitate him, he didn't give me a chance."

Mana didn't say anything else, but just hugged the child tightly from behind.

The little boy rested his head on Mana and looked at the stars in the sky without any focus.

"I'm probably the person in the world who hates him the most, but... I'm also the one who most desires his approval."

Elementary School Students and Underground Civilization: Chapter 102: Confessing to Friends

After the school sports meet, Wang Quan's life returned to its old rhythm. He would get up in the morning and enjoy breakfast prepared by the Dark Magician Girl with Lihua, and then go to school with Lihua.

He used all the classes of the entire day to cram his knowledge of corporate management and finance. Except for Teacher Yueyong Xiaomeng who chose to acquiesce, the other teachers dared not say anything and could only vent their anger on him - the elementary school student closest to him, the hapless and confused Illya.

After school, when everyone else was going home, Wang Quan called Lihua.

"Illya, Miyu, and Wang Xiaoming and I have an appointment to have a class reunion at my house, so we need to go to the mall to buy some snacks and drinks. Do you want to come with us? Or you can go back and wait for me."

"Of course we'll go together!"

Lihua nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling. "I'm tired of those old-fashioned traditional snacks. It's time to try some trendy snacks from the big city. Let's go!"

Wang Quan, who was being dragged, passively quickened his pace. The two of them soon arrived at a large shopping mall with people coming and going, and strode towards the food area.

"Mmm... As expected of a shopping mall in a big city, even the smell of the air seems particularly fashionable."

Dazzled by the sight, Lihua picked up a bottle of colorful juice from the shelf. But the cold display quickly shattered the little girl's impression of the big city. She stared at the price on the juice with shock. "Student Wang Quan! Is this price wrong?"

"Impossible, this is my supermarket."

Wang Quan said affirmatively, "I paid these supermarket employees twice the market rate. They fought so hard to keep their jobs that they wouldn't make such a stupid mistake."

“But look at the price!”

Lihua pointed at the label and said in disbelief, "That's enough for me to eat three meals a day in the countryside and still have some money left over for soy sauce!"

"The prices in the countryside are simply incomparable to those in big cities."

Wang Quan shrugged and said, "So, don't you think your hometown, which isn't very fashionable, is pretty good?"

"mum……"

Lihua put the juice back on the shelf with a troubled look on her face. Then she looked elsewhere. The numerous labels that came into her sight constantly challenged her shaky sense of money. "Is there nothing here that's free?"

"Don't say anything."

Wang Quan pointed at the top of Lihua's head thoughtfully and said, "Do you smell this?"

"smell?"

"Well, this is a bread-shaped aromatherapy device I had developed. It can emit the scent of freshly baked bread, which greatly stimulates customers' appetites. That's why the air here is free."

The head of the Furute Shrine's face suddenly fell.

"I'm not asking you to spend any money, so what are you afraid of?"

Wang Quan raised his hand, took the bottle of juice in front of Lihua and threw it into the shopping cart: "Take whatever you want, it's my treat."

Lihua, unwilling to just eat and drink for free, thought for a while, then with a painful look on her face, picked up a bag of potato chips that would bankrupt her this week's allowance and said, "I'll buy this."

"Well, as long as you are happy."

Wang Quan, who had already filled a half-full shopping cart, pushed it to the counter to pay and observed Lihua's reaction with interest. Every time the cashier scanned an item, the "beep" sound would make the head of Furute Shrine show a distressed expression.

"Phew, it's finally over."