The Heavens of Film and Television: The Heroine of the Beginning Blind Date

It is really tiring to stay in one position for an hour without moving.

"All right, all right, I'll come right over."

Why not enjoy the benefits openly and aboveboard?

"Where are you touching your hands? I said Fang Hou, you seem to be getting more and more perverted recently."

Having shared weal and woe for one and a half consecutive months, the relationship between the two is closer than in the play.

"Is there? Normal massage, are you numb here?" Fang Yifan stretched his hand towards the airport.

"Rogue, you are going to die, how dare you molested my old lady, see if I don't beat you to death."

Grabbing Fang Yifan's An Lushan's claw, Qiao Yingzi decided to show him some color.

"Forgive me, the heroine. The younger one has an eighty-year-old mother who has no child who is waiting to be fed. Please forgive me this time."

Admitting Mistakes Activist Fang Yifan quickly confessed.

"You are really shameless, Fang Yifan, a child who is waiting to be fed before it is born."

Qiao Yingzi said with a look of contempt.

"I guess I won't be able to eat enough after birth, so don't give birth yet."

Taking a peek at the airport, Fang Yifan muttered.

"What did you say?"

There were only two people in the room, and it was still so quiet, it was difficult for Qiao Yingzi not to know Fang Yifan's little tricks.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I mean, if anyone can marry Yingzi you, then he will be lucky."

"Hmph, that's about the same."

In the studio, childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts; in the kitchen, Fangyuan's food is almost ready, when the doorbell rang.

"At this time, who is it?"

Tong Wenjie stood up and opened the door as she spoke.

"It's me, it's me. Fangyuan said you're moving today, so I'll come and congratulate you."

With a floral shirt, round glasses, and a greasy pancake face, the person here is really Qiao Weidong.

"Old Joe is here, welcome, come as soon as you come, what gift do you bring?"

Knowing that Qiao Weidong has always been jealous of Song Qian, as a brother, Fangyuan decided to give him a hand.

"Fang Yuan called him, but he still hasn't told me that these two guys are working together."

Afraid that Song Qian would think too much, Tong Wenjie whispered beside her.

"Wenjie, this is a gift for you, cosmetics, from Lancome."

Knowing who has the final say in the room, Qiao Weidong handed over the protection fee as soon as he entered the door.

"That's too polite."

Although Tong Wenjie said so, her eyes were always on Song Qian.

"Take it, it's bought with ill-gotten gains anyway, so it's not for nothing."

It is extremely difficult for Song Qian to give Qiao Weidong a good face.

"Fanfan, I heard that he is about to become a great painter. Uncle Qiao bought you a whole set of brushes and paints."

At this time, Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi who heard the movement also came out of the room.

"Dad, you're here too."

The mother's desire to control is too strong. Compared with the hatchback, Qiao Yingzi enjoyed being with his father very much, and was very happy to see him come over.

"Eiko is here too"

"Thank you Uncle Joe"

Fang Yifan accepted Qiao Weidong's gift to express his gratitude.

"This child is too polite."

Indeed, sooner or later we are a family, I really don't need to be so polite, Fang Yifan will automatically replenish his brain.

"Hi, old Joe?"

Seeing that Qiao Weidong didn't make any next move, Fang Yuan pretended to be anxious, and he started to be funny.

"what?"

Qiao Weidong rolled his eyes.

"Where's mine? Housewarming, where's my gift?"

Of course, Fang Yuan didn't really want any gift, he just wanted to stir up the atmosphere, so as to save Qiao Weidong and Song Qian from embarrassing scenes later.

"You sold a broken seal for 9500 million, what gift do you want?"

After getting along for so many years, Qiao Weidong certainly knew Fangyuan's thoughts and was happy to cooperate.

"What 9500 million, only 1500 million was obtained, and the others are five houses, and the houses are still under Fanfan's name."

That's right, the five houses were hung under Fang Yifan's name, and Tong Wenjie suggested that it would be convenient for Fang Yifan's son to study in the future.

"Fang Hou, I didn't expect you to be a successful person before taking the college entrance examination. You really need no explanation for your tough life."

Seeing his father performing cross talk with Fangyuan, Qiao Yingzi also interjected.

"Hey, all roads lead to Rome, but I grew up in Rome, which road do you want me to take?"

Throughout Chongyang's life, he was not weak with others, and Fang Yifan was the same in terms of pretentiousness.

"See if I can give you, all right, pack up and eat."

Tong Wenjie nodded Fang Yifan's head dotingly, and announced the start of eating.

Parents like to show the best side of their children to others, and Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie are no exception; after dinner, they take Qiao Weidong and Song Qian to visit Fang Yifan's studio and show his paintings.

"Fanfan, you have this level, it's fine; in the future, if Uncle Qiao wants to buy paintings as gifts, he will directly find you; but who is this beauty, your girlfriend?"

Qiao Weidong pointed to the oil painting on the drawing board and said.

"A dog can't spit out ivory. This is Fanfan and Yingzi's class teacher."

Song Qian couldn't stand it anymore, and pointed at Qiao Weidong and cursed.

"Fanfan, you like your head teacher."

Qiao Weidong said with his eyes wide open.

"Uncle Qiao, what nonsense are you talking about? Our homeroom teacher's birthday is coming soon. During the summer vacation, she spent her time answering my questions. I just wanted to draw an oil painting as her birthday present."

