That night, Zhao Liang called Wen Feng and told him the information he had inquired about from his cousin. What made Wen Feng feel unacceptable was that the tuition fee was too scary, the tuition fee for programming was 14,000, the network was 10,000, and the design fee was 6,000, and he laughed at himself and said: "It's not worth so much money to sell me." ”

"I also think why is it so expensive, my college tuition for a few years is only more than 10,000 yuan. But my cousin said that the teaching was really good, four months of study, and the school would recommend work after the end. ”

"Oh, I'm thinking about it. ”

"It's a lot of money, you know. Zhao Liang reminded him, "But there are cheap ones on the market, but I heard her say that they are all fools." ”

If he failed to succeed in teaching, he first let the tuition give him a disadvantage.

During the eleventh holiday, Wen Feng told his parents about the news of his resignation and going out to study, Wen Feng's father didn't say anything, his mother didn't agree, and wanted to use her connections here to find Wen Feng a job as a driver who drove for the leader, after all, his son had not left him for more than 20 years, and he was really reluctant.

Wen Feng was determined to leave, and argued with his mother for this, Wen Feng's mother was finally stopped by his father, he knew the child's temper, and it didn't matter what he didn't care about, but it was useless for others to say anything about what he was sure of. In the end, Wen Feng's mother reluctantly agreed to the work done by her father.

He called his cousin again and told him that he was going to join him after eleven, and his cousin welcomed him because he could have an extra companion.

Wen Feng told me that if he hadn't known Yang Lu, he wouldn't have left here, and he would have listened to his mother's arrangement to be an ordinary driver, but now everything has changed......

On October 6th, Wen Feng and Song Jianhui had a farewell dinner, and everyone was somewhat disappointed about Wen Feng's uncertain future.

The next day, he packed a satchel with a change of clothes. Finally, from the bottom of the drawer, he took the hundreds of yuan that had not been used up on Yang Lu's body, along with more than 5,000 passbooks, put them in the compartment of the satchel, put on the guitar at home, said goodbye to his parents, and left the Y petrochemical area where he was born and grew up accompanied by Lin Yuhan, and embarked on the "road to study." ”

Wen Feng didn't go to Zhao Liang's cousin's X training school, the reason was very simple, it was too expensive. The cousin recommended him a place for more than 2,000 yuan, which was not far from his house. Wen Feng was inconvenient in the past, so he sent the money to his cousin and asked him to help sign up. It was also during this time that he decided to pursue the path of graphic design.

Wen Feng's path to study did not start smoothly, and he was once lost, and even wondered if the path he took was a dead end?

On the first day of class, there were only three people in Wen Feng's class, there were five or six computers in the room, and the teacher was still a boy who was not a few years older. He blankly watched the "teacher" in front of the computer operating and lecturing, holding a notebook in his hand and hurriedly remembering what he said and the operation process.

Twenty minutes passed, and the teacher said, "Today's class is over, and each of you will find a computer to practice today's lecture." ”

Dizzy, this day's class is over? made him suddenly think of Zhao Liang's nonsense.

When he returned to his cousin's house, he picked up his cousin, who was playing CS, and yelled, "You guys pay me back?"

My cousin was having fun, and he was so stunned that he asked, "What money?"

"Tuition, are you squinting for me!"

The cousin smiled shamefully for a long time and said, "Why am I squinting at your tuition?" He pulled the drawer and took out a piece of chalk paper from it and handed it to Wen Feng, "This is a receipt, look at it, I also gave you eighty." ”

Wen Feng looked at the paper and scratched his head and said, "Either you were deceived in this matter, or I was deceived by you, fuck, what a shitty school!"

"What's wrong?" asked my cousin, lighting a cigarette.

As soon as Wen Feng told him about the class, his cousin smiled and said, "You are from the village, the whole old hat! This short-term training is like this, do you think that the class is at 8 o'clock in the morning and the school is out at 4 o'clock in the evening? Unless you go to college." The 6,000 you said might be yes, but it's dark, isn'..........?"

Wen Feng sat on the bed, which was completely different from what he thought before he came out, and muttered, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, my two thousand yuan." ”

The cousin took the mouse skillfully in his cigarette and said suddenly: "I thought you knew, I also went there to show you, you can start classes with three people, and some schools are not open with less than ten people, isn't it good to ......have fewer people? Oops, fuck it, this grandson actually blew me in the head, watch me kill you with a knife!"

Wen Feng also made some sense when he heard what his cousin said, and he was in a slightly better mood, so he rushed to play a game with him.

The next day, Wen Feng went to class as usual and was very diligent in taking notes, but because he had just come into contact with these software, the interface was still in English, and Wen Feng was dizzy when he read it. The other two students didn't seem to care very much, one of them didn't come after three days, and the other was also flashing every time he finished the class, only Wen Feng sat in front of the computer and practiced over and over again...... Sometimes Wen Feng has a lot of questions, and the young teacher explained it at the beginning, but later he became a little impatient.

After that class, Wenfeng finally couldn't bear to get angry, and the cause was a problem.

"Teacher, let's talk about the process of transferring PS files in class. Wen Feng said with a smile on his face, "I haven't come out for a long time." ”

The young teacher looked at him impatiently and said, "Why are you so much in the wrong place? Didn't you just say it? Did you take notes?"

Wen Feng looked at his impatient appearance, his heart was angry, and he continued to laugh and said, "Remember, you just spoke too fast, didn't I remember it all?"

"That's your business, I've already told you. The young teacher said disapprovingly.

"Can you talk about it once?" Wen Feng said with a calm face.

The young teacher didn't even look at him, and said, "I've talked about it all, and you're reminiscing about it yourself." Everyone else is gone, why are you so serious? I can lock the door and get off work when you're gone. ”

It's not the first time he's said something like this, he thought he could get along peacefully, but it's always like this, when will he be a head. Wen Feng is not even proficient in one of the software now, what if there are three or four software in the future? What else to talk about using them for design, he can no longer suppress the fire, he stood up violently and shouted: "Lao Tzu paid the money, is it just for you to teach with this attitude? What about the teacher? You returned the money, I don't want to stay here for a minute!"