Chapter 158 Little Golden Man

"So poor!"

Wang Xuan sighed, causing Su Xiaowei to pout. If Uncle Wang was poor, wouldn’t she be as poor as a beggar?
Su Xiaowei was wearing an ancient Han-style ornament, which made her look very charming, like a noble lady from the palace who had traveled through time to the modern era.

She is so gentle and lovely, and I feel pity for her, just like a person in a painting.

"Uncle Wang, Xiaowei begs you, please help me!" Su Xiaowei looked at Wang Xuan with pitiful eyes.

Wang Xuan turned his head away: "No."

"It's just a parent-teacher meeting, it's really simple." Su Xiaowei put her arm around Wang Xuan's arm, acting coquettishly without leaving any trace.

School has started these days, and the school is holding parent-teacher meetings as usual. My aunt Bai Yu is exhausted from working so busy that she can't even take leave to attend the meetings.

“Do I look that old? I don’t know what the teacher will talk to me about at the parent-teacher meeting. I know their routine very well.” Wang Xuan waved his hand.

Su Xiaowei's eyes suddenly turned red: "Then, no one will go, other students have parents, but Xiaowei doesn't.

During the parents' meeting, Xiaowei sat there alone, and my classmates would definitely laugh at me."

Judging from her posture, she might burst into tears if she didn't agree with him. Wang Xuan was even more confused than before, wondering if women were really made of water?

"Okay, you used the onion to wipe your tears. I saw it at a glance. Your acting is pretty good." Wang Xuan pried open Su Xiaowei's clenched fist, and there was indeed a piece of onion inside.

Su Xiaowei threw the onion away, her face flushed with embarrassment, and snorted, "Are you going or not?"

"Go." Wang Xuan said. The girl even said that she had no parents. How could he not go?

He really hasn't been back to school for a long time. He closed the security office of No. 2 Middle School some time ago. Someone contacted him, but Wang Xuan just transferred the money as compensation.

He didn't go to the class reunion, and the school celebration would not invite him, a nobody, so he never went back to high school seven or eight years after leaving it.

The elementary school, junior high school and high school are separated by only two walls. Standing at a slightly higher place, you can have a clear view of the high school scenery.

“The environment of the primary school is also quite good.”

Wang Xuan looked around and found that the campus environment was natural and quiet, with a lot of greenery, suitable for studying and making people feel at ease. Children came to the school with their parents one by one, and the parent-teacher meeting became a parent-child meeting.

Su Xiaowei held Wang Xuan's sturdy arms and walked to the classroom unsteadily. Wang Xuan stood there like a wall. His arms were as thick as calves, and he was lean and brave without a trace of fat. Such a physique meant that no one was within three meters of him.

Su Xiaowei, dressed in ancient style, attracted a lot of attention. The male students' eyes were shining and they were reluctant to look away.

"Xiao, Xiaowei, your aunt didn't come? Who is this?"

A girl about the same height as Su Xiaowei poked her head out, with a ponytail and a school uniform, looking very youthful.

"My aunt is too busy, so she asked my Uncle Wang to come." Su Xiaowei was in a good mood.

Classmates often saw Wang Xuan coming to send Su Xiaowei to school, but that "Wang Xuan" never spoke and they were not familiar with each other.

"Hello." Wang Xuan smiled, but unfortunately it looked like a grizzly bear waving, as if one slap could smash someone's head.

The little girl shrank back, and Wang Xuan rummaged in his pocket, took out a thumb-sized silver ingot, and handed it to Su Xiaowei's friend.

"Here's a little gift for you."

The gray-black silver ingot looks inconspicuous and of course not expensive, only three or four hundred yuan.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with each other's parents, they walked into the classroom together.

The classroom is very large, with two large screens in the front and back taking up the entire wall. During class, the screen in front will be split into two to protect the children's eyesight.

Only the front half of the classroom is equipped with wide desks. The space about six or seven meters long and wide at the back is empty, with soft rubber padding on the floor for children to do daily activities.

The stool stretched out as soon as it was pulled, and was large enough for two people to sit on. However, Wang Xuan was so tall that his butt was too big, and the steel stool creaked under his pressure.

Even sitting like this, Wang Xuan was taller than Su Xiaowei when she was standing, blocking her view. The parents behind him could only move their seats slightly.

Su Xiaowei had no choice but to find a small stool and sit next to Wang Xuan, worrying that her seat would collapse.

