Chapter 264 Outstanding Parents' Career Sharing Conference

Chapter 257 Outstanding Parents' Career Sharing Conference

They spent the evening at Tomoyo's house, mainly visiting Tomoyo's manor and her various collections, and dragging Sakura to watch her magical girl reality show. When it was almost time, Sakura and Wang Changsheng said goodbye to Tomoyo.

After leaving the Daidoji family's manor, Wang Changsheng received another message from his steward.

"What?! A conference for outstanding parents to share their professional experiences?"

Wang Changsheng stared blankly at the butler's kind face, and couldn't help but blink.

What kind of outrageous parent-teacher meeting is this?

"Yes." The butler nodded respectfully and smiled at Wang Changsheng, saying, "There will be a short holiday after the Outstanding Parents Conference. You can make arrangements in advance."

"There's a holiday?" Wang Changsheng was even more confused.

Which school gives you a holiday after a parent-teacher meeting?

"Wait a minute, Yuanmei said today that we'll have a holiday in a couple of days, and then we can go to Moonshadow Island together. Could she be referring to this holiday?" Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment.

He had only just learned about this parent work sharing session from the housekeeper.

He initially thought Sonomi was referring to a weekend holiday.

Wouldn't that be very fast?

"This conference should be next week, right?" Wang Changsheng asked the butler.

"Yes." The butler nodded slightly again.

"I understand." Wang Changsheng nodded, then had another question, "But given my situation, shouldn't I be able to participate by myself? I don't need to bring my parents like the other students do."

"If you wish, we can accompany you," the butler explained. "However, since the ones sharing on stage are parents, our job is to take care of you. Although we have a lot to share, our young master is so adorable, so sensible, and so kind-hearted, like a little angel. Taking care of him is effortless. If we were to share, we would have endless things to say..."

As the housekeeper spoke, his slightly aged eyes grew brighter, as if he were already imagining himself standing in front of many students and parents, eloquently sharing his experiences in taking care of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's smile froze. This butler was good in every way and usually did things in an orderly manner. However, whenever the topic turned to him, the butler would always seem like a different person.

As for how it will change, please refer to Director Tomoyo.

Wang Changsheng was a little overwhelmed, and he forced himself to interrupt the butler, "Haha... Butler, do you like me that much?"

"Of course!" The butler nodded matter-of-factly, his slightly cloudy eyes looking at Wang Changsheng with affection. "I think there's probably no other child in the world more well-behaved and sensible than our young master. He's the most special child I've ever met..."

Seeing that the housekeeper was about to turn into a chatterbox again, Wang Changsheng quickly stopped him: "Well, so, actually, I could just not bring my parents, right?"

Although the butler, who had been interrupted by Wang Changsheng, still wanted to continue praising, he had to admit that his professionalism was truly outstanding. As soon as Wang Changsheng spoke, his attitude instantly changed. He bowed slightly and answered the question respectfully in a calm tone: "You are right."

"Furthermore, if parents want to share their work experience at the conference, they need to apply first. I inquired and it seems that fewer than ten parents are qualified to speak on stage at this conference organized by the school."

Upon hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded.

indeed.

After all, time was tight and the task was heavy.

People don't have that much time to listen to so many people sharing how good or bad their jobs are.

Having ten people speak on stage is probably the absolute maximum.

I doubt anyone else would agree to give more; it would just be too much of a waste of time.

"Luckily, I don't have any parents who can attend the meeting."

Wang Changsheng spoke with the housekeeper for a while, then took the elevator back to his room.

Having been a Chinese in his previous life, and having gone through nine years of compulsory education, his understanding of things like calling parents or holding parent-teacher meetings is slightly different from that of people here.

But it doesn't matter, since he has no parents anyway.

Before going to bed that night, Wang Changsheng pondered again where he should use his world's origin power to maximize its value. Then, feeling sleepy, he fell asleep.

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A few days later.

