Primary school students of all worlds

"You'll understand when you grow up."

Wang Quan shook his head and said, "Relationships between people, whether family, clan, or even partnership, ultimately emerged to adapt to the productivity of the current era. With the development of the times and the atomization of society, these relationships will be deconstructed and reassembled. But for me, whose productivity completely transcends this era, partnerships—are they necessary?"

"..."

Illya blinked. Could this person's class be a basaker? Otherwise, why did he talk so much, but she didn't understand a word he said?

"This kid is not a basaker."

Wand Ruby said awkwardly, "But he is indeed that kind of... that kind of... well... it's hard to describe... right!"

After pondering for a while, the magic wand suddenly realized and said, "He is the kind of child who, when the Giant of Light needed children to shine the most, said with a firm face, 'Human bodies do not contain fluorescent substances and cannot undergo chemical reaction mechanisms, so humans cannot glow!'"

Hearing this, Illya looked at Wang Quan in shock: "Is this true? Do you really not believe in light?"

"It's inexplicable... but it's also normal. Children are indeed the epitome of irrationality and lack of logic."

Wang Quan muttered to himself as he turned around and prepared to block the school gate, but before he took a step, he was stopped by Illya.

"Although I don't quite understand what you're saying, to sum it up, the reason you don't have a partner is because you're so productive, so you don't need one, right?"

Illya scratched her head and said to Wang Quan, "But judging from the current situation, you don't look like you don't need a partner."

"Well……"

Wang Quan was speechless for a moment. He was indeed facing a problem that he couldn't solve alone. Although he was confident that he could defeat Fat Tiger in a duel, if Fat Tiger was like Illya, with no knowledge of life points, dueling rules, and the like, and was the kind of player who just played with pictures, then the result of the duel would most likely be him rolling on the ground holding his dislocated arm. But if he had a partner...

"I can introduce you to a very famous person in our school. Everyone says he's an elementary school student from a 'fighting family'."

Illya excitedly suggested to Wang Quan: "This way, you will have your first partner."

"Fighting clan?"

Wang Quan looked at Illya suspiciously. "I've seen Fat Tiger's abilities. Even a sixth-grade student wouldn't be able to compete with him. It's incredible that there's even one student with that kind of innate supernatural power. How can you have another one at Yuanshen Primary School?"

"Well, yes, there are."

Illya nodded confidently. "I heard they would wrap a piece of fabric stained with the blood of heroes around their necks, and then gather every month on the Sun's Day, raising their fists high and swearing loudly that no matter how fierce the enemy's fire was, they would use their flesh and blood to push it back. And most importantly, I saw it with my own eyes—he could practice Bajiquan!"

Wang Quan looked at Illya awkwardly: "Is the person you are talking about called Wang Xiaoming?"

"Who is that?"

Illya looked at Wang Quan in confusion: "I remember his name was Li Xiaolang."

"Li Xiaolang..."

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows: "He's just an elementary school student, but he's quite wary."

"Yes, yes!"

Illya looked at Wang Quan excitedly: "Are you tempted to make a partner? I can introduce you to someone right now~~~"

"Do not."

Wang Quan looked puzzled at Illya, who seemed so happy for some unknown reason, and then shook his head. "If that's the case, then what I need more than a partner to help me out is a thug who can beat up Fat Tiger."

Primary school students' blood, tears, friends and enemies: Chapter 12 The wild principal appears!

Under Illya's incredible gaze, Wang Quan left this elementary school student who was considered particularly strange even among the already strange elementary school students. He came to the school gate alone, found a place with a good angle where he would not be exposed to the sun, and quietly began to wait for people.

And he squatted there for a long time, until dusk gradually deepened and the noise at the school gate gradually stopped. He sighed with a hint of regret and looked up at the sky.

Another day passed... His desire for revenge on Fat Tiger was calmed down a little by time. If this continued, he would probably think "forget it" and forget about it temporarily, but he would think about it again late at night in the next month, and roll around in bed out of shame.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan couldn't help showing a depressed look. After living again, his pursuit was the glory of life. But would Fat Tiger's punch become the only stain in his glorious life?

Just when he was so distressed, a kind voice sounded beside him.

"What's on your mind, little one?"

Wang Quan turned his head in confusion, then muttered unconsciously, "So old."

The old man who greeted him was hunched over, almost as tall as him, with a face full of wrinkles and age spots and wearing a pair of black reading glasses. He looked so trembling that Wang Quan hesitated whether to help the old man.

The thin old man stood on the ground with his cane, stroking his mustache, and smiled at Wang Quan. "I've been watching you for a long time. There are very few children as patient as you. You can stare at one place without getting impatient."

Wang Quan turned his head away and said calmly, "There are many elderly people who are as patient as you, who can watch a motionless person motionlessly. Grandpa, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"I guess it's something."

The old man looked at the child in front of him and said with a smile: "After all, I am the principal of this 'Monkey God Primary School'."

"Um?!"

Wang Quan turned around abruptly and looked at the old man in front of him in surprise: "Are you the legendary principal who is obsessed with Wukong?"

"Isn't it similar?"

The old man looked at Wang Quan thoughtfully and said, "Son, I'm sure you're not from our school. I remember every elementary school student in the school. Are you here to wait for your friends?"

