“So poor!”

Wang Xuan sighed, causing Xiaowei to purse her lips. If Uncle Wang was poor, didn’t that make her a beggar?

Su Xiaowei was dressed in ancient-style Han attire, giving off an elegant vibe like a noblewoman transported to modern times.

Her gentle cuteness made her seem pitiful, like a person from a painting.

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

Wang Xuan turned his head: “Not going.”

“It’s just a parent-teacher meeting, really simple.” Su Xiaowei clung to Wang Xuan’s arm, subtly acting spoiled.

It was the start of the school term, and as usual, the school held a parent-teacher meeting. Aunt Bai Yuzhen was exhausted from work and couldn’t take time off for the meeting.

“Do I really look that old? Attending a parent-teacher meeting for you, not knowing what the teachers might nag about. I know their tricks too well.” Wang Xuan waved his hand.

Su Xiaowei’s eyes immediately reddened: “Then, then no one will go. The other students have mom and dad, but Xiaowei doesn’t.

During the meeting, Xiaowei sits there all alone. The other kids will definitely laugh at me.”

Seeing the situation, it seemed she might start shedding tears if he disagreed. Wang Xuan felt even more troubled, pondering if women were truly made of water?

“Alright, you wiped onion tears, I saw it right away. Your acting skills aren’t bad either.” Wang Xuan pried open Su Xiaowei’s clenched fist, and sure enough, there was a piece of onion inside.

Su Xiaowei threw the onion away, her face turning red with embarrassment, saying, “Are you going or not!”

“Okay, I’ll go.” Wang Xuan said, thinking how this girl even claimed to have no parents; how could he not go?

He hadn’t returned to school in a long time. A while ago, he even had an incident at the security office of Secondary School No. 2, and someone had contacted him, only for Wang Xuan to transfer money as compensation.

He didn’t attend class reunions, and the school celebrations didn’t invite someone like him who wasn’t famous, so even after leaving high school for seven or eight years, he hadn’t returned.

The elementary, middle, and high school divisions were separated by only two walls. Standing at a slightly higher spot, one could see the entire high school landscape.

“The elementary school’s environment isn’t too bad either.”

Wang Xuan assessed the place. The campus had a naturally serene setting with plenty of greenery, conducive to studying and calming the mind. Each child arrived with their parents, turning the parent-teacher meeting into a family event.

Su Xiaowei clung to Wang Xuan’s sturdy arm, waltzing to the classroom, and Wang Xuan, standing there like a wall, had arms thicker than a child’s calf, strong and muscular without an ounce of extra fat, so no one dared to approach within three meters of him.

Su Xiaowei, in her ancient attire, drew plenty of attention, and the male students had their eyes bright, unable to look away.

“Xiaowei, your aunt didn’t come? Who’s this?”

A girl about the same height as Su Xiaowei peeked over, with a ponytail and wearing a school uniform, exuding a youthful vibe.

“My aunt is too busy, so I asked Uncle Wang to come.” Su Xiaowei was in a good mood.

Classmates often saw Wang Xuan dropping off Su Xiaowei at school, but that “Wang Xuan” never spoke, and they weren’t familiar with him.

“Hello.” Wang Xuan smiled. Unfortunately, he looked more like a grizzly bear waving, as if he could smash someone’s head with one palm.

The little girl shrank back, and Wang Xuan reached into his pocket, pulling out a thumb-sized silver ingot, handing it to Su Xiaowei’s friend.

“Here’s a little gift for you, take it.”

The grayish-black silver ingot looked unremarkable and wasn’t particularly valuable, only worth three to four hundred yuan.

After exchanging pleasantries with the girl’s parents, they all entered the classroom together.

The classroom was large, with two huge screens occupying entire walls at the front and back. During class, the main screen was split in two to protect the children’s eyesight.

Only the front half of the classroom had desks, while the back left a six to seven meters long space with a soft rubber floor for the children to play on.

Pulling the benches would extend them, enough for two people to sit, but with Wang Xuan’s size, he took up two spots, making the steel bench creak noisily.

