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

"It's okay, Yifan's mother, I invite you to come here today. The main thing is to talk about Fang Yifan's transfer to an art student. You can think about it."

After all, Li Meng did not forget the business.

"Okay, Mr. Li, then I'll discuss it with his father when I go back."

Poor grades are bothering, and good grades are also worrying. In the past few days, Tong Wenjie hasn't had a good night's sleep because of this matter.

Li Meng didn't tell Tong Wenjie about Ji Yangyang's squatting. It used to be that Fang Yifan had the same situation, but now it's obviously inappropriate. She left Liu Jing and the two chatted alone.

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"Fangyuan, your son has lost his eyes on money. He sells paintings at school and earns money from his teachers and classmates; because a student bought his paintings, he has no living expenses for lunch. He went hungry for a whole week and almost didn't suffer from stomach problems. Now, let's go to Song Qian's house, I have something to ask her."

After Tong Wenjie hung up the phone, she gave Fang Yifan a hard look.

"Mom, this is really a misunderstanding. I didn't expect that Hanhan to be so honest. He would rather be hungry and spend money on paintings."

If Li Meng hadn't mentioned this matter today, Fang Yifan really wouldn't have known about it. He could only say that the crush of a high school student was just so desperate.

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

It is also an annoyance that her son is too good. Tong Wenjie has only seen this annoyance in TV dramas before, but now she has really experienced it.

At Song Qian's house, Qiao Yingzi was telling her mother the scene after school as a joke.

"Mom, you haven't seen Aunt Tong like that. Her LV bag was turned into a meteor hammer, and she hit Fang Hou again and again, making him run away with his head in his arms."

"Alright, why did Wen Jie hit him?"

During a summer vacation, Song Qian and Fang Yifan changed a lot. Hearing that he was beaten by Tong Wenjie again, she asked curiously.

"It should be that Fang Hou was found out about selling paintings at school. Teacher Li told Aunt Tong."

"Selling paintings at school? What is Fang Yifan thinking in his head?"

Hearing that this was the reason, Song Qian was speechless for a while.

"Mom, Fang Hou has made a lot of money selling paintings at school during this time, 5000 for oil paintings and 800 for sketches. Many students in our class asked him to buy paintings."

In addition to studying, Qiao Yingzi also wants to communicate more with her mother on other things.

"It's so expensive and someone asks him to buy paintings. You students are really rich."

Song Qian remembered the time when she was studying, and compared with the current students, they are more popular than others.

"Most of the people who buy paintings from him are male classmates, and the paintings are the crushes of these male classmates. Now you know why his paintings sell so well."

"It's a mess. Did he get the other party's consent to draw portraits? This could constitute a crime."

"He's an old thief. The other party agrees with him to copy the painting, but the other party disagrees. He puts a veil on the person in the painting."

Sometimes, Qiao Yingzi really wanted to cut open Fang Yifan's brain to see what kind of structure it was inside.

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"Yingzi, it's me, Daddy, open the door for me quickly."

Qiao Weidong shouted in front of the visitor screen at the stairway, holding an astronomical telescope.

"Hey, old Qiao came to see Yingzi."

"Hello Uncle Joe"

"Wenjie and Fanfan, let's go together."

Thanks to Li Meng not telling Tong Wenjie about the shift, they met Qiao Weidong this time.

ding dong ding dong

click

"Wenjie, Fanfan, why are you here again?"

What is a 360-degree turn, the expression on Song Qian's face is that.

"I'm here to give Yingzi an astronomical telescope."

Qiao Weidong had a sense of ownership, picked up his things and rushed into the room.

"Meet me at the stairs, he said he was going to come up, I am too embarrassed to refuse to send *Books! Group>9:8,0?2:05♀8:5/6, You? Dazed. Fat, let yourself die. "

Tong Wenjie explained in a low voice in front of Song Qian.

"I know, this man has no skin and no face, you really can't do anything about him; by the way, I heard from Yingzi that you went to school today and beat Fanfan, why?"

Song Qian asked knowingly.

"Mom, Aunt Song, I went to play with Yingzi."

Not in the mood to listen to how the two of them arranged themselves, Fang Yifan said.

"go Go"

It just so happened that the two of them also had a lot to talk about.

"Song Qian, I'm so annoyed. I used to be annoyed by Fang Yifan's poor grades, and now I'm annoyed by his good grades. I haven't had a good night's sleep these days."

Tong Wenjie doesn't have Versailles, she just tells the truth.

"Why, why are you bothered by his good grades?"

Song Qian was puzzled.

"Fang Yifan's class teacher is that teacher Li Meng. She doesn't support Fang Yifan's art student much, saying that it's a pity for him to be an art student with his current grades;

I made up my mind at first, but after she said that, I regretted it a bit; Fang Yifan is ignorant, and we grown-ups are also ignorant?I'm afraid he will regret it in the future, and blame us for not stopping him. "

To Song Qian, Tong Wenjie expressed her concerns.

"Your worry is justified. After all, art students are a minority. What does your family Fangyuan think of this?"

"What opinion can he have? He has no position at all."

