After dinner

Tong Wenjie sat on the bed to check the information of the art examination, picked up the small notebook and began to record in detail.

"Hey, hey" Fang Yuan put paper in his nostrils and leaned his neck into the bedroom

"What's wrong with your nose?" Tong Wenjie glanced at Fang Yuan and continued to check the information

"Bleeding." After speaking, Fang Yuan closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, it's too dry in this house, you go back, let's get a humidifier."

"Tilt your head up"

"Ang, hey, what are you doing?"

"What do you say you're studying? Study your son's business."

"What do you call my son? This is the crystallization of our love, our son."

"Debt collector, let me tell you, angry, I just called Pan Shuai, I asked him, how did you tell Fang Yifan today?"

"Hmm"

"He said that he felt that Fang Yifan was quite hopeful, and felt that he was this piece of material, so that our parents should consider it carefully."

"Hey, but as soon as he teaches Chinese, you ask him, can he say it accurately?"

"I also asked Song Qian and Li Ping, and then I went to check it on the Internet, and I told you, Fang Yifan's grades in this cultural class should be the same, there is no problem, the important thing is that this professional course must be tested first, and the art examination must be taken first."

"I know."

"But the profession is too sad"

"He's got genes, I'm telling you..."

While the two were still talking, Fang Yuan's phone rang, and Tong Wenjie asked, "Who?" ”

Fang Yuan glanced at it and said, "Zihao, I'll answer the phone first, I guess it's about work." ”

Tong Wenjie nodded after hearing it and continued to check the information.

Fang Yuan answered the phone on the side and said, "Hey, boss." ”

"Hey, Uncle Fang, don't say that, I'll just shake my hands and be in charge, you are also the boss."

"Hey, too."

"Uncle Fang, isn't this Fang Yifan going to take an art exam, can he find a teacher?"

"Hey, your kid is really well-informed, you must be looking for it, your Aunt Wenjie is still checking the information."

Tong Wenjie also put down the pen and notebook in his hand on the side, came over, and Zhang Zihao continued on the phone: "Isn't our company a media company, you also know that there are Internet celebrities or something, there are many art school students, so you should know how to find it, right?" ”

Fang Yuan patted his thigh when he heard this, and said, "Yes, why did I forget, many of our companies are students in BY and ZX, then I know." ”

"And Uncle Fang, you can ask Aunt Wen Jie to ask Wang Yidi about her mother, Wang Yidi is also preparing for the art exam, you can take a look first."

"Okay, I'll tell you Aunt Wenjie right away."

"Okay, Uncle Fang, it's okay, call me if you need to, I can serve you at any time."

"I know the stinky boy, if it weren't for your Aunt Wenjie, we wouldn't know that your father would be able to make it, okay, hang up."

"Okay, Uncle Fang."

Fang Yuan hung up the phone and looked, hey, Tong Wenjie had already finished sending a message to Wang Yidi and her mother, this was really fast enough.

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"Hey, Yifan's father."

Fang Yuan opened the door and was also startled by Wang Yidi's mother, he was really enthusiastic, and stepped back as he spoke: "Hey, hey"

Wang Yidi's mother asked as she walked in: "What about Yifan's mother?" ”

Fang Yuan was also frightened, pointed to the inside and said, "Yes, inside, bring the door, Tong Wenjie." ”

Fang Yuan shouted as he walked towards the bedroom.

Wang Yidi's mother shouted while changing her shoes: "Wen Jie, I'm here." ”

After Wang Yidi silently closed the door, he changed his shoes next to the shoe rack.

Fang Yuan ran to the bedroom and shouted, "Wen Jie, Wen Jie." ”

"Hey."

Wang Yidi's mother said at the door: "I know where Tong Wenjie is, come to Didi to change shoes, hey." ”

Tong Wenjie hurriedly ran out: "Didi's mother." ”

"Wen Jie, hey!"

"Hello, hello, why are you here?"

"I'm coming."

The two women were still chatting outside, Fang Yuan didn't expect Wang Yidi's mother to be so noisy, her head hurt, she picked up her mobile phone and sent a voice message to Zhang Zihao and said: Come over quickly, let's talk about work, Wang Yidi's mother is here, and the noise makes my head hurt.

Tong Wenjie took Wang Yidi and his wife to the living room and began to talk about the art exam, and after a while, they heard: Ding Dong, Ding Dong.

Tong Wenjie was just about to get up, Fang Yuan came out of the bedroom and said, "Looking for me, you continue to talk." ”

Fang Yuan opened the door and saw that Zhang Zihao had finally arrived, Zhang Zihao whispered, "I heard Wang Yidi's mother's voice from the corridor. ”

Fang Yuan also nodded when he heard Zhang Zihao's words, and the expression on his face was rich.

Tong Wenjie saw that Fang Yuan hadn't come back yet, and asked, "Who is Fang Yuan so late?" ”

Before Fang Yuan could speak, Zhang Zihao said while changing his shoes: "Hey, Aunt Wenjie, I'm here to talk to Uncle Fang Yuan about work." ”

"Hey, Zihao is here, let's talk about it first."

After Tong Wenjie finished speaking, she continued to talk to Wang Yidi's mother about the art exam

Wang Yidi heard Zhang Zihao coming on the side, and wanted to get up to say hello, but he didn't get up when he thought that his mother was by his side.

Zhang Zihao followed Fang Yuan into the house, saw Wang Yidi's mother, and said, "Hello, Auntie." ”

Wang Yidi's mother saw that it was Zhang Zihao and said; "Oh, Zihao."

Fang Yuan was afraid that a few people would chat, and interrupted: "Then let's talk about something, you continue." ”

Wang Yidi's mother smiled and nodded, and Zhang Zihao and Wang Yidi also looked at each other and nodded to each other.

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After entering Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie's bedroom, Zhang Zihao asked, "Uncle Fang, didn't the company let you do it well, what else is going on?" ”

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately said, "Hey, aren't you going to prepare the first few again, you can take a look"

After speaking, Fang Yuan picked up the tablet and showed Zhang Zihao the live broadcast of these people, and asked Zhang Zihao to see if these people were okay, if they could dig it up directly, who would have trouble with the money.

Zhang Zihao agreed after reading it, and said to Fang Yuan: "Uncle, what do you think of Fan Fan?" ”

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately said: "No, no, you are all in your third year of high school now, you still want him to be an Internet celebrity, this is not good, Fan Fan still has to take the art examination now, you can't distract him, the college entrance examination is the most important at this stage." ”

Zhang Zihao heard Fang Yuan's words and said: "Uncle, don't be in a hurry to refuse, I think so, didn't Fan Fan become popular a while ago, he himself also sent a few videos, the effect is good, I believe you have also seen it." ”

Fang Yuan nodded after hearing this, and motioned for Zhang Zihao to continue.

"Having a fan base and not having a fan base is definitely different, now Fan Fan can start before others, why not take the first step? Besides, it's to let the company take charge of his account, not to let him get it, if you go to training, you will definitely follow, you record some vlogs for him and send them to the company, that's not it. ”

Fang Yuan also felt good when he heard Zhang Zihao's words, after all, this is the era of traffic, not everyone is LH, there is a fan base in high school, there is a post bar or something, why not go if you can be one step ahead.

Fang Yuan said: "Okay, I'll discuss with your Aunt Wenjie, I'll ask for his account, and I'll return it to him after the college entrance examination is over, if he really becomes an artist, it's up to him." ”

Zhang Zihao was also relieved when he heard Fang Yuan say this, he could help Fang Yifan if he could, who would help his friends if they didn't help themselves?