It was precisely because he knew about his father Wang Dabao that Wang Chong knew why Wang Dabao cared about him so much.

I was so afraid of falling off when I held it in my palm, and I was afraid of melting when I held it in my mouth.

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

To be honest, the children in the kindergarten are really naive. After studying here for a long time, Wang Chong even felt that he would become mentally retarded.

So he had no communication with these children throughout the whole process. His only hobby here is to exercise.

When you are eight years old, you will be in the end of the world. Having a strong body is more important than anything else.

The teachers were also worried at first that why Wang Chong, a child, was not sociable at all.

Later, I found that it was normal for Wang Chong to talk and other words, so I followed Wang Chong.

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

Wang Chong is now six years old and has successfully entered the first grade of elementary school.

The rules of schooling in this world are similar to those of Loess, but the knowledge points are even more difficult, so as early as four years old, Yang Zi signed up for Wang Chong for foreign language classes and mathematics classes.

In order to ensure that Wang Chong is not losing at the starting line, Yang Zi also signed up for Wang Chong for piano classes and art classes, and even asked him to learn dance!

"Mom, I'm not interested in these things. Can you please don't sign me up for these strange things?" Wang Chong said helplessly.

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

"I don't learn, I want to learn other things." Wang Chong said seriously.

"What are you going to learn?"

"I want to learn archery!"

Wang Chong had long thought that the world controls guns and ammunition in this world, so he started with archery. At least when the end of the world comes, he would have the power to protect himself, right?

"Arrow?" Yang Zi frowned when she heard this: "It's so cool, why did you think of archery?"

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

"A gun, if you want it, I will have it in your dad's room."

"What, do you have a gun?" Wang Chongda was shocked, and he didn't expect his father to have such skills.

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

Seeing my mother really go to the room to get a gun, Wang Chong felt incredible.

Soon, my mother came out of the room.

But she didn't have any guns in her hand, but ran over with a feather duster.

"The little brat is very timid. I want to play with guns at such a young age. Let's see how I teach you a lesson." Yang Zi rolled up her sleeves and ran over.

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

Unfortunately, Yang Zi didn't care about it at this time. She just picked up Wang Chong and sucked his butt.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting..."

Wang Chong felt a little broken inside.

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

"Look at your son, if you don't learn anything, what kind of bows and arrows you want to learn? You also have to buy him a gun." Yang Zi poked Wang Chong's forehead and cursed.

"My parents, this is not the case. It is useful for me to learn these things." Wang Chong thought about it, and felt that if he didn't say anything, he would be beaten, so he said: "In two years, the end of the world may come. We must protect ourselves."

"Look at this kid, he still learned to lie now." Yang Zi didn't believe it at all, and poked Wang Chong's forehead twice with his fingers.

Wang Chong is still young now, and he can't stand Yang Zi's poke. He accidentally fell to the ground after being caught off guard.

"oops……"

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

Suddenly, Wang Chong's head was bleeding from the big vase.

"Oh, son!" Yang Zi was anxious at the time and quickly picked up Wang Chong, whose forehead was bleeding.

"Is it okay?" Wang Dabao also hurried over. When he touched Wang Chong's forehead, he was so scared that his soul was rising.

"Why are you so hard to do it?"

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

Wang Chong felt dizzy now. He felt a warmth on his head, and his intuition told him that he had lost too much blood.

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

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Wang Chong fell down in dismay. At the last moment, he heard his mother Yang Zi crying and shouting: "Son, why are you dead? It's because my mother is wrong. I'll be here to accompany you..."

"Wife!!!"

Wang Dabao's anxious voice came.

"I actually died like this!"

This is Wang Chong’s last thought.

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

"The rebirth character dies, drops a thousand experience points."

Looking at the prompts appearing in front of him, Wang Chong carefully recalled every bit of the past.

"I didn't even see it in the end of the world, and I died. Maybe this is the so-called plot killing."

"I told my parents that the end of the world was coming, and because of this, my mother thought I was talking nonsense, so it led to my death. It seems that such things cannot be said casually."

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

This time, Wang Chong did not rashly talk about the end of the world.

When he was three years old, Wang Chong came to the side of the large vase and pushed it to the ground.

"Clang!"

The large vase was broken into pieces.

"Hmph, at least if I get beaten again this time, I will not be so unlucky." Wang Chong thought to himself.

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

"I accidentally bumped into the vase." Wang Chong said.

"Young Master, are you okay?" The maid picked up Wang Chong and found that Wang Chong had nothing to do. The maid breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, it's fine."

From this day on, there are no vases here.

Originally, Wang Dabao wanted to buy another vase.

Fortunately, Wang Chong immediately persuaded: "Dad, it's too ugly to put a vase in this place, so I'd better not want it."

"Okay, my son said he didn't want it." In the end, Wang Dabao did not buy any more vases.

Days pass by day.

In order to prevent himself from being beaten to death, Wang Chong no longer clamored to learn archery and marksmanship, so he could only learn piano and art according to his mother.

It's helpless, but there's nothing I can do about it.

Fortunately, Wang Chong used his spare time to exercise his body.

Finally, when he was six years old, Wang Chong entered the first grade.

"The end of the world will be there for two years. Why is this world not reacting at all?"

After this final exam, Wang Chong looked out the window bored, a little strange.

"Congratulations to Wang Yan, you won the first place in this exam again." At this time, the head teacher walked in.

"Wow, Wang Yan is actually the first place again." The female classmate in the front row looked over in surprise.

The female deskmate around him also looked at Wang Chong with surprise: "Wang Yan, you are too awesome."
Chapter completed!