Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

Yang Lingyue said with a wry smile: "I regret it. Now I know that I will have to study more and do more homework in the future than in high school."

The classmates all laughed and scolded Yang Lingyue for being so good despite taking advantage of him, especially in front of Baiyang, the most beautiful student in the class.

"Go for a walk?"

Bai Yang said something that he didn't say in his previous life.

So under the ambiguous and jealous gazes of the male classmates, Yang Lingyue and Bai Yang walked out of the classroom and went downstairs to the playground.

There are many men and women like them on the playground. This is a scene every year before the college entrance examination.

"You seem to have changed."

"As I say, no one is changing. The world is changing every day."

Bai Yang glanced at Yang Lingyue, chuckled and said, "Hey, you wouldn't have said that before."

"Why do you want to be a director?"

"I like movies, it's not like you don't know."

"But, making movies costs a lot of money, and your family doesn't have such a background. It's hard for you to succeed. You might as well become an actor. You look like Hua Zelei in "Boys Over Flowers."

It’s still you, Bai Yang, as always, but I don’t have a pig-kidney face.

"Haha, when the time comes, I will find a rich woman and get her there in one step."

Bai Yang rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "You are so smart."

Then there was silence, and the two of them just walked like that.

I don't know how long it took, but Bai Yang said in a slightly lower voice: "Yang Lingyue, don't you want to tell me something?"

Yang Lingyue sincerely wished you: "I wish you success in the college entrance examination, perform exceptionally well, and be admitted to Xiamen University where you want to go."

Bai Yang's beautiful peach blossom eyes widened. "You, laugh at me, you."

Bai Yang's grades were better than Yang Ling's, but they were limited. He performed well in the college entrance examination, passed the first line, and was finally admitted to the University of Finance and Economics in Shanxi Province. It is far away from Xiamen University (985).

Yang Lingyue shook his head repeatedly: "No, to be honest, you will get the best of the best."

Could he not understand Bai Yang's thoughts? It's just that it's not appropriate after all. No matter what the reason is, this conversation that he never had before happened. Yang Lingyue didn't want to affect Bai Yang's mentality. If he didn't perform as well as before in the college entrance examination, he would be guilty. .

Bai Yang opened his mouth, but after all, he didn't continue talking about Yang Lingyue's pretending to be confused.

Afterwards, the two did not return to the classroom, but cheered each other at the school gate and met again after the college entrance examination.

Bai Yang got on the Daben bus that came to take her home, while Yang Lingyue got on the bus.

After returning to the convenience store owned by my mother, I found that the person looking after the store was my father, Yang Wenchang.

"I won't be working these days, and your mother will go back to cook for you."

"Oh, that's good. Let's take a rest."

Yang Lingyue followed his father's words and said, "Don't worry, it's not necessary."

Yang Lingyue moved a bench and sat across from Yang Wenchang and said, "Dad, I have an idea and want to discuss it with you. How about you retire early?"

Yang Wenchang was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Why, my son wants to provide for me now. I'm only 43, why do I retire?"

Yang Lingyue said seriously: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you do anything. You already have cervical spondylosis and can't continue to drive a taxi. How about opening a supermarket with my mother? The car repair shop in the west of our community needs to be relocated. The community opposite is also about to be built, so it’s a good time.”

Yang Wenchang thought for a moment and said, "It would be great to open a supermarket in that place, but I don't have the ability."

"Hey, don't underestimate yourself. Besides, I still have my mother. That's what I think. I might as well buy the store. Although it's rising now, it will rise even higher in the future."

Yang Lingyue talked about his plan for his parents, which was also something that his parents would regret in the future. They did not rent it to open a supermarket, so the business of the convenience store became worse and worse. Of course, wouldn't it be nice to find something to do while your parents are still strong, instead of focusing on them?

"How can you have so much money? Well, son, you..." Yang Wenchang said and realized that his son is now a millionaire and earns tens of thousands every day.

"I have the money I have now to make a down payment, and we will take out a loan for the rest. It will be paid off in two or three months, and the interest will not be much." Yang Lingyue continued to analyze by himself.

Yang Wenchang fell silent, thinking about his son's words. It was almost noon, and his mother Liu Qingna entered the store with a lunch box. They had agreed to eat together in the convenience store in the morning.

So Yang Lingyue said again that the reason why he told his father first was to get votes first, even though his mother had veto power.

The trajectory of his life has changed, so the trajectory of his parents must be changed again.

This allows my father to no longer suffer from increasingly severe lumbar spondylosis, and allows my mother to exert her abilities while having a better life.

It is a better time to say it at this time, because parents are particularly willing to listen to their children at this time, and they can often listen to it.

"It cost more than 4 million to buy it. I remember the place was 500 square meters."

When it came to opening a supermarket, Liu Qingna's eyes lit up, but when it came to buying a shop, she frowned.

Yang Wenchang added: “Now that housing prices are rising, shop floor space is rising even more, and it’s probably more than that.”

Yang Lingyue said firmly: "Mom and Dad, no matter how much it costs, it is cost-effective to buy it. Even if we buy it and don't open a supermarket, it is still cost-effective to rent it out. One shop can support three generations."

After taking the art exam and the website, the parents had a new understanding of their son's abilities, and the couple also deeply analyzed their own limitations.

Liu Qingna said: "Son, mom and your dad should think about it. You should not think about this matter now. Focus on the college entrance examination. We will discuss it after the exam, okay?"

Yang Lingyue smiled and said: "Okay, but you should also inquire about the price these days, in case the landlord does not want to sell it."

The topic stopped there, and Yang Lingyue talked about his examination venue, which is a middle school very close to his community. It is only about 10 minutes away from home.

The parents are very happy, so their son has enough time to rest.

June 7

The weather is gloomy, and the weather forecast says that most parts of the country will have rain.

People say that this is a blessing from God, and they are worried that the candidates will suffer from heatstroke. It also means that the carp will leap over the dragon gate. After all, fish need water.

As long as there are candidates in the family, the parents will get up early on this day, carefully and meticulously prepare a variety of breakfasts, and prepare glucose at the same time.

Yang Lingyue's family was no exception. Convenience stores were closed, taxis stopped running, and the couple worked together in the kitchen. They were more nervous than Yang Lingyue, and they reminded each other not to pass on their nervousness to their son. One of them said "don't be nervous" and the other said "relax".

Yang Lingyue comforted his parents and kept expressing his confidence, saying that he was in control even if he didn't perform well.

Liu Qingna forced herself to suppress her son's iron sand palm that was about to crackle, and turned to verbal teaching, but it was just a few "Puh, Puh, Puh".