Fangyuan said: "It has been a week since Ji Yangyang ran away from home. There is no news yet. His wife Liu Jing has cancer again and is admitted to the hospital. It seems that she has also encountered big problems in her career. It is understandable that Lao Ji is in a bad mood."
Tong Wenjie said enthusiastically: "Oh, he can vent his anger on others when he is in a bad mood?"
"You can't say that. In the final analysis, Fang Yifan is also responsible. If he didn't make the spoof picture at the beginning, things would not have developed to this point."
"Fang Yuan, what are you talking about?"
Tong Wenjie said confidently: "If Ji Yangyang didn't drive the Ferrari into the school, would what happened today be possible?"
Fangyuan thought about it and felt that what she said was right or wrong, but he wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find a suitable reason, and he still didn't dare, so he simply closed his mouth and ignored her.
"What's wrong? I have nothing to say? So you men, when something goes wrong, you know how to find excuses to shirk responsibility, and you don't have the courage to take responsibility. Look at Song Qian and Yingzi, do you know how many points Yingzi got this time? 623 points, from The top three in grade fell to the top 20s. Is it Qiao Weidong's fault? He still has the nerve to say that he did this for Yingzi's good. Isn't this a shirking of responsibility? "
"Yes, yes, my wife, you are right. All the mistakes are Qiao Weidong's fault. He should not play with toys according to Yingzi, let alone deceive the teacher."
Tong Wenjie glared at him and walked towards the corridor with her head high like a winner. When her eyes swept across the first floor, she didn't forget to curl her lips. She disliked Ji Shengli for not being able to educate his son well, which made his current work and life a mess. But it was as if everything was caused by them.
Fangyuan didn't dare to say a word and kept walking forward.
"I told Fangyuan, don't mention this matter when you get home, otherwise Fang Yifan will think we are talking about him."
"Okay, I understand, wife."
"Also, you are not allowed to learn from Ji Shengli in the future. If Fang Yifan also runs away from home... I really can't imagine..."
"I promise, I promise not to learn from Lao Ji, okay."
…
A few days passed and there was still no news from Ji Yangyang.
This time, even Liu Jing's parents were alarmed. Friends, colleagues, relatives, the police, bounties... almost all means were used, but there was still no trace of him. It was the 21st century, and he seemed to have disappeared from the world.
That being the case, no news is good news.
Liu Jing and Ji Shengli could only comfort themselves in this way.
Lin Yue would occasionally visit the hospital, buy flowers, make some snacks and so on. With his guidance, Liu Jing was relatively calm.
He knows better than anyone else about Ji Yangyang's situation.
The 18-year-old rebellious high school student may miss the life where he lived in five-star hotels, drove luxury cars and went to restaurants casually after leaving his family, but he rarely thought about how anxious his parents would be if they couldn't find their children. Of course, even if Ji Yangyang regretted it. Now he wants to go home, but he doesn't have the ability.
He thought it would be good for this kind of idiot who doesn't know how to be blessed despite being blessed, to see how dangerous the world is outside the protective circle of loved ones.
At the end of November, as the cold wave from Siberia moved south, the temperature in Beijing dropped sharply. Even with strong firepower, boys who were wearing sweatshirts and jackets a few days ago had to change into thick down jackets, and those who rode bicycles to school also wore Hat and gloves.
It was so cold outside that there was a cloud of white mist, but it was still very warm inside the teaching building. The students were dressed in spring and autumn, wearing school uniforms and chatting and spanking in the corridor.
Wang Yidi took the art examination materials given to him by Pan Shuai and left the office, and Lin Yue sat on the chair opposite.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yes, give me a copy of the art examination materials."
Pan Shuai was stunned for a moment and was surprised by Lin Yue's words: "You are here on Jiang Nuohan's behalf, right? What's the shame? You asked her to come by herself. I just have a few words to say to her. "
Jiang Nuohan's grades were not very good, and she only scored over 480 points in the midterm exam. However, I heard that this little girl can sing quite well, so taking the art exam might be a way out.
Of course, to a certain extent, accepting the art exam means giving up in the competition in regular subjects. With Jiang Nuohan's character and family background, both of his parents graduated from Peking University, it is normal to be embarrassed to see him. things.
Lin Yue said: "I don't want it for her, I want it for myself."
"Are you kidding? I don't have time to argue with you. Go ahead and cool off."
Pan Shuai suddenly felt that he was wasting his life and time talking to this guy. After meeting Director Kong last time, he talked to the principal and Fan Yong respectively, and finally understood what those two people were thinking, and why Huang Kaijun asked him Don't rush to seek Lin Yue's opinion on the matter of being recommended to Beijing Foreign Studies University. The main purpose is to prevent students from being distracted and to prepare well for the Municipal Youth Sports Championship. The two of them are inclined to send Lin Yue to the sports school because Various training data show that this problem child, which has caused headaches for teachers and students throughout the school, does have the potential to become an Olympic champion.
