Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 47

After hesitating for a while, Song Xiaoye still answered the phone.

As soon as it was connected, the roar from the receiver almost deafened the ears: "Song Xiaoye, are you fucking playing tricks on me?!"

Taking the phone away, Song Xiaoye frowned, and only brought the phone closer when she heard Wang Meiling's still gentle voice from the opposite side.

"Zhenfeng, you want me to talk to Xiaoye! Why are you so angry? Be careful of your body..." Wang Meiling was obviously trying to appease Song Zhenfeng, but she spoke again after a while: "Xiaoye, are you listening? "

"I'm listening..." Song Xiaoye twitched the corner of her mouth.

Regardless of any demeanor, Song Zhenfeng was really pissed off by just cursing people like this.

But Wang Meiling is still very gracious, she has nothing to do with her, so of course she will maintain her graciousness.

Listening to Wang Meiling's still gentle and gentle voice, Song Xiaoye couldn't help but secretly speculate: Maybe Wang Meiling is not only not angry now, but also very happy!

"Madam, tell me, I'm listening..." Responding again, Song Xiaoye's mouth curled up unconsciously when she heard Wang Meiling's question.

"Ma'am, I know that you sent me to New York to study for my own good. If you don't want me to stay in Hong Kong to make grandpa angry, how can you hate you?"

After a pause, she said lightly, "I really didn't do this on purpose to embarrass you..."

Why, they just won't believe it?Is it so unacceptable that she only lives for herself?
"Believe you?! How can you tell me to believe you! Song Xiaoye, tell me yourself, how many troubles have you caused me since I was a child?!"

Song Zhenfeng snatched the phone and yelled loudly, ignoring Wang Meiling by his side, and scolded directly: "Last time you were fooling around with that Will in bed, I just slapped you, and you turned around and made an advertisement You are angry with me! If I don’t let the old man beat me to death, you won’t be happy, will you?!”

It was probably the first time I heard about this. Wang Meiling was stunned for a long time before persuading her: "Zhenfeng, if you have something to say, please say it. Look at you, you frightened the child, and even pissed off your own body." ..."

Song Xiaoye rolled her eyes impatiently when she heard Wang Meiling's false words.

"Dad, if you can be like Uncle, Grandpa won't be so harsh on you..."

Song Xiaoye's original intention was just to say that Song Zhenfeng was too flirtatious and hadn't done much in his career, so it's no wonder the old man of the Song family didn't value him.

But he didn't expect Song Zhenfeng to turn his face as soon as she said it, and the sound of him throwing things could be heard through the phone.

"Xiaoye, what are you talking about?" Wang Meiling scolded displeasedly: "Don't say that your father didn't want such an identity—besides, parents in this world, no matter how bad they are, are not to be blamed by children—you Your father's blood is also flowing in your body!"

"What are you talking to that bastard who doesn't know how to speak? Hang up, hang up, tell her, don't even try to get a dime from me—I'll just pretend I never had her as a daughter..."

Song Xiaoye closed her eyes, moved her fingers holding the phone, but stopped because the person on the other side didn't hang up.

Thinking that Song Zhenfeng had walked away, Wang Meiling's voice became clearer and less gentle.

"Xiaoye, you are really surprising." Wang Meiling smiled softly, and she did not hide her disdain. "You think that if you are not in Hong Kong, no one will be watching you? Frankly speaking, when you received a call from Marymond I was really surprised when…”

"Really?" Song Xiaoye only responded lightly, but Song Xiaoye didn't speak.

Even if she shouldn't say this, Wang Meiling will continue to talk.She really didn't have to say much to get her spirits up.

"You seem to be very calm!" After saying this, Wang Meiling was silent for a while, and then said again: "It seems that I really missed a lot——now, I know that what you said in front of the old man it is true."

"Dream?" She once laughed, "It sounds beautiful and looks beautiful, but it's not so beautiful when you actually do it—Xiaoye, I really hope that you can really stick to your ideas and pursue Your dream—I'm looking forward to seeing what your future will look like..."

It was obviously words of encouragement, but it sounded like a cold and resentful feeling.

Song Xiaoye's eyes flickered slightly, she didn't respond to Wang Meiling's expectation, and hung up the phone directly.

Thinking of Wang Meiling's regrettable expression on the other end of the phone, Song Xiaoye couldn't help laughing.

When she went to Marymond to go through the withdrawal procedures that day, Elisa was similar to Wang Meiling!The condescending posture and contemptuous tone collapsed when she couldn't get a response from her, and her cold and noble face collapsed.

However, thinking of Rick's faint sentence "It's a good thing to leave, I hope you won't come back again".Song Xiaoye's smile became dry.

Maybe Rick really knew something?Yes, her life will be difficult after that, right?Even if the Song family didn't block her like Hong Kong...

It's not that the Song family can't reach Julia - it should be said that for her, the Song family doesn't even bother to do that.

Dealing with her is much easier than dealing with an academy.Moreover, her father might not dare to tell her grandfather what she did!

Cutting off her living expenses was the first step, and maybe the next step would be to ask Song Haohua to clear her out of the apartment.

