Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

Under Xiang Jiaping's tough attitude, Liu Hongqiu left the academy that day.

Not only did she fail to help her nephew find a partner, but she also lost her honorary professorship.

And all this is because a few students were driven away.

Afterwards, Xiang Jiaping transferred another teacher to teach Yu Jingling's class.

In addition, another dance room was arranged for Yu Fan and others, for Yu Fan's teaching tasks for Yu Jingling's four daughters.

Standing in the spacious dance studio, Ren Xiaoyu was lying on the floor and rolling carelessly.

"Finally, I don't have to practice dancing with so many people. The whole dance studio is mine. It's so cool."

Qiao Lan didn't say anything, she looked at the dance studio curiously with a smile on her face.

Their previous classes were all in the fixed dance room next door. This was the first time they used this dance room, and the conditions were much better than the previous one.

Yu Jingling was also very satisfied with this dance studio, and couldn't wait to start doing warm-up exercises.

Jing Yue sat in the corner, looking at Yu Fan from time to time.

She had a new understanding of Yu Fan's background.

He obviously had nothing to do with their school, but he was able to call the principal, even dismissed an honorary professor, and even arranged such a good dance room.

The background ability is evident.

But only Yu Fan himself knew.

The reason why Xiang Jiaping managed this matter so beautifully was probably because Principal Tang had put a lot of effort behind it.

He and Xiang Jiaping are neither related nor related, let alone have any stake in it, the other party has no reason to help him like this.

Thinking of this, Yu Fan also called Principal Tang to express his thanks.

After returning from the phone call, Yu Jingling and the three daughters were actively doing warm-up exercises.

Looking at the three girls with almost perfect figures, wearing exercise clothes and dancing gracefully in front of his eyes, Yu Fan couldn't help but sigh how quiet the years are.

On the side, Jing Yue, who was being lazy, saw Yu Fan came back, and hurriedly raised her hand: "Who wants to drink water, I'll go buy water for everyone."

While Yu Fan shook his head helplessly, Jing Yue went out to buy water for everyone with a smile.

When paying, Jing Yue looked at the pitiful few hundred yuan in her balance, feeling a little melancholy.

Recently, affected by the family business, her pocket money has also been greatly reduced.

The remaining 1 yuan was also used to buy sun protection clothing for Yu Jingling.

It's good now, I have a few hundred in my pocket.

She grew up so big, except when she was a child, she had never been in such embarrassment.

"Call your parents for some."

Although she often asked her parents for money in the past, when she wanted to make a phone call, Jing Yue felt inexplicably guilty.

"It's three thousand... No, it's two thousand. You don't need to buy clothes, bags and cosmetics, but you have to eat."

In the past, Jingyue's living expenses had never been less than [-] yuan per month. Sometimes her parents would even give [-] to [-] yuan when their business was good.

But now it only asks for 2000 yuan, Jing Yue will hesitate again and again.

Because she knows that her family's business is no longer optimistic, and there is a risk of bankruptcy at any time. The 2000 yuan may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

After hesitating for a long time, Jing Yue took a deep breath and dialed his father's phone number.

"dad……"

Jingyue just opened her mouth to call out, and a relaxed laugh came from the other side: "Xiaoyue, do you have no money? Let's just say, girls, you can't wrong yourself with food and clothing."

Jing Yue suddenly choked up.

It turns out that I have called my parents for so many years, except asking for money, and I don't seem to have said anything else.

"Dad, I only have a few hundred yuan on me, which is not enough for this month, can you give me some more money, as long as 1000 yuan is enough."

Jing Yue explained carefully that the 2000 yuan that came to his lips suddenly became [-] yuan.

She heard her father pretending to be relaxed, and didn't want to put more pressure on him.

Hearing that her daughter only wanted 1000 yuan, the other side of the phone seemed to let out a sigh of relief, and then readily agreed: "Okay, I'll transfer it to you right away, and if you don't have enough money, just talk to Dad. Don't worry about the business at home. With me and your mother , there will be no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yue clutched the fruit 12 she just bought, and the guilt in her heart began to accumulate rapidly.

If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have offended Yu Fan or Han Junchu.

The business at home will not encounter setbacks.

Not to mention that just asking for pocket money will not make the calm father feel nervous.

Ding dong.

"Wechat transfer received: 1300 yuan."

Father: "Dad just has 1300 change here. You spend it first, and you can ask anytime when you run out of money. Don't wrong yourself."

Seeing the 1300 yuan credited into the WeChat account, Jing Yue's tears began to flow down uncontrollably.

Before changing it, my father would never add such a small change as 300 yuan.

Either two thousand or three thousand.

Being able to add all 300 yuan can only explain one problem.

My father only has this 1300 yuan.

But he still didn't leave a point for himself, but transferred it all to his daughter.

At this moment, Jing Yue couldn't control the sadness in her heart anymore, she ran frantically to the dance studio with four bottles of water in her arms.

She was going to beg Yu Fan, begging Yu Fan to help solve the difficulties at home.

If Yu Fan disagreed, she would ask Zhou Chengnan.

Even if she doesn't like, or even hates Zhou Chengnan.

But for her parents, she is willing to pay.

In short, she doesn't want to see her parents' embarrassment anymore.