Which one is more promising, being recommended to Beijing Foreign Studies University to study language or representing the country in the Olympics? Unless he becomes a great diplomat or a big boss.
Choosing the former will benefit the individual in most cases, but what about the latter? The entire school, including school leaders and teachers, can benefit.
So no matter which one he chooses in the end, he will have one foot in a key undergraduate college.
What's more, judging from the midterm exam, this kid is not incompetent, but deliberately not working hard on the right path. He is just thinking about side tricks every day. Now he comes to ask for the information for the art exam. What does he want to do? Eating from the bowl and looking at what's in the pot?
"give or not?"
"No." Pan Shuai added: "Don't you understand the principle of biting off more than you can chew? Your task now is to seize the time to prepare for the tournament, come back with a championship, and win for the school... ahem... and for yourself. Gain honor and a future."
Lin Yue said: "You won't give it, right? Then don't blame me for skipping the competition. When Principal Huang asked, I said the responsibility was yours, and don't you think my paintings are quite good?"
Pan Shuai shivered when he heard this.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you one."
He reluctantly handed over the information in his hand.
But having said that, his understanding of how good Lin Yue played the saxophone was only limited to his niece's description, but when it came to painting, he saw it with his own eyes. As mentioned above, he was quite talented. , maybe you can actually get into Central America, Central America or something like that.
But in the final analysis, it is still biased.
Lin Yue took the information, glanced at it, and muttered in a low voice: "Betel or China Theater, which one is better?"
After saying this, he stood up and left. Pan Shuai was stunned for a while before he realized, Nortel? Chinese drama? Has anything to do with art?
"What did you say? Tell me again."
When he chased him to the door, no one was there, and he happened to bump into Li Meng walking over with reference materials.
"Who are you angry with?"
"Who else could it be?"
Fang Yifan went to the parallel class, Ji Yangyang ran away from home for more than a week, and there was only one person left who could make Pan Shuai so troubled.
"what happened again?"
"Although all roads lead to Rome, have you ever seen someone skipping the high-speed train and climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing meadows?"
"Hmph, I want to see what tricks he can do."
Li Meng was very unhappy because she suddenly thought of the conversation she had on the day Ci'er Tou transferred to another school. At that time, she was quite dissatisfied with the poor teaching quality of 156 Middle School and the sprint class did not want to accept his wishes. Now Ci'er Tou is doing some dirty tricks. If he doesn't study hard, others may think he is a weirdo, but from her point of view, he is completely provocative and contemptuous.
"Look at those retired Olympic champions. How many of them have no secret injuries? Look at those painters. Most of them were popularized after they died. The only consequence for being arrogant is to be taught by reality."
Pan Shuai did not dare to refute, but just responded with a smile.
Li Meng is such a person, "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world" - this sentence is deeply ingrained in her heart.
…
Lin Yue came out of the office and happened to see a group of people surrounding Fang Yifan to praise him.
"Fang Hou'er, your dancing video has been posted on Kuaishou's discovery page. It's so awesome, it's like a big hit."
"One million likes, a whole million likes."
"Look at this dance, I want to learn it too."
"Fifty dollars? This is too dark for you."
"..."
Wang Yidi sat on the chair next to him, very unconvinced.
"Fifty yuan to learn this? I won't even learn it for five yuan."
Fang Yifan was anxious: "Wang Yidi, what do you mean by this?"
"I'm telling you the truth, you are lucky, did you know that you won the lottery? Really, there are so many videos like this on the Internet, they are just a flash in the pan."
"I said you are a phoenix tail. Oh no, you can't touch the phoenix tail now. You are a chicken head now. Can you die if you admit that others are better than you?"
"You can't say that. I didn't do well in the exam this time. I am also the first in the parallel class, but I am much better than you, who is the last. And I don't need such high scores at all."
"Ouch." Fang Yifan said in a weird way: "There are still people who don't care about their own grades? Who do you want to learn from? Just that person in the basic class..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked up and said, "Hey, it really means Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, the real master is here."
"Lin Yue is here, Lin Yue is here."
Everyone knows who the so-called "that person in the basic class" is.
The students around the table whispered to those around them to avoid being resented for saying the wrong thing.
Although this guy is a transfer student with a shallow foundation in Chunfeng Middle School, in the past two or three months, he has used practical actions to prove what it means to be a fierce dragon. Only a few people in the school dared to go against him, even the principal and physical education teacher were intimidated. After his nemesis Ji Yangyang ran away from home and missed classes for many days, the basic class classmates who used to dislike him were like a mouse meeting a cat in front of him. .