The Outstanding Parents' Career Sharing Conference of Youzhi Elementary School was officially held in the school's auditorium.

A total of eight parents spoke on stage.

The person speaking now is the last one.

"The items I brought here today are not originals; they are replicas that I brought to give everyone a clearer and more intuitive understanding of my profession."

"Genuine ancient burial goods were generally made of precious materials such as gold and silver. Some tribes and nobles also produced large quantities of ivory products, but almost without exception, the production process of these burial goods was extremely complicated..."

The Great Hall of the People, which can seat one or two thousand people, was packed to capacity.

Sakura's father, Fujitaka Kinomoto, stood on the stage and began explaining the replicas in front of him in front of everyone.

It must be said that Fujitaka, having taught for so many years, brought each item to life in his words, making them vivid, engaging, and captivating, while also leaving a lasting impression on Tomoyo.

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Wang Changsheng didn't know if it was just his imagination, but whether in his past life or this one, he felt that every history teacher was very engaging when they were lecturing.

He might not like other subjects much, but history is different; he loves listening to it.

What impressed him most was one of his history teachers.

He's short and speaks in a cocky way.

He liked to bring a stool when lecturing, put one foot on it, and proudly and confidently explain the history of China's past.

By the way, this teacher is a female teacher.

It was strange that all his previous history teachers were women.

This time, Kinomoto acted as a male teacher, telling him other historical stories.

"So, how do you think these enormous pyramids, so disproportionate to the labor force available at the time, were completed?"

At this moment, Sakura's father stood on the stage, exuding confidence, composure, and elegance.

He held a pyramid model in his palm, and then, with a smile, began to explain the history and stories of the pyramids to the thousands of people below the stage.

"Speaking of the largest existing pyramid, it seems to be the Pyramid of Khufu in Giza. It is estimated that it took about forty years or even longer to build."

"It is said that this pyramid used more than 2.7 million stones. With such a huge number, we can simply infer that King Khufu must have wielded immense power at the time..."

Fujitaka's voice rang out through the microphone throughout the entire auditorium, but it did not sound harsh or noisy. Instead, it was very gentle and pleasant to listen to.

The pyramids aren't from here, and most people don't know about them, especially since many of the people present were elementary school students. So they were quite interested in hearing him talk about these strange and unusual things.

"Sakura, your dad is amazing!"

offstage.

Wang Changsheng sat with Xiaoying and Zhiye.

Sakura was between the two.

On the left is Wang Changsheng, and on the right is Zhishi.

They were seated in what was roughly the center of the hall.

Listening to Fujitaka on stage, brimming with confidence as he spoke eloquently to everyone, Tomoyo couldn't help but lean closer to Sakura's ear, covering her mouth with one hand, and then praised her.

"It's alright~" Sakura smiled, her words sounding somewhat modest, but she still seemed very proud of her father.

"Ring ring ring—"

Just then, a bell rang throughout the entire campus.

This also means that it's time for lunch break.

Fujitaka was talking about a crucial moment, and he wanted to continue, but he was interrupted.

He came to his senses and realized that this was not his school, and he would not forcibly take up so many people's rest time.

However, he looked somewhat puzzled.

"I remember there were still ten minutes left? Did I remember the time wrong?"

Fujitaka raised his left hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

According to the time above, it is indeed lunchtime when school ends.

"I'm sorry I didn't finish my presentation, but it's time. I won't keep you from resting any longer. Thank you all for listening to my explanation." Fujitaka bowed to everyone in the audience and then began to tidy up the various items and props on his table.

The audience was mostly elementary school students, and the meeting, which also included parents, had already been held in the early morning. The people in the hall were mostly students listening to outstanding parents speak, as well as a small number of parents who had nothing else to do.

After all, for most students' parents, who are working-class people, even getting to school in the morning is not an easy task.

It's impossible to spend a whole day here; not many parents are willing to take time off, and the school naturally won't force them.

Just like Wang Changsheng, he didn't bring any of his parents with him.