Wang Quan shook his head and said, "You know Fat Tiger, right?"

"Oh, that kid who loves music."

The old man immediately understood and said with a rather helpless look, "That child is not a bad person by nature. He is a child with dreams and values ​​feelings. It's just... his behavior is a little rough."

"A little rough?"

Wang Quan rolled his eyes and said, "When kids fight, the most they get is a bruise on the face or a sore on the butt. But that guy, on the other hand, knocked someone unconscious with just one punch. He really fainted!"

"So you're just going to sit here and try to get back the face and dignity you lost because of that punch?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Fighting and killing are so detrimental to harmony. You could have done something smarter."

"what?"

Wang Quan squinted at the principal and said, "Grandpa, please enlighten me."

"Go tell the teacher or the principal about it."

The old man said matter-of-factly, "Isn't this better than just squatting here?"

"Teacher, I really haven't thought about it..."

Wang Quan looked at the old man thoughtfully and said, "After all, so-called teachers are just workers who have never stepped into society. I really haven't considered letting a bunch of immature teachers who can only repeat themselves and say that a slap won't make a sound help me teach Fat Tiger a lesson."

"..."

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"..."

The old man looked at Wang Quan in horror and said, "Son, you are too hopeless about the profession of teacher!"

"Did I say something wrong?"

Wang Quan said without comment.

"It's not really wrong, it's just a bit extreme."

The old man shook his head and said, "You've only seen one or two cases, and then based on your own subjective assumptions, you generalize all teachers. This is wrong. The vast majority of teachers are good teachers."

"That grandpa."

Wang Quan asked in return, "Have you met most of the teachers in this world?"

"Forehead……"

"You clearly haven't done any research, yet you're relying on your own subjective assumptions to say that most teachers are good?"

Wang Quan shrugged and said, "Isn't that too extreme?"

"What a sharp-tongued child..."

The old man looked at Wang Quan with a frown on his face: "Hasn't anyone taught you to respect the elderly?"

“Respecting the elders is usually followed by loving the young.”

Wang Quan waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "I won't be polite to the old man, and Grandpa doesn't have to pity me just because I'm a cub, so we're even."

"How did it get so flat?"

The old man shook his head helplessly and said, "Which elementary school do you go to? I have to go to your school and have a good talk with your teacher."

“I never went to school.”

Wang Quan said casually

"Oh……"

The old man nodded.

"Aren't you surprised?"

Wang Quan said in surprise.

"Genius always looks down on school."

The old man raised his index finger and said, "But I'm curious. Didn't your parents tell you that if you don't study, you won't be able to find a good job and will end up shoveling manure on the streets?"

Wang Quan nodded with a strange look on his face. "I have a 'friend' who took this sentence to heart. He studied very hard and, after much effort, became a doctor of some repute."

“Isn’t this a good positive example?”

The old man nodded and said, "Doctor is a very prestigious profession, not to mention a famous doctor. He must have many patients who come here to see him."

"Yes."

Wang Quan gritted his teeth and said, "I spend the whole day cleaning out patients' excrement. When I'm lucky, I can use props, but when I'm unlucky, I have to use my hands. Do you know how much excrement the human anus and intestines can hold at most? Ten kilograms! A full ten kilograms!"

The old man looked at Wang Quan, who was inexplicably grieving, with confusion: "It seems that you have a very good relationship with your friend. You can actually grieve so much for others."

"Has the topic gotten off track?"

Wang Quanchang let out a sigh of frustration and said, "Why am I talking to you about this? It's getting late, I have to go home. Grandpa, you should go back early too, don't let your family worry."

"Don't be so anxious..."

The old man called Wang Quan and looked seriously at the child who was too smart to be a child. He said softly, "At least give me a chance."

"Give you a chance?"

Wang Quan looked at the old man in confusion.

The old man slowly took off his reading glasses, and a gleam of light flashed in his small eyes.

"Give me, an old man, a chance to change your mind about teachers, school, and even life."

Blood, Tears, Friendship, and Enemy of Primary School Students: Chapter 13: Horror! A Star-Level Master!

Looking at the old man who said he would give him a chance, Wang Quan tilted his head slightly and said in a strange tone, "I don't think Fat Tiger is the kind of elementary school student who can be taught his mistakes by just a few words. Criticism and education can only make him restrain himself for a short period of time. Old man, besides criticism and education, is there anything else you can do?"

"He will understand my criticism and education."

The old man said confidently, "If Fat Tiger really can't understand, I know a little bit about boxing and kicking."

"You? Fists and kicks?"

Wang Quan looked up and down at the hunched old man. His arms were as thick as his own, with wrinkled skin hanging down without any elasticity. Even if he just held the bowl and chopsticks, his hands would feel heavy.

"May I ask, old man, what do you mean by fists and feet?"

Hearing this, the old man straightened his back and said proudly: "It's hard to say, but I know a few basic traditional martial arts. I'm a living fossil of ancient martial arts, that's me."

"Oh, so you are a martial arts master."

Wang Quan's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness: "Fat Tiger is very strong, and at the same time, he is also very rough. The concept of respecting the elderly and loving the young has never formed in his mind. So as a living fossil, you'd better not force yourself. You can't beat Fat Tiger."