Fang Yifan shut his mouth and stopped provoking, but did not leave, because that would make people wonder if he was afraid of Lin Yue, not to mention that he won the spoof animation incident--no apology, no defendant The infringement of portrait rights was actually the result of Ji Shengli being publicly humiliated by his son and Ji Yangyang running away from home. Anyway, Lin Yue did not take advantage of him in this matter.
"Hey, Lin Yue, do you also want to take the art exam?" Wang Yidi noticed what he was holding. She was surprised at first, and then realized that she had been his audience and knew how good he was at playing the saxophone. , I believe that if you take the art exams of Yangyin and Sichuan Music at this level, you are very likely to become a blockbuster. Even if your cultural level is very poor, you are very likely to be admitted.
"yes."
"That's right. The score required for the art exam is much lower than the score for the normal college entrance examination. As long as you work hard, there is still hope."
Well, this tone of voice is very Wang Yidi.
Art exam? The score line for the art exam is much lower than the normal college entrance exam?
Wang Yidi's words aroused the thoughts of several students with average grades.
"Wang Yidi, what is the art exam?" Wang Huahua interrupted the conversation between the two people and said what everyone was thinking. Even Fang Yifan pricked up his ears to listen, because his intuition told him that the art exam was very important to him. With a score below 15%, whether you can go to college depends on it.
When Wang Yidi saw that everyone was focusing their attention on him, he immediately became energetic.
"This art exam is an art exam. Music, art, dance, and performance all fall under the category of art exams. A serious college entrance examination with more than 400 points can't even pass the undergraduate level, but the art exam is different. As long as the professional level is sufficient If you have a high level of academic qualifications, you may be admitted under special conditions.”
This time everyone understood why she said she didn't need to get high marks.
"By the way, Fang Yifan, don't you claim to have a talent for dancing? With the points you got in the cultural exam, the only way left is to take the art exam."
"What does it mean to be self-proclaimed? My dancing talent is generally recognized, okay? What is the concept of 1 million likes? It means that on average one in 1,400 people in the country has watched my video."
Fang Yifan was very proud and felt that he was going to be popular. However, when he handed the phone forward, Wang Yidi didn't know what he saw.
"Wait, what's going on?"
"Are you surprised?" Fang Yifan thought she was surprised by the seven-digit number of likes. While proud, he glanced at Lin Yue provocatively.
"No, Fang Hou, take a closer look. It seems that someone is scolding you under the video."
When Fang Yifan heard this, he held it in front of his eyes and looked at it. Others also came over to watch together.
"Yes, that's him. He was the one who made the spoof picture of Ji Yangyang in Chunfeng Middle School."
"What the hell, his classmate is missing and his mother is angry and is hospitalized. He still has the heart to dance here?"
"Looking at that happy look, I don't know whether to call him big-hearted or cold-blooded."
"You can tell he's not a good person just by looking at his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks."
"I know this. His surname is Fang. His name is Fan. He is a bad student. It is said that he got the last one in the grade in the high school three-level class exam, but for some reason he was transferred to the parallel class. I suspect his parents have something to do with the principal. Shame on the interests of others."
"Who can kill this kid? I really want to know what kind of parents can teach this kind of garbage."
"..."
Everyone looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Fang Yifan was so happy that he was so sad. He just said that he was very popular on the Internet. It didn't take long for him to be scolded. The key is that someone almost called his name. This is going to be doxxed. What about his parents' mobile phones? It's going to explode.
Maybe it's to confirm everyone's thoughts, Gudu, there is a text message on the screen of the mobile phone, the content is very simple.
"If Ji Yangyang has three shortcomings, can you still sleep peacefully? God is watching what you do, so be careful."
Fang Yifan's expression was quite ugly.
Wang Yidi did not go there and did not know that he had received threatening text messages.
"Fang Hou'er, are they scolding you?"
Fang Yifan had no intention of paying attention to him. Daxiong, Wang Huahua and others winked at each other and dispersed pretending not to know anything.
Lin Yue sneered and said: "There are still many good people in this society. Well, I am very happy."
After saying these meaningful words, he turned and left.
"Hey, why are you all leaving? I haven't finished speaking yet." Wang Yidi couldn't understand the situation. He looked at Fang Yifan, then at Lin Yue, and chased after him carelessly.
"Lin Yue, which school do you plan to apply for? Yangyin or Shangyin?"
"Nortel." Lin Yue blurted out without thinking.
"What? Nortel?"