Fang Yifan said seriously.

"But the painting is very vivid, with deep affection, Fanfan, Uncle Qiao is from here, you can't hide it from me."

Qiao Weidong had a whim, and wanted to punish Fang Yifan.

"Is that so, Uncle Qiao, then take a look again; I have two paintings here, which are also very lifelike. Do I have a deep affection for them too?"

Fang Yifan pointed to the two oil paintings covered with cloth on the easel on the other side and said.

"That's for sure. I didn't expect Fanfan to be quite philanthropic at such a young age. Uncle Qiao will help you check it out."

Qiao Weidong lifted the canvas as he spoke.

"Forehead"

Qiao Weidong stopped talking, because one of the two paintings was of Song Qian, and the other was of Qiao Yingzi.

"Hehehe"

Qiao Weidong's deflated appearance caused ridicule from everyone.

Fang Yifan originally planned to dry these two paintings and give them to Qiao Yingzi and Song Qian, but after they left that day, Qiao Weidong refused to leave. It was Fangyuan who saw his intentions and asked him to help deliver the paintings, so he left Fang's house.

Afterwards, Fang Yifan asked Qiao Yingzi if he hadn't received the painting he sent, how could it be possible.

Instead, Qiao Weidong transferred 10000 yuan to him on WeChat, saying it was money for the painting.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-August, and because it was the third year of senior high school, the free cram school that Li Meng said was about to start.

Chapter 104 Gifts

On the first day of school, Fang Yifan walked into the school with a schoolbag on his chest and a painting bucket on his back.

"Fang Yifan, what are you carrying, a bazooka?"

Realizing someone calling him behind him, Fang Yifan turned his head and saw Huang Zhitao.

"What about you?"

This licking dog hasn't sent himself a WeChat message for nearly two months, and I'm really not used to it.

"I've drawn an oil painting, and I plan to give it to Teacher Li Meng."

Cast the net widely and catch more fish. Although Yingzi is good, this one is not bad.

"Really, I heard Yingzi say that you plan to be an art student, it really does happen." Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao are best friends, and they kept in touch during the summer vacation. She basically spread the news about Fang Yifan through her mouth.

"Fang Monkey, Peach"

Speaking of Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, Qiao Yingzi also rushed out from behind Fang Yifan at the same time.

"Yingzi, I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to be getting thinner."

Qiao Yingzi's body does look a bit thin, as a best friend, Huang Zhitao sincerely cared.

"I'm locked up at home by my mother every day to do test papers, can I not lose weight? But this summer vacation is actually good, and Fang Hou is with me."

I am very fortunate to have Fang Yifan to help attract firepower this summer and make myself happy.

"Oh, yes, you said he went to your mother to make up lessons, so this summer vacation must be very fulfilling."

Huang Zhitao is actually quite miserable. Her parents are medical staff who went to Africa to support her. She grew up with her uncle since she was in junior high school. She and Ji Yangyang feel a little bit of sympathy. She very much hopes to have her family by her side.

"Full, very fulfilling, I guarantee that Fang Hou's next academic performance will make your eyes shine."

Fang Yifan's progress made Qiao Yingzi feel unbelievable. Finally, he was not the only one who was hit next; tremble, mortal.

"Really? Your mother gave him blood?" Summer vacation supplementary classes can indeed improve grades, but how much can it be improved? Huang Zhitao feels that Qiao Yingzi's words are too exaggerated.

Because he was carrying the oil painting on his back, Fang Yifan didn't go to the classroom like Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao, but went directly to Li Meng's office.

"report"

"Come in, Fang Yifan, what tricks are you doing?"

It's also because Fang Yifan has too many criminal records. Seeing him like this, Li Meng thought he was going to make trouble again.

"Mr. Li, thanks for your care during the summer vacation. It happens that your birthday is coming soon. This is my birthday present for you."

Fang Yifan put down the oil painting from behind and handed it to Li Meng.

"Study hard, don't do these silly things, the teacher doesn't accept gifts, remember to come and take them back when school is over."

Li Meng took the oil painting and put it beside the table without opening it.

"Teacher, this is the debut work of a rising art master, why don't you open it and read it?"

It can be regarded as the truth, but in line with Fang Yifan's tone, it is a bit shameless.

"The oil paintings you painted yourself? Your mother said that she would transfer you to be an art student."

The oil painting drawn by the students was taken as his birthday present, and Li Meng decided to open it to have a look.

"Well, not bad, Fang Yifan, you have this level, no wonder you dared to make such a fuss last semester."

It was Pan Shuai who was speaking, Fang Yifan's Chinese teacher, who had always had a crush on Li Meng. He watched from behind when the two were talking. When Li Meng opened the oil painting, he came over to observe it.

"No matter how good you are at painting, you can't relax in studying. Fang Yifan, your mother said that you are going to be admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts. I can see enough of your downward trend in the last semester."

Some students need to be encouraged, while others need to be criticized. In Li Meng's eyes, Fang Yifan, who can shine brightly with a little sunshine, needs setback education.

"Ms. Li, you don't know how hard I have worked this summer vacation; my head is hanging from the beam, my buttocks are pierced, I don't sleep, I receive the devil's training from Qiao Yingzi's mother; today's Fang Yifan is not the Fang Yifan of two months ago, You can't look at people with old eyes."

It is also to prepare for the next blockbuster, Fang Yifan said in advance.