"Thank you, Mr. Kinomoto. I have long admired your reputation and am very grateful that you would like to come to our school to share your work experience."

The people in the audience stood up.

Several school leaders walked up from the side of the stage and greeted Tenglong very politely.

Suddenly, a burst of very loud applause rang out behind Wang Changsheng.

Immediately, many people were inspired and started clapping, and thunderous applause filled the entire auditorium.

Wang Changsheng glanced back.

He noticed that the first person to clap seemed to be the little wolf sitting behind him.

This guy seems to be quite interested in history too.

The admiration on his face was almost overflowing.

Those brown, amber-like eyes shimmered with an unusual luster.

He was standing on the bench, clapping his hands repeatedly, making a loud noise that made Wang Changsheng wince.

He clapped so loudly that even the applause from those around him couldn't drown it out.

While the school leaders were exchanging pleasantries with Tenglong, the people in the audience finished applauding and then left.

Little Wolf seemed to have seized the opportunity. After all the leaders had left, he quickly ran over and came to Fujitaka's side.

"Hello, I'd like to ask you a question!"

Seeing the little wolf run excitedly towards him, Fujitaka naturally gave a slight smile and said gently, "Of course, little friend, what would you like to ask?"

The little wolf asked excitedly, "Do you think the Pharaoh's curse is real?"

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"A curse?" Upon hearing this, Fujitaka was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Yes, yes!" the little wolf nodded repeatedly.

He comes from a Taoist family in Hong Kong.

He was quite familiar with their local legends, but not much about the pyramids. Tenglong's explanation had completely piqued his interest.

Especially regarding the symbolism and significance of the pyramids, as well as curses, immortality, and the like.

Each of these words, taken out of context, sparked his curiosity.

Fujitaka lowered his head, meeting the wolf's brown eyes, then smiled gently and shook his head: "I can't give you a definite answer to this kind of thing either."

"But didn't you just say that everyone who enters the pyramids in an attempt to rob the Pharaoh's tomb is cursed? It is precisely because they are afflicted by the Pharaoh's curse that everyone suffers such a tragic end, with almost no one surviving to old age, and even those who do encounter misfortune."

After patiently listening to the question asked by the excited child, Fujitaka explained softly, "Little friend, first of all, you must understand that not all pyramids are tombs."

Upon hearing this, the little wolf blinked: "But aren't the pyramids just coffins built by the pharaohs for themselves?"

"Yes." Fujitaka nodded.

The little wolf was even more confused after hearing this.

How can you say yes and no at the same time?

So is that true or not?

Seemingly noticing the little wolf's confusion, Fujitaka didn't keep him in suspense. Instead, he explained directly to him, "The tombs of pharaohs are pyramids, but not all pyramids are the tombs of pharaohs. It is said that every ancient Egyptian king built at least five pyramids for himself."

"Huh? Five...five seats?" Little Wolf was stunned.

Good guy.

These Egyptian kings were even more extravagant and wasteful than their Chinese ancestors.

A single pyramid requires a staggering 2.7 million stones to build.

Those five would cost tens of millions of yuan.

Where did they get so many stones?

"Do you find it strange that a king would build five tombs?" Fujitaka couldn't help but laugh when he saw the confused look on Syaoran's face.

"In fact, of these five, only one will be chosen by the Pharaoh as his true burial site; the others are just illusions."

He explained to the little wolf, "The Egyptian king was very meticulous. He buried his real coffin deep in one of the pyramids, and the other four were equipped with numerous traps from beginning to end. The entire pyramid was a powerful weapon used to attack anyone who tried to break into it and to eliminate them without reservation."

"Because in the eyes of the Egyptian king, anyone who tried to enter the pyramids after his death was committing a desecration against him."

"Finding the real tombs of pharaohs is difficult enough, but with so many traps and even the presence of terrifying viruses at the time, this is the origin of the legend that those who enter the pyramids will suffer misfortune."