Wang Yidi thought he heard it wrong. Nortel's full name is Beijing Film Academy, which is the cradle of training actors, directors, and film and television animation production personnel. Even if there are several voice majors, they are completely irrelevant to the teaching content of music colleges. He Said he wanted to take the Nortel exam? This... what is this called? This is called picking up sesame seeds while holding a watermelon, which is completely incomprehensible to most people.
Lin Yue repeated: "That's right, Nortel."
"Why? Isn't music your strong point?"
When Wang Yidi asked this question, Huang Zhitao came from the office with a set of simulation questions and almost bumped into Lin Yue. When she saw his face, she quickly lowered her head and left in a hurry.
"Huang Zhitao..."
Wang Yidi called from behind, wanting to ask her if she knew about Ji Yangyang's situation, but Huang Zhitao ignored her.
"Why did she... Hey, it seems that Ji Yangyang's running away from home had a big impact on her."
Lin Yue looked strange, because ever since Ji Yangyang humiliated Ji Yangyang in front of teachers and student representatives, Huang Zhitao lowered her head and ran away when she met him. To say that she missed Ji Yangyang, it was better to say that she felt sorry for Ji Yangyang. I'm at a loss for what to say------He plays the saxophone well, plays basketball well, draws well, makes good models, knows a lot, is a good fighter, and is very reasonable and very knowledgeable. empathy? You admire him, right? You admire him and become his girlfriend, why are you following me?
Huang Zhitao took the initiative to pursue Ji Yangyang in the TV series. No matter how you look at it, she is a very brave girl, but her current behavior seems inconsistent with her character.
In fact, it is easy to understand, because she cannot accept the situation of falling in love with someone else immediately after breaking up with Ji Yangyang. This will cause gossip, and will also make her question and deny herself, feeling that she is not a good girl with single-minded feelings.
"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet. Why do you want to take the Nortel exam?" Seeing the basic class in front of him, Wang Yidi brought the topic back.
Lin Yue glanced at Huang Zhitao, who was walking quickly with his head down and his chest in his arms, and said bluntly: "Because of you."
After speaking, he walked into the classroom, leaving Wang Yidi confused amid the ringing of the class bell.
…
In the afternoon of the same day, Chen Qi, the head teacher of the parallel class, found Fang Yifan and handed him a copy of the art exam materials and asked him to go home and discuss with his parents whether he should take the art exam into full play.
Chen Qi is the kind of person who does more than less. If his son hadn't bought a house and the mortgage pressure was high, he wouldn't be a parallel class teacher. The reason why I care about Fang Yifan, a student who is naughty and mischievous every day and whose grades are not very good, is because he wants to fight for his chances of getting into higher education. The undergraduate attainment rate is high, and the bonuses given by the school are very attractive.
Fang Yifan returned home with the things and explained it to his parents. Tong Wenjie did not agree to do this at first. Later, Fang Yuan kept making insinuations to help her do her work. Considering her son's nature as a scumbag, she finally compromised.
In order for her son to pass the test smoothly and go to a good university, she compared herself with the little beast named Lin and made her angry. Tong Wenjie called Sister Chen early the next morning and asked her to recommend an art exam teacher. To her surprise, the art exam teacher introduced to her by Sister Chen turned out to be Qiao Weidong's girlfriend Xiao Meng, and her relationship with her was almost the same as being a rival. After all, last time at the yoga studio, the little beast named Lin was raped. By interfering, she and Song Qian were reduced to disgrace, and all their dignity was lost. Now they found a perfect opportunity to ridicule this unreasonable mistress, how could they deserve the unfulfilled resentment they had accumulated for so many days.
This time, that little beast named Lin won't come to cause trouble... If we calculate the time, he should be participating in the youth sports championship in the city now.
Sister Chen didn't know that they knew each other, so she gave them a brief introduction, and Xiao Meng told them about the art exam.
"...Actually, I think this art test still depends on the student's own quality, family background, and comprehensive factors, which are all very important."
When she heard that the art test also required family background, Tong Wenjie's eyes squinted and she said in a strange way: "I would like to take the liberty of asking what kind of job you are currently engaged in."
Xiao Meng's mind sank, knowing that Tong Wenjie had no good intentions, but for the sake of Sister Chen, she still answered seriously: "I am a yoga teacher."
"Oh, look, these art candidates have worked hard to train, spent so much money from their families, and invested a lot of energy themselves, and they ended up teaching yoga..."
The discrimination against yoga teachers is as strong as the taste of sour bamboo shoots in snail noodles.
Xiaomeng took a deep breath and said three times in her mind, "Don't be angry, it's not worth it." She said matter-of-factly: "If you really want your child to take the art exam, bring it over and let me take a look. If the conditions are not good, I will tell you bluntly, you still have time to prepare for the college entrance examination, because I am also from the third year of high school, and it is already early December, and after the winter vacation, there is only half a year left to review."
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