Primary school students of all worlds

“Because my acting is the best.”

Wang Quan said as a matter of course: "Could it be that Li Xiaolang wants to compete with me in acting?"

Li Xiaolang scratched his head, thought it made sense, and nodded in agreement.

"The final alien role will be filled by Master Wu Tian."

Wang Quan waved his pen and said happily, "Then let's do it this way..."

"Stop it right there!"

Teacher Wu Tian looked at Wang Quan awkwardly, "How did this principal offend a prodigy like you? Are you so obsessed with an old man like me?"

"so troublesome."

Wang Quan waved his hand and said, "Then the alien role will be taken over by Fat Tiger, okay?"

Teacher Wu Tian nodded in satisfaction: "That's pretty good."

"..."

Joseph looked at Wang Quan with horror as he wrote down Fat Tiger's name. Could it be that this kid's goal from the very beginning was—

"Although there are three fight scenes in the play 'Three Strike at the White Bone Demon', the difference in strength between Sun Wukong and the White Bone Demon is so great that the White Bone Demon was instantly defeated three times. Therefore, the three fight scenes together don't exceed one minute - is this good? This is not good!"

Wang Quan said sternly to everyone, "We need to provoke the spies who have infiltrated Ape God Elementary School. The way to provoke them is to humiliate the alien gods they believe in in every possible way. But how can we humiliate them if we can kill them instantly? So I suggest expanding the duration of the 'fighting scenes'. Delete all the scenes involving Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and the White Dragon Horse, and keep only the fight scenes between Sun Wukong and Fat Tiger. Let's go for a full sixty minutes!"

Gushou Lihua: "..."

Illya: "..."

Miyu: “…”

Li Xiaolang: “…”

"that……"

Teacher Wu Tian said weakly: "Student Wang Quan, you only have thirty minutes to defeat the White Bone Demon three times."

"No, I'll cram a lethal amount of fighting scenes into it!"

Wang Quan gave Teacher Wu Tian a thumbs-up and said, "I guarantee that not a single minute of this hour will be wasted."

"Wait a minute!"

Li Xiaolang said awkwardly, "Just now I said there were so many kids outside, and now I'm beating Fat Tiger for an hour right in front of all the kids? This can't be broadcast."

"Don't underestimate the mental endurance of children."

Wang Quan waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "When I was a kid, I never frowned when I saw Jackie Chan and the villains fighting until blood was everywhere. This time is no different. I guarantee that the children who witness the duel between the two top masters of Yuanshen Primary School will shout that it's worth the price of admission."

Proof of Elementary School Students and Heroes: Chapter 5: Grade 1 Class 5 vs. Grade 1 Class

For some reason, after deciding that the cast would be himself as Sun Wukong and the alien Fat Tiger, Wang Quan felt his thoughts pouring in like a torrent of water, and in just a few seconds he finalized an hour-long stage play.

"Your few seconds are really short."

Li Xiaolang looked at Wang Quan, who was writing furiously, with embarrassment. "Fifty-nine minutes are all fighting scenes. Did they really delete all the scenes of me, the White Dragon Horse?"

"how could be?"

Wang Quan laughed and said, "Isn't this just a minute to announce the show to you, Illya, Miyu, and Rika? And I haven't just arranged the fight scenes and the drama scenes, I've even taken care of the costume design and prop design as well."

"Mmm? Costumes and props? Come and see them!"

Lihua snatched the plan from Wang Quan's hand without a word. After examining it carefully for a moment, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Why do aliens have to wear airtight clothing and blur the eyes? Wouldn't that prevent the aliens from seeing who hit them?"

"Ahem, Lihua, you don't understand this, right? This design is very particular."

Wang Quan cleared his throat and said, "This way, Fat Tiger won't see who's attacking him... Ugh, I mean, Fat Tiger won't see anything around him. Think about it, a show like Sun Wukong vs. Aliens is so exciting it's bound to attract a lot of children. If the young actors get nervous because of the crowds, it'll be a problem. So, we have to give them special attention to the facial details."

"What about the design of this prop?"

Meiyou pointed at the prop designed by Wang Quan. Even the usually expressionless Meiyou couldn't help but grumble, "The material of this golden cudgel must meet the YB242 bar 63 standard. Does this mean welded steel pipe?"

"Welded steel pipe?"

Li Xiaolang looked at Wang Quan in horror. "Fat Tiger is just a fat tiger, not a sea tiger! Wang Quan, no explanation can justify your vengeance!"

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Wang Xiaoming."

Wang Quan blinked and said innocently, "Are you saying I had some selfish motives in changing the material of the golden cudgel? This is a huge misunderstanding. I replaced the original plastic, shiny golden cudgel with the YB242 bar 63 for a reason!"

The four of them all put on an expression that said, "Just say it, it's up to me whether I believe it or not."

