Regarding Fang Yuan's proposal, Tong Wenjie immediately shook his head and refused:

"Don't go! I said a few words about that little dream today, asking her not to be a junior in the future, and not to associate with people like Qiao Weidong, she left very angrily. ”

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately understood that Tong Wenjie was worried about Song Qian's feelings.

Wrong......

Fang Yuan thought of something again, took a stool and sat down, and asked seriously:

"You don't let Fan Fan take the art exam, does it have anything to do with this little dream?"

Tong Wenjie nodded and said, "It matters!" What kind of art school did this little dream graduate from, so what? Isn't it just to be a teacher in a yoga studio, and take a few students without pain or itch, what can you do? After Fang Yifan graduated, he also went to the yoga studio to be a teacher? ”

No matter what people say, it's better than the two of us who are unemployed, right?

Fang Yuan was a little speechless, he had always been unambitious, and he felt that it was already very good to be a yoga teacher.

And so it is.

Is it true that children can be better than their parents?

Just like Fang Yifan, what can he do if he goes to art school?

After graduation, you will definitely be able to get ahead, be a big star, and make a lot of money?

If you have no capital and no connections, you will most likely do ordinary work in the future.

If he can be a good dance teacher, it will be amazing.

It's still a little dream......

He is a well-known art examination training teacher, charging 15,000 per hour, which is still less to say.

In such a month, even if there are only three students, each student takes twenty class hours, and the monthly income of Ren Xiaomeng is close to six figures, which is not counting the income of being a yoga teacher, it has already exceeded the combined income of Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie.

Can this still be called unproductive?

At noon the next day, the canteen of Chunfeng Middle School.

Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao and Wang Yidi sat together for lunch.

Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er came to the adjacent table and sat down with a dinner plate.

The latter eats while thinking about the topic in his head; The former, on the other hand, had no appetite and sighed.

Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao didn't hear it, and discussed some of the delicacies that Sister Lin had made while eating.

Wang Yidi was quite curious, and asked with concern:

"What's your situation today? Why sigh? There are still two months of exams, are you ready? ”

Fang Yifan was very uncomfortable when he heard it: "Why don't you always open which pot to mention?" I'm not taking the test! ”

Wang Yidi reminded: "Anyway, you have to think about it carefully, there is not much time now, and it will be really too late if it is too late." ”

Fang Yifan sighed: "It's useless to think about it, my mother is not optimistic about me and does not support me to participate in the art examination." ”

Actually, Tong Wenjie can't be blamed for this.

There are only two months left to come, and it is difficult for normal people to believe that Fang Yifan, a beginner with zero foundation, can go all the way and pass the professional exam;

It's really open...... Because of his goddess Huang Zhitao, he had never seen him dance before this.

Second, time is precious, if you don't pass the art exam, then the college entrance examination will definitely be finished.

After all, even if your dance moves are not standard, you can still finish the dance and get a score.

And you can't answer the college entrance examination questions, but you really won't.

Wang Yidi rejoiced: "Fortunately, my mother supports me." ”

As soon as she heard this, Qiao Yingzi, who was entangled in her heart, also sighed.

Wang Yidi smiled: "Yingzi, why are you sighing?" Haha, did Fang Yifan infect you? ”

Qiao Yingzi shook her head and said with some emotion: "I really envy you!" ”

Wang Qing and Liu Jing are Qiao Yingzi's ideal mothers.

is the kind of person she wants Song Qian to be, but can't become.

So she envied Wang Yidi and Ji Yangyang.

Wang Yidi sandwiched a piece of potato and said seriously: "What do you envy me?" Envy me for having my mom to support me? Actually, I also envy you for having an uncle to take care of! ”

Qiao Yingzi smiled when she heard this: "You're right, I also have my father's support." ”

Huang Zhitao fell silent.

Although she can understand her parents, she still longs for the company of her parents.

'Yes, Mom doesn't support it, I can still get Dad to support me!' ’

Fang Yifan was inspired.

***

Half past eight in the evening.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but plead with Fang Yifan, and called Xiaomeng, wanting to ask her to see if this kid had any talent?

However, Xiaomeng didn't answer and pulled him into the blacklist.

Fang Yuan was not a fool either, he immediately realized something.

So he called Chen Tao again.

But Chen Tao was listening intently to Mr. Hamabe's Japanese class, how could he have time to pay attention to Fang Yuan?

It was not until the next morning that Chen Tao answered his call.

"Haha, Old Joe, you went to bed early last night!"

Fang Yuan didn't say anything directly.

"Yes, there was a lot of business yesterday, and there was entertainment at night, so I drank more, and I slept when I got home, and I didn't even wash my feet."

Chen Tao was perfunctory while helping Mr. Binbian sort out the teaching aids.

"Then you are really hard, you deserve to be rich...... By the way, can you contact Xiaomeng now? Wen Jie said something unpleasant to her the day before yesterday, and she stopped answering my phone. I want to apologize to her, and then ask her to show Fang Yifan if she can participate in the art exam? ”

After accepting Fang Yifan's request, Fang Yuan persuaded him several times in the evening and night, but Tong Wenjie just didn't agree.

Fang Yuan had no choice but to ask a professional again.

And now there is not much time, and in a hurry, he can only look for Xiaomeng.

"I'm afraid it won't work."

Chen Tao directly refused: "Xiaomeng was so angry with your child Wenjie that she called me at the time, and now I'm afraid that she is still angry with me, how can I contact her?" ”

Fang Yuan laughed dryly: "I'm really embarrassed, Old Qiao, I didn't expect Tong Wenjie to say that......"

Chen Tao said lightly: "It's okay, I don't care." Xiaomeng's side, you have to figure out your own way, I really can't help, and if I don't do it, I will help. ”

"Okay, I'll figure it out."

That being said, Fang Yuan already understood very well that finding Xiaomeng would not work. You can only find another tutor, and you have to move quickly.

"That's it, I'll have something to do later, and we'll talk about it when I'm free."

Chen Tao was about to end the call.

"Okay, you go get busy first, I'm going to go to those training classes outside."

No matter what, Fang Yuan had to find someone to show Fang Yifan.

Of course, it is best to have talent, and if he is not talented, he can concentrate on the college entrance examination in the future.

By lunchtime, Fang Yuan had already visited two training classes.

Those tutors, after watching the video of Fang Yifan dancing on the dance machine, all said that this kid was talented.

Of course, who thinks they make less money!

As for the focus of Fang Yuan's concern, that is, in two months, can he guarantee that Fang Yifan will pass the professional exam......

Who can guarantee this?

Xiaomeng and her college classmates can't give this guarantee.

Despite being disappointed, Fang Yuan was not incomprehensible.

After all, the master led the way into the door, and the cultivation was personal.

Whether you can be admitted or not depends on the candidate's own training results and on-the-spot performance.