Chapter 97

"You mean..." Qiao's mother has always had no opinions, and she listens to whoever says something makes sense. Qiao Bailu coughed lightly: "What I mean is, let Zhen Ting drop out of school now and go to training, so as to be an art student. He passed the identity test and graduated from B-film with all his integrity. Anyway, he won’t be able to walk the path of an actor in the future, and with his father’s career, he won’t starve to death.”

"Anyway, I can't die of hunger. Our family has land. If it's not enough, we can come back to plant the land." Qiao's father said with a serious face: "A chicken with two feet can eat food, it is impossible not to survive. Besides , I believe our family Bai Lu, the novel is well written, are you afraid that Zhenting will not be able to find a job in the future? Even if you can't become a particularly famous star, you can make money by being an ordinary one."

Stretching out his hand and pinching his nose, Father Qiao said in a deep voice, "It's a big deal, as a father, no matter how hard I work and earn more, I'm sure I can't let the child go hungry, right?"

Qiao's mother didn't say a word, she reached out and took the information on the table to read: "Are you going to train in City B?"

"It doesn't have to be there, it's just that B Ying is there, and there are many training classes there. Zhenting can still go to the school when he is free. If he can meet a teacher or two, he will be able to ascend to heaven with some guidance. So what, you get the moon first if you are close to the water."

Qiao Bailu said with a smile, Qiao's father looked at Qiao Zhenting: "What do you mean? Go or not? Your sister has analyzed all the advantages and disadvantages for you. If you go, you will not be a good university student in the future. Finding a job will be difficult." There is no possibility, if you don’t go, you will have to take care of both sides in the future, and you are very busy, how do you choose?”

Qiao Zhenting hesitated for a moment, then took the materials in Qiao's mother's hand and looked down. There were only three or four pages, and he quickly read them.

In fact, he really believed in his elder sister, who said that if he could publish novels, he could publish novels, and that he could be admitted to No. [-] middle school if he could get admitted to No. [-] middle school. However, it was a matter of his future. dare to believe.

He, a native boy from the countryside, counting up to three generations, has been a poor peasant for generations, how could he become a star?This is not a waste of money, is it?
"Sister, how much is this training class for a year?" After hesitating for a while, Qiao Zhenting asked, Qiao Bailu stretched out his finger, and Qiao Zhenting stretched his neck: "One thousand?"

"1! This is still a big class, many people attend class together, and before the exam, we have to hold a small class for key training. At that time, the fee will be charged by the hour." Qiao Bailu emphasized: "So, if you go, you have to study hard. Work harder, don't let the [-] yuan go to waste."

Qiao's mother took a deep breath: "Ten thousand? My God, your tuition fee for three years in high school is less than ten thousand, and it's only ten thousand this year? Can you eat people?"

"Mom, why don't you think about it, if Zhen Ting really learns well, he will make money in the millions in the future." Qiao Bailu said with a smile: "A one-minute commercial, big brands, 1 million."

Mother Qiao covered her heart, how much is 1000 million?Can't imagine it!

(End of this chapter)

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