Chapter 67: Extra 1 Comic Con at the PTA meeting

[tsk]: Brother, QAQ, have you arrived yet?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: penguin sitting and shivering.jpg

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: You turn in your score, and I'll decide if I'm there or not. How many points did you get on the test? I haven't helped anyone with a parent-teacher conference yet.

[Slurping]: Everything else is fine, except for the physics.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: How many points is less?

[Slurping]: 29 points.

"I suddenly have a headache." At the entrance of the middle school in the city, Ji Xingchuan said to Fang Zhiran, "Ranran, why don't we go back."

Fang Zhiran, who was curiously looking at the school's scenery, stalled in his tracks.

"Isn't it just a parent-teacher conference? Don't be vain." Fang Zhiran pushed the man toward the school door, "You've got a PhD, your cousin's grades aren't that bad."

Fang Zhiran : "Nowadays, junior high school students are under a lot of pressure to learn, so they have to be nice to junior high school students."

Thirty minutes later, Fang Zhiran was sitting in an eighth-grade classroom, thunderstruck by a 29-point physics paper.

"How is this wrong? Isn't this a very simple electrical problem?" Fang Zhiran slammed the table, "And this, you use the extreme hypothesis method, think about it does not come out! How can you choose D? You can't even guess."

Ji Ze stood by his desk with a shocked face, gradually dumbfounded.

Snowflakes, Teacher? How are you!

Snowflakes, the teacher he'd had to buy a ticket to see before, was now sitting in his seat, carrying his crummy physics paper and slamming the table in his face.

I didn't realize his brother and little Snowflakes had gotten so good at it.

I should have known to be more careful and take an extra point.

"Why don't you let Ji Xingchuan teach you?" Fang Zhiran couldn't stand it, "Such a good resource."

"Actually ......" Ji Ze said in embarrassment, "there's no difference between asking my brother and just going through the answers, the process is skimmed."

Fang Zhiran was speechless for two seconds.

"Go play with your classmates." Ji Xingchuan said, "I'd like to see what your homeroom teacher says."

The two extras started cosying up to the parents.

Outside the classroom, on the playground, a group of middle school students are gathering to mutter.

"Did you catch the new movie?" Ji Ze's chubby classmate asked him, "That white-haired hacker character is so handsome."

"Really hey, the contrast in persona is so great." Another little girl said, "It's just too slow to change."

"I haven't read it yet." Ji Ze cried, "I'm going to have my cell phone confiscated if I fail the test again."

"That's too bad." Fatty said, "The character's been hot lately, so many cosplayers, but I think little Snowflakes is the ceiling, no one can top that."

As they chatted, the conversation among several people turned to the PTA.

"Chen Xijie's mom is actually the class seven teacher." Fatty said, "He usually has a pretty hard time, doesn't he."

"Bitter what." The little girl said enviously, "Indulge in home teaching."

"Is Xu Gu's dad the owner of the company? He's been blowing it for days." Fatty sighed, "Unlike the three of us, mom and dad are both laborers."

"Be content." Ji Ze says, "At least your parents are here."

His parents, once they heard about his scores, told him to maintain some kinship ties and contact Ji Xingchuan more often.

"They all seem to have gone up and gathered around." The little girl said, "How about we go up and listen, too?"

"Go." Ji Ze said, "It's boring to stay here anyway."

In the classroom, a parent-teacher conference is in progress-

"Ji Ze, which one is the parent of Ji Ze's classmate?" The classroom teacher raised her voice.

Two people in the back row of the classroom raised their hands at the same time.

Classroom teachers: "......"

What a young, good-looking parent. Is it an older brother?

The homeroom teacher coughed dryly, "Classmate Ji Ze is fine in all other subjects, but she's really lacking in physics."

Class teacher: "Parents can keep an extra eye on their children's studies in general."

At the classroom window, three heads peeled up--

"Ji Ze," the little girl asked, "your parents ...... are so handsome."

Fatty: "????"

Fatty: "The one next to me looks so much like Mr. Snowflakes."

"It's him." Ji Ze said proudly, "Isn't he prettier in person than in pictures?"

Two men in the back row of the classroom were exchanging pleasantries.