"Think about it, if a play were performed with a plastic golden cudgel that glowed and made sounds, what would the young audience do after watching 59 minutes of amazing fight scenes, with the possibility of more scenes added midway?"

Without waiting for his friends to respond, Wang Quan spoke up, "They'll pester their parents to buy them the same golden cudgel! What's that? This is consumerism! Is it right to let innocent children be poisoned by consumerism so early? It's not right, is it? That's why I replaced the plastic golden cudgel with a YB242 bar 63 one, to protect the health of the primary school students."

Li Xiaolang was speechless for a moment and looked at Wang Quan helplessly and said, "What about Fat Tiger's health?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Anyway, let's hurry back to class and tell everyone the good news that I've become Sun Wukong."

Under Li Xiaolang's embarrassed gaze, Wang Quan called on everyone to follow him, and then ran towards Class 1, Grade 5.

Watching the five students quickly leave, Joseph rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "Teacher Wu Tian, ​​although that child has the air of a highly intelligent Stand user, he seems a bit too childish. Although it's normal for children to be childish, it seems quite inappropriate to describe Wang Quan as childish."

"Don't say that. It's not easy to let him be a little childish."

Teacher Wu Tian rubbed his chin and said, "He used to hide his childishness too deeply. If he hadn't used that punch in the alley as an opportunity to force out the remaining childishness, then - the future of mankind would have been very boring."

After saying that, Mr. Wu Tian stood up, stretched his body and took a deep breath. "Anyway, let's leave the Metal Church that invaded the school to the children. We adults have to do something big."

Hearing this, Joseph showed a look of surprise. "Didn't the children predict that the Silver Star of Disaster wouldn't arrive for a week? Are you planning to go and snipe the Star of Disaster now?"

"We can't fight a disaster like this on Earth, can we?"

Teacher Wu Tian said to Joseph seriously, "So the battlefield can only take place in space, and absolutely not on Earth."

"..."

Joseph nodded vigorously. "I understand. If a war breaks out on Earth, the scope of the damage will be incalculable."

Teacher Wu Tian raised his eyebrows: "You seem to have misunderstood something..."

"Misunderstand?"

"Yes."

Teacher Wu Tian waved his hand and said, "I took the initiative because I was worried that humanity would be attacked by alien civilizations. However, I am even more worried that humanity would be frightened by the sudden attack of alien civilizations. Then, frightened, they would start to come up with nonsense like the 'Friendship Plan' or 'Mass Production of Ultraman'. That would be an unbearable disaster for the entire universe."

Under Joseph's astonished gaze, Master Wu Tian flexed his shoulder vertebrae and lazily said, "In short, if I can use my signature skill to defeat the enemy as soon as they reach the range, that would be great. If that's not possible, I hope they can be scared away by my teammates behind me. And if the worst comes to the worst..."

Outside the principal's office, Little Wukong poked his head out obediently and yelled to Mr. Wu Tian, ​​"Oh no, Grandpa! Everyone in Fifth Grade One doesn't approve of Wang Quan playing the role of Sun Wukong, and a fight has broken out over who gets to play the role! Senbudu and Haruka Daichi are dueling, Wang Quan and Li Syaoran are wrestling, and the others are fighting each other too. No one is giving in! And the fighting has spread to other classes. Fifth Grade Two and Fifth Grade Three are ready to join the fray!"

"Ha ha!"

Teacher Wu Tian stroked his white beard and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "It seems that even if the worst happens, with so many capable elementary school students here, I don't have to worry about the safety of the children, not to mention-"

However, the strongest person in Monkey God Elementary School who was able to defeat Piccolo at the age of ten, the truly invincible Son Goku, was standing right in front of him.

The Proof of the Elementary School Student and the Hero: Chapter 157: The Tyrant Exposed

"Hahaha……"

Wang Quan was breathing heavily, his eyes twitching as he looked towards other parts of the class. Everyone was busy, fighting with their former friends for the leading role, including Zhan Budu, who was standing in front of him and had just been knocked down by Yao Dadi.

"Xiao Du, let's stop fighting, okay? Give me the role of Sun Wukong, and I'll treat you to king crab later, how about that?"

"King crab?"

Xiaodu curled his lips and said, "I've never heard of it before."

"What about Peking duck?!"

Wang Quan quickly asked, "You must have heard of this before, right?"

"Just use 300 yen worth of snacks to bribe me, the study committee member!"

Zhanbudu's face was determined, and he picked up a broom on duty with full fighting spirit: "In short, Wang Quan, you know the rules. If you want to take the protagonist's position from me, you have to take it yourself!"

“Ha…ha…huh…”

Wang Quan let out a long breath and shook his head at Xiao Du, saying, "You don't understand what the protagonist position means to me! But you should at least understand that in this play involving three dozen aliens, the person responsible for playing the alien role is none other than Fat Tiger!"

Zhanbudu froze in his place, staring blankly at Wang Quan: "That bullying Fat Tiger?"

"That's right!"

Wang Quan nodded vigorously and said loudly, "The villain is none other than Fat Tiger! So for your safety, please leave the stage and stay in the audience."

Such explosive news quickly reached the ears of every elementary school student present, and the effect was remarkable... everyone played even harder! Wang Quan subconsciously raised his broom to block Zhanbudu's slashing blow!

"Now I can't give you the position of Sun Wukong, classmate Wang Quan!"

Zhanbudu gnashed his teeth and said, "I also have a lot of accounts to settle with Fat Tiger!"

"Did Fat Tiger come to bully you too?"

Wang Quan looked at Zhan Budu in astonishment.

"No, quite the contrary."

Zhanbudu shook his head and said, "I went to Fat Tiger to ask for an explanation to stand up for the other kids, but he was so defensive that he started fighting me with his ruthless fists without saying a word."

"you win?"

"If I could use the Dragon God, I definitely wouldn't lose..."

Zhanbudu said dejectedly, "But driving a giant robot to fight an elementary school student just didn't seem right, so I, having only been a pilot, went in single-handedly. I originally thought that even if I went in alone, with my extensive combat experience, I wouldn't lose. But Fat Tiger's strength and stamina were completely beyond my combat experience, so I lost."

"I...me too..."

Yao Dadi, who was lying on the ground, struggled to stand up and looked at Wang Quan with a war-like gaze: "So I can't give up the protagonist position this time! I also want to publicly execute Fat Tiger in front of everyone!"

"..."

Wang Quan nodded silently: "I understand. Although I am very pleased that we are all like-minded comrades, if possible, I hope that I will be the one to carry out this punishment!"

After that, he slowly raised the broom in his hand and once again assumed the stickman swordsmanship stance to face Senbudu and Haruka Daichi.

When the pupils from other classes who heard the news came over, they took out their brooms and joined the increasingly fierce battle when they heard that the 'winner' could beat Fat Tiger three times in front of all the pupils. The sounds of ping-pong and clang-clang could be heard from far away, scaring the passing metal monster.

This, this, this, this...what's going on?!

The metal weird looked at the teaching building in chaos with confusion. The strong sense of déjà vu made him wonder if the fifth-grade students were planning to choose the warboss through a duel here?

Just when it was puzzled, it suddenly found two girls holding red and blue canes and a girl holding a soy sauce bottle holding some posters and starting to paste them everywhere. The trailer of a stage play starring elementary school students on the posters attracted its attention. After seeing the contents clearly, even though it had mechanically ascended and no longer had lungs, it still couldn't help but gasp!

That photo on the poster...isn't that a picture of the Lord he believes in?! Why can humans use cameras to take pictures of their Lord walking on the street?

This doubt only lasted for a while, and the metal monster was even more horrified to find that a golden and red stick was against the master, and the person holding the stick was a monkey with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth!

Could it be that the painting is about a monkey beating its master with a stick? Shh! What blasphemy!

The metal monster subconsciously wanted to step forward and tear these blasphemous things into pieces, but... the elementary school that fell at his feet awakened his mind in time and made him calm down.

It would be too conspicuous to tear off the poster at this time. If the identity of the spy was exposed, a bunch of primary school students would probably run out and beat him up, not to mention that these primary school students were planning to choose the warboss through a duel.

After forcing himself to calm down, the metal weirdo fell into a dilemma...

Just a poster could make him lose his composure, so what about tomorrow's official performance? Could he endure fifty-nine minutes of humanity's humiliation of the Lord? He couldn't!

The metal weird clenched his fists without confidence and looked around in panic. The idea of ​​retreating temporarily to avoid exposing the clues quickly occupied his mind. However, just as he was worrying about how to explain to the church if he retreated rashly, another elementary school student suddenly fell in front of him.

But soon the elementary school student struggled to stand up, then apologized, picked up a broom and joined the battlefield, fighting with the elementary school students who kept coming, leaving the metal monster staring at his back in a daze.

This feeling... could it be that...

The metal monster rolled up his sleeves in a panic, revealing his watch. The red indicator light of the watch, which was given to him by the master in order to help him complete the task, was now lit up.

But is this possible?!

Something even more terrifying than seeing a monkey beating his own Lord God with a stick appeared before him: the culprit who had blocked the Lord for a full ten years with an unknown 'force field', preventing the Lord from descending.

Looking at the "elementary school student" metal monster screaming and fighting with his friends, his throat moved unconsciously.

He's actually a fifth-grade student? What the hell is going on in this elementary school?

Proof of the Elementary School Student and the Hero: Chapter 158: Sun Wukong's Three Fights with Aliens