When middle-aged women talk about their husbands, they always look like they can't wait to become Pan Jinlian and kill Wu Dalang with medicine.

ding dong ding dong

It was also at this time that the grass on the wall arrived.

Chapter 110

It will be on the shelves this Friday, at 12:5 noon; thank you for your support during this time; because there are a lot of public chapters, it may be reversed after it is on the shelves, I suggest readers who like this book not to keep it, hurry up Catch up with the latest chapter.

Well, the author is glass-hearted, and he is not very good at talking. Finally, I wish you all good health and everything goes well.

Chapter 111

"Fang Yuan is here, come as soon as you come, what gift do you bring, it's too polite."

Song Qian helped open the door.

"Quanjude Roast Duck, Fanfan and Yingzi like it very much, I let them make a slice; Fanfan and Yingzi, eat roast duck."

The pockets are bulging, and the original luxury accessories have become normal operations.

"Lao Fang is here, just in time. We haven't had a drink together for a long time."

Qiao Weidong, who had just delivered the telescope to Qiao Yingzi, came up, and he had another reason to stay.

"Didn't you just drink it the day before yesterday?" Fang Yuan didn't realize it for a while.

"Ok?"

"Yes, yes, we haven't had a drink together for a while, Mr. Song, do you have beer at home?"

How else could it be said that you are friends and gangsters, Qiao Weidong winked continuously, and Fang Yuan still came to his senses.

"There is beer in the refrigerator. Qiao Weidong has already eaten it. If you want to drink, you can take it yourself."

Seeing Qiao Weidong push his nose up to his face, Song Qian was not so easy to talk to.

"Ate?"

"No, it's okay, I've eaten."

Qiao Weidong met Song Qian for the same reason as Sun Houzi met Tathagata Buddha, so why not.

"dad"

"Uncle Fang"

Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi also came out after hearing the movement.

"Son, what's going on? I heard from your mother that you paint at school and earn money from your teachers and classmates. Are you short of money?"

Tong Wenjie didn't speak clearly on the phone, Fang Yuan thought it would be more reliable to ask Fang Yifan.

"Okay, Fanfan, there is a way to make money. Start a business from the campus, with the demeanor of your Uncle Qiao back then."

Qiao Weidong likes to interrupt everything.

"Dad, Uncle Joe, I actually have a reason for doing this."

As a four-good youth in the 21st century, it is not good to give people the impression of being greedy for money, so Fang Yifan decided to quibble.

"Is there a reason? Tell me, what's the reason, earning money from the teacher and classmates, and causing your classmate to not have lunch for a week."

Fang Yifan kept saying there was a reason at school, but he didn't say what the reason was. Tong Wenjie decided to give him another chance.

"Dad, Mom, ever since my classmates knew that I could draw, they have been pestering me and asking me to draw for them;

Senior three, this is the time to study hard, how can I have that kind of leisure; but everyone is a classmate, so I am embarrassed to refuse to issue a letter!Group>9: 8,0? 2:05♀8:5/6, by?Fat, self-defeating, came up with the idea of ​​painting for a fee;

800 for sketching and 5000 for oil painting. I really didn't expect them to be so rich. Of course, the idiot who buys paintings without eating lunch for a week doesn't count. "

Fang Yifan thought of this legitimate reason when he started his business, but he just didn't have the nerve to say it at school.

Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie were indeed persuaded by him, and felt that it was really not easy for children, and the voice of dismantling the stage also appeared.

"No way, Fang Hou, you are not only doing business in our third class, you also earn money from the students in the fourth class and the fifth class; and that slogan, that promotional slogan, you are rushing to defraud the students of their pocket money Bar."

"Eiko you?"

He never expected that Qiao Yingzi would stab himself in the back. There are bad people among the people.

"Yingzi, don't worry about him, tell me quickly, what is the slogan, what is the promotional advertisement."

Tong Wenjie stopped Fang Yifan and gave Qiao Yingzi a warning look, signaling Qiao Yingzi to continue.

"There are a lot of promotional advertisements—only spend [-] yuan, and you can keep the most beautiful girl in your heart... The slogan is much simpler, what is to become bigger and stronger, and create greater glories."

Qiao Yingzi did it on purpose, she didn't want Fang Yifan to paint portraits of other girls.

It was at Song Qian's house, otherwise a chase would start again.

"Mom, listen to my explanation."

Fang Yifan hid behind Fangyuan and made the final negotiation.

"What are you explaining? How are you going to fool me?"

Tong Wenjie stared at her like a tiger.

"At first I really didn't intend to make money, but I can't stand them giving too much."

There is one thing to say, Fang Yifan really did not expect that the students of Chunfeng Middle School are so rich.

"Okay, then tell me, how much money have you made during this time?"

Tong Wenjie also said this casually.

"5000, is it really a lot?"

Seeing Fang Yifan raise five fingers, Tong Wenjie asked and answered.

"Five thousand, you can't, you earned more than that from Teacher Pan."

Qiao Yingzi stabbed him again, so the most feared thing in the revolutionary team is traitors.

"How much? Teacher Pan, which teacher is so heartless to ask you to buy paintings."

Tong Wenjie continued to interrogate.

"Not much, just fifty thousand; Teacher Pan is the handsome guy who slapped you today—Pan Shuai."