A Different Life as a Demon

It is because he knows about his father Wang Dabao that Wang Chong knows why Wang Dabao cares about him so much.

It's simply holding it in the palm of my hand for fear of falling off, and holding it in my mouth for fear of melting.

After saying goodbye to his parents, Wang Zhong entered the kindergarten.

To be honest, the children in the kindergarten are really naive. After studying here for a long time, Wang Chong feels whether he will become mentally retarded.

So he didn't communicate with these children all the way. His only hobby here is to exercise.

At the age of eight, it will be the end of life. Having a strong body is more important than anything.

The teachers were also worried at the beginning that Wang Zhong was not gregarious at all.

Later, I found that Wang Chong's speech was very normal, so I went with Wang Chong.

Life in kindergarten is very easy. In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Now Wang Zhong is six years old and has successfully entered the first grade of primary school.

The rules of going to school in this world are similar to those of loess star, but knowledge points are more difficult. Therefore, as early as the age of four, Yang Zi signed up for Wang Chong's foreign language and mathematics classes.

In order to ensure that Wang Chong did not lose at the starting line, Yang Zi also signed up for Wang Chong's piano class, art class, and even asked him to learn dance!

"Mom, I'm not interested in these. Can you stop signing me up for these strange things?" Wang Zhong said helplessly.

"Son, the competition among young people is too fierce now. If you work harder now, you can live a good life in the future, so you must learn."

"I don't study, I want to learn other things." Wang Zhong said with a straight face.

"What do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn archery!"

Wang Zhong has long thought that the world is also very strict in the control of guns and ammunition, so he starts with archery. At least when the end of the world comes, he can protect himself, right?

"Archery?" Yang Zi frowned at this: "good, how can I think of archery?"

"Because I'm interested." Wang Zhong thought for a while and said tentatively, "Mom, if you can, can you help me get a gun?"

"Gun, if you want it, your father and I have it in our room."

"What, you have guns?" Wang Dali was shocked. He didn't expect his father to have this ability.

"Of course, I'll get it for you."

Seeing that his mother really went to the room to get a gun, Wang Zhong felt incredible.

Soon, mom came out of the room.

However, she didn't have a gun in her hand, but ran over with a feather duster.

"The little boy is not timid. He wants to play with a gun at a young age. See how I teach you a lesson." Yang Zi ran over with her sleeves rolled up.

Wang Shida was stunned. He knew that his mother had misunderstood him and hurriedly said, "Mom, it's not what you think."

Unfortunately, at this time, Yang Zi didn't care about 3721. When she came up, she picked up Wang Chong, and the feather duster smoked at his fart / stock.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting......"

Wang Chong felt a little broken inside.

"What's the matter?" At this time, when Wang Dabao came home from work, he frowned and asked.

"Look at your son. If he's good, he doesn't learn. What kind of bow and arrow do you want to learn? I want to buy him a gun." Yang Zi pointed at Wang Chong's forehead and scolded.

"Mom and Dad, it's not like this. It's useful for me to learn these." Wang Chong thought for a while, thinking that if he didn't say anything, he would be beaten, so he said, "the end of the world may come in two years, and we should protect ourselves."

"Look at this boy, he still learns to lie now." Yang Zigen didn't believe it, and her fingers stabbed Wang Chong twice on the forehead.

Wang Chong is still small now. He can't stand Yang Zi's stabbing. Suddenly, he accidentally fell to the ground.

"Alas..."

Wang Chong fell to the ground all of a sudden, his head accidentally knocked directly on the huge vase behind him, and immediately smashed the vase to pieces.

Suddenly, the big vase hit Wang Chong's head with blood.

"Oh, son!" Yang Zi was anxious at that time, and hurriedly picked up Wang Zhong with blood on her forehead.

"Are you okay?" Wang Dabao also hurriedly ran over, touched Wang Chong's forehead, and immediately scared the dead.

"You mother-in-law, why are you so heavy!"

"I... I don't know..."

Wang Zhong only felt dizzy now. He felt warm on his head. His intuition told him that he had lost too much blood.

"Call an ambulance, call an ambulance quickly!" Wang Dabao shouted hurriedly.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Wang Zhong fainted and fell down. At the last moment, he only heard his mother Yang Zi crying and shouting, "son, why did you die? It's your mother's fault. I'll accompany you now

"Wife!!!"

Wang Dabao's eager voice came.

"I'm so dead!"

This is Wang Zhong's last thought.

When he woke up, he found that he was still in Shen Shuangshuang's room, and his face was depressed.

"The reborn character dies and loses 1000 experience points."

Looking at the prompt in front of him, Wang Zhong carefully recalled the previous dribs and drabs.

"If you don't see it in the end, you'll die. Maybe this is the so-called plot killing."

"I told my parents that the end of the world was coming. Because of this, my mother thought I was talking nonsense, which led to my death. It seems that this kind of thing can't be said casually."

Wang Chong thought in his heart and entered the game again.

This time, Wang Zhong didn't say anything rashly about the end of the world.

When he was three years old, Wang Chong came to the big vase and directly pushed it to the ground.

"Bang Dang!"

The big vase was broken to pieces.

"Hum, at least if I get beaten again this time, I won't be so unlucky." Wang Chong thought secretly.

"Oh, what's going on?" A maid ran over.

"I accidentally hit the vase." Wang Zhong said.

"Young master, are you all right?" The maid picked up Wang Chong and found that Wang Chong was OK. Then the maid breathed a sigh of relief: "it's OK, it's OK."

From this day on, there are no vases here.

Originally, Wang Dabao wanted to buy another vase.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong persuaded him at the first time, "Dad, it's too ugly to put a vase in this place, so I'd better not."

"OK, if my son says no, don't." In the end, Wang Dabao didn't buy any more vases.

The days passed day by day.

In order to prevent himself from being killed again, Wang Zhong stopped arguing about learning archery and marksmanship, and had to rely on his mother to learn piano and art.

I'm helpless, but I can't help it.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong used his leisure time to exercise hard.

Finally, at the age of six, Wang returned to the first grade.

"The world will end in two years. How come the world has no reaction?"

After the final exam, Wang Zhong looked out of the window bored, a little strange.

"Congratulations, Wang Yan. You won the first place in this exam again." At this time, the head teacher came in.

"Wow, Wang Yan is actually the first." The female student in the front row looked at it in surprise.

The female deskmate beside him also looked at Wang Zhong with a surprised look on her face: "Wang Yan, you are too good."