But, would the third brother do that? !
Regardless of that, at least she can still afford the first year of tuition now.Although she was really penniless after that, and she would have nothing to eat every day if she didn't work.

Not an American, as an international student, she is not eligible to apply for a part-time job.Looking for a job in school is not enough to spend, so Song Xiaoye didn't tell the school about her part-time job at all.Still repeating the life of going to school and working part-time every day.

It's just that, sometimes, I worry about her part-time job being discovered.No—was he sent back to Hong Kong by the Immigration Bureau?

Julia's acceptance rate was not high. There were thousands of people who applied for the exam, but only more than 60 people were admitted to the acting class of the drama department.Song Xiaoye didn't inquire about other classes, but it seems that not too many were admitted.

The number of people is not many, and it is said that every year, some people will drop out of school automatically or passively, and it is unknown how many people will still be able to stay next year.

Professional acting class twice a week, the first time, the instructor has made it very clear:

"Keep playing if you want to play, and go crazy if you want to be crazy. Although you have been admitted to Julia, there is no guarantee that you will graduate smoothly! Every year, there are a lot of people who fail in the exam and are expelled. So, if you love learning or not, I am It doesn't matter, anyway, after a year, I don't think more than half of them will still be able to stay in this school..."

Julia is famously strict, but perhaps, this bearded man who speaks loudly to them and ignores them is not a strict person.

At least, even if there are people whispering in the audience, he can continue to read those so-called theoretical knowledge according to the textbook with a look of fear.

And those, Song Xiaoye already knew by heart.

In the first class, Song Xiaoye endured it.Among the sixty people, she is the only one of Chinese descent. With such an obvious difference, it is better for her to keep a low profile.

However, in the second class, Song Xiaoye finally couldn't stand it anymore when he called himself Taylor, a bearded boy with his legs crossed, and read every sentence in a voice that was about to faint.

She spent money, paid everything, not to listen to these things she could read from books...

"Teacher! Mr. Taylor? Brill!" Suddenly stood up.

Song Xiaoye knew that the moment she stood up, everyone focused their eyes on her, and even the two little lovers who were sitting behind her, who were groping and groping, temporarily shifted their eyes from each other to on her.But, she doesn't care about it now.

Staring at Taylor, who was looking up at her with dazed eyes, she said loudly: "Sir, we didn't come to the acting class to listen to your 'chanting'!"

Although I'm not sure if Taylor understands what "chanting" is, but seeing Taylor's sudden smile, Song Xiaoye suddenly has a bad feeling.

"Oh, it seems that some people's patience is worse than I imagined."

Taylor stood up and put his hands in the pockets of his jeans. His long legs made this somewhat slovenly man look impressively handsome.

"I remember you, Ms. Song..." Comparing the movement of Taiji Pushing Hands, Taylor pointed at Song Xiaoye and said with a smile, "You are really handsome when you stand up so suddenly!"

"Well, look, I thought maybe it was the big black guy who came out for the first time! Or, it was you, the hot girl in the hot pants on March Day! It might even be the goth style-but, just no Thought it would be you, my Chinese chick!"

Hugging his shoulders, Taylor suddenly put away his smiling face, and said sarcastically: "What? You are very upset with me!? Yes, I am annoying, but you know, I am actually even more upset with you——Which teacher is in class Would it be nice to see a group of monsters?! Huh?"

Roaring, he pointed at each of them casually, "You are all artists, right? What is that red hair on your head? Do you think it is art to have holes in your face and nails? You are a bunch of fools and lunatics walking on the road like this... ..."

Taylor scolded happily, as if he didn't see that more than half of the students had changed their faces, and they were still pointing at this and that.

"You bastards, you don't even know the basics of respecting a teacher. When I'm talking, talk below, flirt, kiss, do you still expect me to tell you something useful?"

After clapping his hands, he squatted in front of the stage, staring at Song Xiaoye, "Little girl, maybe you can use your Chinese kung fu to help me drive away those bastards who talk loudly. In this way, I can also help my classmates who are willing to listen carefully." lecture……"

"Shh..."

Hearing the booing from behind, Song Xiaoye lowered her eyes.

"Did you see that?" Taylor pouted, watching her shrug.

Turning around abruptly, Song Xiaoye stared condescendingly at the pair of young lovers behind her, and shouted loudly: "Shut up——"

She took out a few rolls of money from her pocket, and she threw them over, "Go to the room if you want to go to bed! Don't disturb everyone here."

The girl sitting on the head and legs of the golden cockscomb picked up the money roll thrown in her arms, counted it, and spit out a bubble with a "bang".

"Damn it, it's only twenty, you want me to let the slums open?"

Frowning, Song Xiaoye looked at the girls wearing lip studs, and then at the post-modern boys who looked like space warriors, she couldn't hold back her anger.

"I don't care where you want to go, just go out now! Change your clothes before you come back—you're affecting everyone!"

"Everyone?" Patting the girl in his arms, the golden-haired cockscomb jumped up, "Chinese chick? Can you know kung fu? Look, where are you?"

Song Xiaoye's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his eyes swept away. Sure enough, there was no one there.Everyone was looking at her indifferently, even Taylor was watching the fun with his arms around his shoulders...

(End of this chapter)