She was holding a personal terminal in her hand and chatting with the female classmate. The other party asked her why Uncle Wang was so tall and strong, which was very scary.

Soon she said that she liked the little gift Wang Xuan gave her very much. It was silvery white and soft after being wiped clean. It should be made of silver. Su Xiaowei snorted and patted Wang Xuan's thick thighs. Wang Xuan lowered his head and looked at her. She stretched out her hand again: "You gave her a gift just now, but you didn't give me one."

She was envious.

"Didn't I buy you this outfit? Don't you like it?" Wang Xuan asked.

Su Xiaowei shook her head and nodded: "I like it very much, but one size is one size, I want one too."

"Sure enough, no matter how young a woman is, she is still a woman." Wang Xuan chuckled. If he told this girl how much the clothes cost, she probably wouldn't dare to wear them out because they were too expensive.

Wang Xuan felt in his pocket and took out two fist-sized metal blocks, one was a gold ingot and the other was a silver ingot.

"Which one do you want?"

Su Xiaowei was very curious and didn't know where Wang Xuan hid the thing. She searched his pockets twice but found nothing.

Can Uncle Wang perform magic?
"I want this." She pointed to the gold ingot.

After getting the gold ingot, she lowered her head and started playing with it, while Wang Xuan raised his head and listened to the teacher's long speech, which was almost like a meeting with him.

Summarize the achievements of the previous semester and the activities involved, show them to the parents, then talk about the gains and losses, look to the future based on the present, and talk about the goals for this semester.

Sixth grade students are in a critical period. The teachers say this is more important than the college entrance examination, which makes parents really pay attention to it.

Su Xiaowei didn't listen to a word. She took the gold ingot and molded a human figure, pressing out the shape bit by bit with a knife. The figure looked very much like Wang Xuan.

The tip of the knife outlined bit by bit, and soon Wang Xuan's appearance appeared very vividly, shining with golden light and tall, like a golden-armored god.

Pushing Wang Xuan, Su Xiaowei placed the golden-armored god in front of Wang Xuan as if presenting a treasure.

"Look, doesn't it look like you?" Su Xiaowei's eyes turned into two crescents from smiling.

"It looks very similar. It can even be sold as a handicraft." Wang Xuan praised.

Su Xiaowei said: "I can't bear to sell it, this is for you. Uncle Wang gave me a beautiful dress, Xiaowei is giving you this."

She handed the little golden man to Wang Xuan, and asked her to squeeze the remaining fingernail-sized gold clay into a ball, not knowing what she was doing.

The higher the purity of gold, the lower its hardness. The gold in her hand was not too hard and could be cut with a knife, but it required a lot of strength.

If she hadn't experienced a breakthrough in her physical condition a few days ago and successfully entered the realm of tendon training, it wouldn't have been so easy to play with her like kneading clay.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. Parents who have been working for so many years could not sit still when they returned to their desks. Some recalled the memories of the past and felt drowsy.

They often suffer from insomnia, but they feel very sleepy in this environment.

Some people were writing and drawing with pens on paper, but if you really looked at it, it looked just like the female teacher on the stage. Moreover, the drawings did not resemble the real person, and most of the drawings were exaggerated.

At the parents' meeting, Su Xiaowei was a student who was often praised. When they heard that this female student had ranked first in the grade again, they couldn't help but look at Wang Xuan sideways.

There are thousands of students of the same grade in the school. If you want to get the first place in every exam, you can't just work hard. You really need talent and a better brain than others.

After organizing several parent-child activities, the parent-teacher meeting was almost over, and many parents pulled the teachers aside to talk about something.

Wang Xuan had nothing to say.

He didn't need to worry about Su Xiaowei's grades, which were as good as they could be. Her body was fine, and at the age of ten, she was at the level of tendon training, so ordinary people couldn't bully her.

He thought everything was fine, but the female teacher still pulled him into a small room, closed the door, and left them alone.

Su Xiaowei outside felt confused.

Wang Xuan was also confused: "Teacher Xiong, do you have anything to tell me? Did Xiaowei have a problem at school?"

Teacher Xiong smiled, took out a stack of envelopes from the drawer, which were as thick as a large dictionary, and handed them to Wang Xuan.

"Mr. Wang, what I want to talk to you about today is the problem of children's premature love."

(End of this chapter)