Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

The three people who went to buy kebabs at the door and sat on the curb to eat them also talked about what happened at home, completely unaware of the two men testing each other behind the scenes.

Pang Meimei complained the most, holding a skewer and turning her grief and anger into appetite: "Oh my God! You don't know how miserable I am these days. There are a lot of relatives who are going away during the Chinese New Year, and my mother asked me to do my homework before After that, just stare at me doing my homework! I feel like I’m worse off during the holidays than at school! My mom also thinks Lao Cao’s test paper hair is missing!”

After Pang Meimei finished speaking, she pretended to faint and held up the skewers and dumped them on Duan Jiajia's shoulders: "Jiajia, if I die one day, I will definitely be unable to write the test paper!"

She was almost buried in so many test papers.

But there was Sui Jiali next to her and she said in surprise: "Huh? Do you have so many test papers? I think I only have a few questions."

"What!" Pang Meimei's voice broke.

How many questions?

"Is No. [-] Middle School so good?" Pang Meimei was so jealous that her little face twisted.

But Sui Jiali nodded and said calmly: "Our teacher said that even after the test papers are handed out, we have to fold them on the plane, which is a waste of paper and resources, so we let us use the exercise books to copy the questions in the textbooks. By the way, Jiajia , I have another thing to ask you for today."

Duan Jiajia usually didn't speak, so he just listened to the conversation between the two people, as if listening to a cross talk sketch.

Seeing that Sui Jiali had something to ask him, Duan Jiajia nodded: "You tell me."

Compared with No. [-] Middle School, if you want to change the learning atmosphere, it cannot be done overnight.

The current principal of No. [-] Middle School has fenced off the entire school, and some students are still finding ways to escape from school by climbing over the wall.

Students and teachers are simply fighting wits and courage in the school.

"Our principal held a meeting for us at the end of the semester and talked about the art exam. The score is not that high. Just work a little harder, but it is also tiring and we need to study more. If you can't pass the major, it will be useless no matter how high the exam is. What about painting? We were asked to discuss painting, singing and musical instrument performances with our families, and they said it would cost a lot to learn these things." Sui Jiali didn't even bother to eat barbecue, she held her chin and said, "Where do I get the material? I'm still thinking about high school. I’m going to work after graduation.”

Duan Jiajia understood the meaning.

The principal of No. [-] Middle School is planning to take a roundabout route.

Since there is no way to turn around the school's atmosphere in a short period of time, it is better to take another route.

No. [-] Middle School is trying its best to send students to undergraduate studies, so they can do it too!Just not a pure cultural student.

Does anyone dare to question the fact that film schools and conservatories are not undergraduate institutions?

If you can get into it, then their school's admission rate will be much better.

When the time comes, it will be much better to go to the Education Bureau for a meeting and find out whatever resources No. [-] Middle School needs.

"By the way, there are also physical education students. The principal also said that if there are good talents, they will be sent to the Sports Bureau." Sui Jiali curled her lips.

She doesn't know what kind of art it is.

But she still knows about sports.

A few years ago, there was a little boy in the southern suburbs forest farm. He was a very good swimmer and was taken away by the Sports Bureau to train him.

To use their words at the time, the little boy walked slowly, spoke slowly, and did everything slowly, except when he got into the water, he was like a fish in the water and swam very fast.

Even the adults couldn't catch up, so they ran away in a hurry.

At that time, many people were still asking to see if their children had this ability.

Sui Jiali's parents specifically asked about it at the time, and the Sports Bureau directly said that Sui Jiali didn't have any athletic talent and was too old.

This kind of sports seedlings start training in elementary and junior high schools, and cultural classes are also delayed.

Sui Jiali's parents were unhappy when her cultural classes were delayed.

"Those people in our school still practice sports? Come on! Zhao Fengyang is not as good at playing basketball." Sui Jiali complained and asked in a mumble: "Jiajia, do you think I should try? I think you and Fat girls must all go to college. I always feel that if I don’t go, I will be out of touch with you in the future. But if I go to school, I really have a headache.”

Sui Jiali doesn't want to create a gap between her and her good friends.

It’s just that not only is she not good at exercise, she’s also not good at thinking!

"I know that." Pang Meimei stood up and sat down next to Sui Jiali. She said, "I saw it in the newspaper. This is a good idea. It doesn't mean that cultural classes are completely unnecessary, but with Jiajia, With Li Changhuai, we will give you the test papers from No. [-] Middle School. As long as you can master the basic knowledge points proficiently and ensure that you pass every subject, it will not be a big problem to get into those art colleges."

"Still passing?" Sui Jiali was shocked. This was more painful than killing her.

Sure enough, these top academics don’t understand the difficulties faced by underachievers!

"It's not necessarily just a passing grade. Some schools with better conditions may have higher scores. But, Lili, you can really try. I heard my dad say that even if you can't get into such a school, you can actually still get it. You can try to join the art troupe or drama troupe."

Pang Meimei's parents both work in the workplace, and Pang Meimei's father specializes in culture and education, so he is quite familiar with this information.

"Yes." Duan Jiajia also supported Sui Jiali.

Now that I'm young, I still have wild thoughts about going out and having adventures.

But after a few years, stability is more important than anything else.

"It may be too late to learn a musical instrument, but you can try painting and acting." Duan Jiajia looked at Sui Jiali carefully.

Apart from anything else, Sui Jiali is still very beautiful.

And it's that kind of very distinctive beauty.

It is different from the innocence of the heroine Fubao and the bright beauty of Duan Jiajia.

Sui Jiali has a heroic look, her eyes are big and bright, and she has the charm of a little swallow.

"How about you try acting?" Duan Jiajia suggested.

Sui Jiali held the skewer stick, took a deep breath and said, "I'll think about it again."

She still couldn't make up her mind.

What she told her parents when she got home, based on her understanding of her parents, they would definitely agree.

Not only did he agree, but he also quickly asked Sui Jiali how to sign up for training.

By then Sui Jiali will not be able to regret it even if she wants to.

This is why Sui Jiali hasn't told her family yet, but first told Duan Jiajia and Pang Meimei about the matter to ask their opinions.

"There's no rush." ​​Duan Jiajia patted Sui Jiali on the shoulder: "It's still early for this matter. You are only in the first semester of your first year of high school. You must make a decision before your second year of high school. And you must also be prepared. If you want to take the art exam, it is absolutely necessary. It’s not as easy as your principal said.”

A few decades later, there are quite a few people taking art exams every year.

During the art exam, many art candidates made fun of me.

For example: the ones wearing professional attire must be studying broadcasting and hosting, the ones humming and carrying instruments on their backs are music students, the ones who are plain-faced but have particularly good spirits are taking performance exams, and those sitting in the corner are sitting there. Perfectly integrated with the migrant workers... He didn't run away anymore, he was an art student!