Even sitting, Wang Xuan was taller than Su Xiaowei standing, blocking a section of the view, so the parents behind had to nudge their seats slightly.

Su Xiaowei had no choice but to find a small bench to sit next to Wang Xuan, worrying if her spot would collapse.

Holding her personal terminal, she chatted with the girl from before, who asked how her Uncle Wang could be so tall and robust, quite intimidating.

Soon she said, she really liked the little gift Wang Xuan gave her. Just wiping it clean made it silver-white, soft even, probably silver.

Su Xiaowei pouted, patting Wang Xuan’s large thigh. As he looked down, she reached out: “Earlier you gave her a gift, but not me.”

She felt envious and a bit jealous.

“Didn’t I buy you this outfit? Don’t you like it?” Wang Xuan asked.

Su Xiaowei nodded and shook her head: “I do like it, but fair is fair, I want one too.”

“Turns out, no matter how young the girl, she’s still a woman.” Wang Xuan chuckled. If he told this girl how much the outfit cost, she probably wouldn’t dare wear it out, it was too expensive.

Feeling around his pocket, Wang Xuan pulled out two fist-sized metal pieces, one gold, the other silver.

“Which one do you want?”

Su Xiaowei was full of curiosity, not knowing where Wang Xuan hid the items, rummaging through his pocket twice but finding nothing.

Could Uncle Wang do magic?

“I’ll take this one.” She pointed at the gold ingot.

Getting the gold ingot, she hunched over, playing with it while Wang Xuan listened to the teacher’s long speech, akin to a regular meeting.

Summarizing last semester’s accomplishments, activities to showcase to parents, then discuss gains and losses, focus on the present, envision the future, and talk about the semester’s goals.

Sixth-grade students were at a critical stage, and the teacher emphasized it more than the college entrance exams, engaging the parents thoroughly.

Su Xiaowei didn’t catch a word. She molded the gold ingot into a little figure, carefully shaping it with a small knife, resembling Wang Xuan.

Bit by bit, the knife edge carved out the details, soon incarnating Wang Xuan’s figure vividly, a shining Golden Armored Celestial God.

She nudged Wang Xuan, offering the Golden Armored Celestial God to him like presenting a treasure.

“Look, doesn’t it resemble you?” Su Xiaowei’s eyes curved into two crescent moons with her smile.

“It really does, could sell as an art piece.” Wang Xuan praised.

Su Xiaowei said, “I’d never sell it, this is for you. Uncle Wang gave me pretty clothes, so Xiaowei gives you this.”

Handing the Little Golden Man to Wang Xuan, she kneaded the leftover nail-sized gold clay into a lump, though it wasn’t clear what she was making.

The higher the gold’s purity, the lower its hardness. The gold she held wasn’t too hard; a small knife could slice it, but it required force.

Had she not broken through to the Muscle Strengthening Realm days earlier, playing with it like clay wouldn’t have been easy.

Two hours passed in a flash. Parents who’d worked for many years found it hard to stay seated at the desks, some reminiscing, some drowsy.

Those plagued by insomnia suddenly felt sleepy in this environment.

Some doodled with pen and paper, their sketches mainly of the teacher on stage, though they were caricatured, not resembling very much.

At the parent-teacher meeting, Su Xiaowei was frequently praised, and upon hearing this girl aced her year again, others couldn’t help but glance towards Wang Xuan.

With thousands of students in the same grade, consistently ranking first required more than effort; it needed talent and a sharp mind.

With a few family activities, the meeting neared its end. Several parents conversed with the teacher.

Wang Xuan had no instructions to give.

Su Xiaowei’s grades were impeccable, leaving him nothing to worry about. Her physical condition was also great, having reached the Muscle Strengthening Realm at ten, not easily bullied by anyone.

Thinking everything was settled, the female teacher unexpectedly pulled him into a small room, closing the door for a one-on-one.

Outside, Su Xiaowei felt baffled.

Wang Xuan was equally puzzled: “Teacher Xiong, is there something you need to discuss with me? Did Xiaowei cause trouble at school?”

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

“Mr. Wang, what I want to discuss with you today is the issue of early romance among students.”

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep