"Wenwen ......"

Liu Zixia was a little confused, looked at Wenwen, who was eating tofu brain very quietly on the side, and said, "It's good?"

"Then how about you take her as an apprentice?" Lang Wenxing took a bite of the scorched ring, crunching and chewing.

"What did you say?" Liu Zixia was stunned for a moment, thinking that something was wrong with his ears.

Li Mengyi also looked surprised, only Yueyue grabbed a blanket and burned it, eating happily.

"I said, let you accept Wenwen as an apprentice!" Lang Wenxing said word by word.

"Forehead......" Liu Zixia put down the fire in his hand, looked at Lang Wenxing and said seriously: "No!"

"Hey, I said Zixia, you kid can't be authentic, right?"

Lang Wenxing exploded all of a sudden, he glared at Liu Zixia and said, "With such a good relationship between the two of us, what's wrong with you accepting her as an apprentice?"

"It's not a question of whether the relationship is good or not!"

Liu Zixia said helplessly: "Let's not say that Wenwen has missed the best age to practice martial arts, just our Liu family's ancestral training can't get by." ”

"Why is it still involved in your Liu family's ancestral training?" Lang Wenxing was a little confused.

"Of course!" Liu Zixia said: "Unless it is the bloodline of the Liu family, otherwise, we can't practice our family's five-bird opera, even if I teach Teng Xiaoyan, it's just some superficial ......"

"Hey, it's wrong, it's wrong!" Before Liu Zixia could finish speaking, Lang Wenxing interrupted him.

"What's wrong?" Liu Zixia looked at Lang Wenxing strangely.

"I said that I would let you take Wenwen as an apprentice because I wanted you to teach her to sing. ”

Lang Wenxing explained: "This child has liked music since he was a child, and a few years ago, he wanted to study in a professional art school, but I didn't agree at the time. Now, the high school entrance examination is going to be in a month, and this girl has proposed to go to an art school again, and I have no choice but to find a teacher for him. ”

"So you found me?" Liu Zixia asked, pointing to his nose.

He finally understood that the feeling was that he had misunderstood, and Lang Wenxing wanted to find a music teacher for Wenwen.

This guy, to put it bluntly, won't there be such a misunderstanding?

"That's right!" Lang Wenxing nodded and said, "In my opinion, the most important thing for children is to focus on their studies, if they just want to learn some art hobbies, there is no need to go to art school." ”

"Dad, art schools can also be admitted to universities!" Hearing Lang Wenxing's words, Wenwen was unhappy, she said: "And art schools are still professional counterparts, which are much easier than ordinary high school college entrance examinations." ”

"Hey, you kid, don't you know how high your score is when you go to art school?"

Lang Wenxing frowned and said: "If you don't take other schools, it's just the vocal music class of Jinghua Film Academy, if it is for art schools to recruit candidates, the professional score plus cultural score must be at least 620 points or more, this is still the source of Jinghua students, if it is a foreign student, this score will be higher!"

"So what's the matter?" Wenwen puffed out her chest and said, "My goal is Huaxi!"

As the cradle of the Chinese entertainment industry, Huaxia Drama Academy is, of course, the first choice for many art candidates.

Like Wenwen, there are more children who dream of being admitted to Huaxia in the future at a young age.

"Chinese opera?

Lang Wenxing sneered and said, "Your Uncle Xia and Aunt Mengyi both graduated from Chinese opera, can you ask them how many points they scored when they took the Chinese opera exam that year?"

Hearing her father's words, Wenwen turned her head to look at Liu Zixia and Li Mengyi.

"When I took the Chinese opera exam, I scored 433 points in the cultural exam, and I didn't talk about this in the professional exam, anyway, the ranking was very high. Liu Zixia said: "In that year, my cultural score was considered a high score. ”

"I have a cultural score of 476 points, and I have the first professional score!" Li Mengyi said very simply.

Yohe, it seems that Li Mengyi is also a female scholar, and when she took the cultural exam, she was able to get such a high score.

"Wow, Uncle Zixia and Aunt Mengyi, your scores are so high!" Wenwen exclaimed.

Compared with ordinary colleges and universities, art universities need to conduct art examinations and cultural examinations.

In general, the cultural score of each major is generally low.

If a person's major is strong enough to be able to enter the top few, even if the cultural score is 289 points.

In the case of Chinese opera alone, as long as you score about 350 points, there will be no problem at all.

Because even if this score is in the country, it is no problem to be admitted to most performing arts colleges.

Therefore, Wenwen, who has regarded Chinese opera as the goal of the examination since she was a child, of course knows how terrifying the cultural score of Liu Zixia and the two of them is just said!

"It's okay. Liu Zixia waved his hand modestly, indicating that it was not too high.

"Did you hear that?"

Lang Wenxing looked at Wenwen with a serious face and said, "If you have the ability of your Uncle Xia or Aunt Mengyi, let alone go to art school, even if you don't go to school now and go directly to the Chinese opera, I won't stop you!"

"Dad, I can understand that you don't believe in my abilities?"

Wenwen directly put the chopsticks on the table and said, "If you really think so, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Bet on what?" Lang Wenxing raised his eyelids and asked.

"Just bet that I will go to an art school for three years, and by the time the college entrance examination comes, my cultural score will definitely be above 370!" Wenwen said directly: "I still don't believe it, I can't go to Chinese opera with a score of 370!"

"Don't bet!"

Lang Wenxing said very dryly: "You girl wants to set me up, oh, once this bet is played, you can go to art school, I can't stop it." When the time comes, what if you can't get into Chinese opera? You can choose other colleges and universities, but three years will have passed. ”

When he said this, Lang Wenxing grinned and said, "Your father is not stupid!"

Liu Zixia rolled her eyes, why did she sound so awkward when she said this?

"You are hegemonism!" Wenwen was so angry that her little face turned red, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "Bully me!"

"Tell you, girl. Lang Wenxing said nonchalantly: "Even if you go to your mother for this matter, she won't help you speak, you will die of this heart." ”

"Dad!" Wenwen cried directly, instantly feeling very wronged.

The crystal tears fell down their cheeks and fell to the ground, brushed into eight petals.

"Hmph, Uncle Lang, you are bad, you made Sister Wenwen cry. ”

Yueyue, who was eating happily on the side, stopped eating when she heard Wenwen crying.

At this time, I saw that Wenwen's eyes were red, and she was about to cry, and she was also furious.

It doesn't matter if these breakfasts are bought by your husband, they will be opened directly.

Lang Wenxing obviously didn't expect that things would evolve into this situation.

He waved his hand with a smile and said, "Okay, it's my uncle's fault, my uncle shouldn't bully Wenwen, my uncle will apologize to you, okay?"

"Sister Wenwen, the teacher taught us that we are still good comrades if we know that we can correct our mistakes. ”

Yueyue patted Wenwen's hand, and began to persuade Wenwen, "You see that Uncle Lang has admitted his mistakes, don't cry......! If you cry again, you won't be pretty!"

While speaking, Yueyue gave Liu Zixia a look, it seems that the little girl wants her father to persuade them too.

Liu Zixia rolled his eyes and said, "Wenwen, don't cry first, this matter can be solved." ”

"How to solve it?" Lang Wenxing looked at Liu Zixia, Wenwen also stopped sobbing and looked at him secretly.

"Brother Xing, don't you want Wenwen to go to art school?"

Liu Zixia looked at Lang Wenxing and said, "In this way, after Wenwen takes the high school entrance examination, if her grades are good, let her go to Jinghua's high school for a year first......"

As soon as Liu Zixia said this, Wenwen's face changed, turning from sunny to cloudy again, and fog began to gather in her big eyes.

Liu Zixia didn't seem to see Wenwen crying, and continued:

"Then I spent the year teaching Wenwen some vocal knowledge...... If Wenwen can be admitted to the top 60 in her grade after a year, it will prove that she is working hard, and then let her transfer to a professional art school, how about it?"

Hearing Liu Zixia's words, Wenwen finally stopped crying again.

In fact, she shouldn't learn vocal music, but should learn acting.

At least, this kung fu of crying when you want to cry, Liu Zixia can't learn it for the time being.

"I agree!" Before Lang Wenxing could speak, Wenwen hurriedly said.

"It doesn't work if you agree, I have to agree!"

Lang Wenxing glared at his daughter, changed his words, and said, "I also agree with this suggestion, but, Wenwen, I want to make three chapters with you." ”

Chapter 3 of the Covenant?

Not to mention three chapters, even if it's four or five chapters...... As long as she agrees to let her go to art school, she is willing.

"Dad, you don't have to say anything, I agree. Wenwen said directly.

"That's not going to work, there are some things that I have to make clear to you. ”

Lang Wenxing shook his head and said: "The first thing is your high school entrance examination results this time, I don't require you to be the first in the grade, as long as you can enter the top ten in the class." ”

"I can promise you that. Wenwen nodded, and agreed.

Although Wenwen is not a top student, her usual grades are okay, and she has always been seventeen or eighteen in the class.

This time, the requirement is only in the top 10 of the class, and it should be achievable.

"Okay, then the second thing. ”

Lang Wenxing continued: "In the future, in your first year of high school, you should set aside at least half a day a week to learn about vocal music with your Uncle Zixia. ”

"Is half a day too short?" As soon as Lang Wenxing's voice fell, Wenwen said, "Why don't you do it for a day?"

Wenwen wished she could have more time to learn vocal music with Liu Zixia, how could she not agree?

"Little girl, you went to high school, and you still expect to be able to rest every week?" Liu Zixia wiped Yueyue's mouth with a smile and said, "Every month, it's good to have two days off." ”

"Huh?" Wenwen blinked and said, "Wouldn't it?"

"Very good!" Li Mengyi handed Wenwen a spoon and said, "It's just this half a day, you still have to ask for leave to come out." ”

"That's right. Wenwen nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll promise this second thing." Dad, what's the third thing?"

Lang Wenxing thought for a moment and said, "I haven't thought of the third thing for the time being, I'll talk about it later." ”

"Oh!" Wenwen hurriedly asked, "Then you agreed?"

Lang Wenxing nodded and said, "Agreed, just do what your Uncle Xia said!"