Tang Qingxi gave a thumbs up with both hands. This was definitely something to praise. A junior high school student could make Ultraman from playing cards. That was amazing.
As expected of a kid, he has a great brain.
When Tang Qingxi created Nezha, he was exhausted.
"Sister, you have good taste. My dad and mom used to say there's no Ultraman in the real world and that it's all just a lie from the TV series."
"What is this without Ultraman?"
Du Zihan patted Ultraman's shoulder.
"Ah... this..."
What should Tang Qingxi say? He should say that there is really no Ultraman in the world, it is just that you are so powerful that you created Ultraman.
Should we break the child’s good wishes?
"What's so great about your Ultraman? He can only emit light and can't fight monsters. He can't even beat the Can Can Bird. The monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas are still more powerful."
"Sister, can't you raise those powerful beasts like Bifang for us?"
Well, Liu Zihan also believes in the existence of Ultraman, so Tang Qingxi still doesn’t intend to break the kid’s dream.
Otherwise, if the child started crying, Tang Qingxi would be sent to the police station by the security guard at the school gate.
However, it is precisely because of this belief that Ultraman was created at such a young age, although the Ultraman created is not very big.
"Liu Zihan, right? Did the teacher ever teach children not to play with fire? It's like being born in fire and liking to breathe fire. If you're not careful, you'll catch fire."
"And Taotie is extremely greedy and never stops eating. If it gets extremely hungry, it can even eat your house, so... "
"so………………"
Liu Zihan weighed his parents' pockets and said with a sad face, "I can't support one, and I can't afford to support the other."
"Never mind, never mind."
The young boy was disheartened.
"Liu Zihan, Du Zihan, I asked my dad to come here. He promised to make a new set of armor for Ultraman."
Another young boy in school uniform ran over, holding a middle-aged man with a messy beard in his hand.
"Dad, look at Ultraman. I told you there really is Ultraman in this world."
"My dad has a fire spirit root. He used to make props for TV dramas. Now that he's become a Refiner, he can definitely create a brand new armor for Ultraman."
The young boy showed off his father to his classmates.
The father pushed his son away and started circling around Ultraman.
"The height ratio is off, the armor isn't bright enough, and the body isn't good enough. Ultraman should be muscular, otherwise how can he fight monsters?"
It seems that this father is also an Ultraman fan. Tang Qingxi held back his laughter and left here.
"You! Stop!"
Tang Qingxi turned around in horror.
But I saw the security guard chasing after some children and jumping over the wall.
"Don't jump over the wall, senior year classes have already started. If you're late, call your homeroom teacher."
"And the one in the front, don't think I don't recognize you as a teacher. The teacher is late and goes to see the dean."
It seems that the school wall also needs to be raised.
Tang Qingxi quickly left the school. After taking two steps, the conversation between two people caught her attention again.
"What are you going to do about this autumn sports meet? I'm having a terrible headache."
"Kids these days can high jump eight meters and long jump over 10 to 10 meters. How can we compete? The principal even asked me to come up with my own event."
"How about you call the Olympic Committee and ask what they're planning to do next?"
The speaker chuckled. "A few days ago, the International Olympic Committee announced that all previous events would be scrapped. They need to reconsider the events. If that's not possible, they'll have to postpone the Olympics."
"Hahahaha...if the Olympics were held now, athletes from all over the world would be crushed by the Chinese."
"Stop laughing and think of something to compete in during the sports meeting."
"How about we do something like in martial arts novels and compete to see who can lift the most weight or whose feather can fly the highest?"
"Have you forgotten that there are people in the school who have spiritual roots and are practicing the method of cultivating immortals?"
"Well... what do you think we should do?"
"I have no choice. We have to divide the groups. In the past, there were grades. Now there are a cultivation group, a high martial arts group, and a low martial arts group."
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