"Physics is not a difficult subject as long as parents are well guided." The classroom teacher said, "Is there anything else parents would like to ask?"

"Teacher." Fang Zhiran held up the test paper in his hand, "Deducted a wrong question, our Ji Ze should be 30 points."

Teacher: "......"

30 points. Is that a proud parent?

Ji Ze advanced one place to the bottom ten.

Fang Zhiran put down his pen and winked at Ji Ze on the windowsill.

"And then, there's one more thing." The teacher said, "Twenty-three comics were confiscated from Ji Ze's classmates during previous classes, and he has been taught not to read unrelated books in class."

"It's got to be educational." Fang Zhiran said, "Please, teacher, destroy the cartoon for me."

Ji Xingchuan: "."

The waist was gently twisted by a hand hidden under the table, Fang Zhiran was particularly ticklish, but endured it without hiding.

"Don't spoil him." Ji Xingchuan whispered.

"Not spoiled." Fang Zhiran said, "I'm just enriching myself."

It's a waste to leave it at the homeroom teacher's place. Why don't you give it to him for dinner?

Outside the classroom window, more and more people gathered, and a row of heads peeled back on the windowsill.

"Ji Ze, you're in deep shit!" The chubby classmate said enviously, "Your parents are little Snowflakes."

"No, no." Ji Ze was pleased, "He was brought by my brother."

"Look closely your brother looks familiar too, Mr. Winter!" The little girl said, "Your family is so second nature!"

This parent-teacher conference, it's so rehearsed. Ji Ze giggles.

"That's it for today's parent-teacher conference, thank you for being here ......" The classroom teacher's words were barely out of his mouth before students poured into the classroom through the back door.

"Woohoo, I can't afford Comic-Con tickets, and I can't believe I got to see live little Snowflakes."

"Next time you want to come up with a character ah, I'll grab the hot comments."

"Mr. Snowflakes, can you take a picture with me?"

"Sorry, he doesn't take fan photos when he's not out of cos." Ji Xingchuan chimed in, "But you can have him write you a to sign."

"Your voice is so good, and it turns out it's so good to hear it directly."

"I'm so happy, can this be a parent-teacher conference! It's a Comic-Con flat replacement!" Someone yelled.

"One by one." Ji Ze took it upon himself to maintain order, "Thirty people only, those who are close to me stand over."

Desks suddenly become guest seats, and the broken door to the classroom is suddenly a Comic-Con security gate.

Fang Zhiran finished drawing the last Snowflakes of the day: "Have a good time on your exams, and I'll see you at Comic-Con sometime in the future."

"Yes!" A small group of fans agreed.

It was already time for school to end and the parent-teacher conference was over, and it didn't take long for the parents who had come to the conference to gradually disperse with their own children.

Fang Zhiran and Ji Xingchuan also started walking in the direction of the school gate.

This is a famous junior high school in c city, the school environment is good, the quality of the students is high, and the atmosphere of learning is also quite strong, all the way is three or two students.

"We ......" Ji Xingchuan was about to say something when he suddenly realized that Fang Zhiran was staring out at a couple of companionable teenagers.

He suddenly regretted that his voice was the only one that accompanied Fang Zhiran during his teenage years.

"Thinking about what?" He put a hand on the boy's shoulder and gave it two soothing squeezes.

"I want to ask him where he got the bar on his book bag." Fang Zhiran said, "Couldn't resist, I went."

Ji Xingchuan: "."

As darkness approached, Ji Xingchuan led Fang Zhiran and Ji Ze out of the school.

He dropped Ji Ze off in front of the neighborhood and took off with little Snowflakes.

"Are we going back to S city?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"You don't have an early class tomorrow, we can return tomorrow at noon." Ji Xingchuan entered an address into the navigation, "Go to my house over here in c city."

Fang Zhiran hmmm'd in agreement.

The car ride was quite long, and he sat in the passenger seat, opening up Pan Gong Gong's novel, "The End of Time".

Well, after a five-day hiatus, Pan Xu held back and released a burst of 20,000 words.

Fang Zhiran clicked on the comments section first--

@Ginger: the book I'm too milk to read updated. qaq

@SaucyRibsSpicyDuckNeck: family, I've been saving up for a month and I thought I was going to be able to feast on it, but it ended in one bite.

@Read this chapter and go to sleep: where's the back? Come out some.

@MangoPeachYogurt: I have a plan for him to go to bed at 5:20 every day and get up at 6:20 sharp so that he has 23 hours of work a day. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it. The remaining one hour is for Pan Gong Gong to rest.

@ Winter's Little Snowflakes : Good science and reasonable program, suggest to implement it in a hurry.

@ Ji Yu [Author]: ......

"Senior Xing Chuan, will Senior Pan be able to graduate this year?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"That's true." Ji Xingchuan pulled up in front of the intersection, "Depends on whether he wants to graduate horizontally or vertically."

"Then it shouldn't be too late to hurry up." Fang Zhiran said, "My senior Jiang will keep an eye on him, he seems to have switched dorms with Pan Xu's roommate recently."

In the master's dormitory of the University of A, Pan Xu sits at his desk, thinking hard, and then taps out a line--

[Fourteen's laughter creeps him out, and he fires up, pulling his weapon from his space and throwing it, only to have Fourteen just grab it in his hand].

Hmmm, what weapon would be more appropriate for a chimera.

Time to look up the information.

Pan Xu opened the search engine.

A row of top picks was the first to crash out -

①The begonias at the University of A are in full bloom.

② They, not only have group meetings at Comic-Con, but also do Comic-Con at PTA meetings.

Snowflakes recent cos works, arrogant contrast sense of the young master.

④Shocked! Three wild boars broke into the campus of University A.

Pan Xu point into the wild boar that one, wow, exciting, A big this environment is really good, the wild boar in the mountains are coming over to hang out.

The video shows three wild boars chasing a group of Zilch Wahoo students, followed by three agricultural students.

Pan Xu clicked into the Snowflakes' recent work.

The quality of the quality of Junior Master's work has literally taken a quantum leap since he switched companies.

In this set of photographs, the boy sits in a dimly lit room with a crooked crown on his head, his chin slightly raised, his eyes contemptuous, and he grasps a freshly bitten apple in his hand. Teacher Snowflakes sits diffidently, one leg curled up on a low stool.

Pan Xu remembered that after working with Little Master, boss XIV's cosplay pictures went viral on the internet, and for a period of time his work grew in popularity like never before.

Little Master he really is a god of cosplay.

Funny, Pan Xu clicked into the parent-teacher conference one again.

Huh? No wonder today's office labs are all a little less academic, these two went to c-city ah.

The photo was probably taken by some student, and in the photo, his youngest brother was surrounded by a group of junior high school students, with little boys and girls with adoration written in their eyes.

His senior brother just waited around and occasionally signed autographs for people.

That's nice, Pan Xu thought, if I go to middle school, I'll be tied up by the shift chasers and spun on a fire, right?

The comment section on this one is also interesting, full of recognizers.

@Bad Eyes: Snowflakes Brother, I'm fourteen, come help me with the parent-teacher conferences too.

Little Snowflakes of @DongJi : First in the monthly exams, came to my parent-teacher conference, all compliments and no shame.

@EyesWell:PushGlasses.jpg, oh oh oh oh, went to a parent-teacher conference for middle schoolers with Mr. Winter ah, so you two played parents? Winter Dad and Snowflakes Mom?

@WinterSnowFallSeason: Winter Teacher, is it good to hold little Snowflakes' hands?

@ Zi Ganlan ：会云多云，微博果然饭多。

Pan Xu: "?"

Rice? What rice?

Speaking of which, don't these two hang out together too often? They're practically glued together?

Fang Zhiran doesn't even go to the cafeteria with me anymore, Pan Xu sighs.

He clicked on the begonia one again, it's so nice, spring is here, all the begonias at the University of A are in bloom, and so many people from outside have been coming to the school to clock in lately.

It's time to take a day off and go see the school in the springtime.

Pan Xu swept the time, how almost twelve o'clock at night? What was he supposed to do?

Forget it, don't think about it, it's time to rest.

At half past twelve, Jiang Feng came back from the lab under the stars, and the first thing he did was to check Pan Xu's laptop.

The number of words added to the work today: 41

Jiang Feng: "......"

Jiang Feng lets out an angry rant.