Xiao Huanxi: I am Fang Yifan

Fang Yifan casually bought some bread and brought it to Lin Lei’er.

He also eats this mat himself, which is simple and easy to manage.

The students of the third class of high school studied by themselves in the evening, and Fang Yifan ran to the roof to play guitar, and hummed twice when he was happy.

In fact, he could go to the music room, but there were other students in it, and it was messy, so he didn’t stay.

Finally, after the evening self-study, Fang Yifan took Lin Lei’er out of school, and would go to Shuxiang Yayuan with Fang’s father and mother.

On the first day of this semester, Fang’s mother Tong Wenjie made an appointment with Qiao Yingzi’s mother Song Qian to go to the bottom test

Because Song Qian herself was originally a physics teacher at Chunfeng Middle School, she later resigned to an educational institution in order to take care of Qiao Yingzi.

“Fang Yifan, let me tell you, even if it is an art test, your cultural class results cannot be left behind.”

“Tonight, your father and I went to many art test training institutions separately and learned a lot of things.”

“Cultural classes, you can’t take lightly, many art candidates, are all art exams, the art test is not enough, and then fail.”

“Since you insist on the art test, your parents fully support you, and you yourself must pursue it with all your strength.”

“……”

Tong Wenjie Balabala said, without stopping, Fang Yifan looked at the ground with blank eyes and followed.

He found that Tong Wenjie was more able to say since he went to the art examination institution.

Originally, Fang Yifan still hoped that Tong Wenjie didn’t understand very well, and he could be less verbose, but now he really dreamed of being a scumbag.

Found Qiao Yingzi’s house, the family of four exchanged a few pleasantries with Song Qian Qiao Yingzi and entered the theme.

Three sets of physics test papers, Fang Yifan felt like he was in hell.

Heaven see pitiful, he has been taking the exam for a day, and he doesn’t even give a chance to breathe.

Qiao Yingzi and Lin Lei’er are really doing the question, and Fang Yifan is purely boiling the question.

When the two of them were doing the third set, Fang Yifan’s first set was still a lot empty.

There are all top students around, just me a scumbag, it’s really desperate.

Fang Yifan sighed in his heart.

At eleven forty in the middle of the night, Song Qian offered to end.

The family of four walked downstairs and breathed the cool air in the night breeze, and finally got better.

“Mom, did you see that?” Fang Yifan was almost resurrected with blood, and the thief’s heart was not dead, pointing to the row of houses in the community.

“What?” Tong Wenjie looked in the direction of Fang Yifan’s finger, and her eyes were full of shock.

It was almost twelve o’clock in the morning, and most of the rows of houses were lit up.

“Do you see which immortal head hanging beam cone thorn stock picks the lamp night battle?”

“Shuxiang Yayuan is so close to the school, Lei Er and I spend three hours on the road every day.”

“Three hours, that’s enough for me to take three talent lessons.”

Tong Wenjie surprisingly did not refute her son this time, she looked at the lights upstairs, and her heart was really full of tastes.

On the way back, Tong Wenjie did not speak, and was silent the whole time.

After driving for more than half an hour, I returned to my house in the fifth ring road and looked at the almost completely black neighborhood.

Tong Wenjie’s heart is even less of a taste.

“It’s not early, Fang Yifan, you go to our bedroom to wash, Lei Er is the one outside.”

“Hurry up, don’t ink blindly, there will be an exam tomorrow.”

Tong Wenjie’s state changed greatly when she returned home, and she began to shout and urge.

Fang Yifan was also in low spirits, and took his things to the bathroom in the master bedroom.

When he finished washing, Fang Yifan was about to go back to the house when he was called by Fang’s mother and father in the living room.

“Fanfan, we have preliminarily selected three art examination educational institutions, and we will take you to see them tomorrow.”

“Among the three families, the one Wang Yidi went to was the best, your father and I think it can, it’s a little more expensive, but it’s okay…”

“No, wait a minute…”

Fang Yifan interrupted Fang’s mother Tong Wenjie’s words, frowned and said

“Who do you say? The one that Wang Yidi reported? How did you touch there? ”

Fang Yifan also felt that there was no one, he still laughed at Wang Yidi before that their family was lucky, but he didn’t expect that he didn’t run away.

“Neither of my parents has developed in this area, and the search on the Internet is uneven, so I asked Yidi mother in the parent group.”

“You haven’t been, this house is quite large, three floors above and below, and the walls are full of students trained by their school.”

“All of them are students who have been admitted to Yanying, Chinese opera, Yangyin, etc.

“In addition to having regular talent teachers to teach, they also invite teachers and students from top art schools to give lectures.”

“And it’s still close to your school, or people will find a place for a flute.”

“I saw it and thought it was very reliable, so I pulled your dad over, and he felt the same way.”

“We’ll be the first to go there tomorrow.”

“If you’re satisfied, we won’t have to go to another home.”

Fang’s mother Tong Wenjie gushed endlessly, and her face changed with glory.

Fang Yifan watched silently, in his last life, he had seen such a light on the faces of many art test parents.

It seems that after entering this art test training institution, the art test has already won nine times.

At this time, there was no way to persuade, Fang Yifan sighed in his heart.

Let’s take a look tomorrow, in case it’s really reliable.

Fang Yifan held a fluke mentality, he had only heard Wang Yidi’s words before, and his conclusion was a bit arbitrary.

But…… Fang Yifan’s heart suddenly jumped, looked at Tong Wenjie, and asked:

“Mom, you didn’t pay a deposit to that family, did you intend to make a class reservation fee or something?”

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PS: Five more… Tonight there is, I hope that the collection brothers will support a wave, in the fight for a recommendation, there are still some collection talents left, thank you….