The heavens start from the beginning

Chapter 118 Singing and Dancing Rap Basketball Music
Shen Feng looked at Fang Yifan who was whispering with Qiao Yingzi, his expression was a bit strange.

If the guy in front of him is really with Yingzi in the future, then Tong Wenjie, who is learning from Song Qian in the living room, will wake up with a smile in his dreams. This is an in-law with five school district houses on his back!

The two of them whispered to each other, and Li Shiqing looked around at her cousin's bedroom when she had nothing to do.

Qiao Yingzi's bedroom is not too big, except for a white and pink soft bed covered with a Hello Kitty quilt, next to it is a counter that is almost as high as the bed, and a cup full of white stars is placed on it.

In the whole room, the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the entire bookcase against the wall.

Nuo Da’s bookcase is full of books, and the sun shines from the window sill, which is the golden light of knowledge.

On the desk opposite the bed are the materials Qiao Yingzi needs to use at any time. These materials are neatly placed on the stand. Compared with those students who like to pile up randomly, Qiao Yingzi's meticulous study The environment can only be described as abnormal.

After the third year of high school, who is not in chaos?
The beige board above the glass window of the desk is covered with stickers, on which are written the girl's study plan and various formulas of science. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. This is Song Qian's panacea for educating her daughter since she was a child.

It has to be said that it is not unreasonable for Yingzi to occupy a place in the big Shura field of Chunfeng Middle School.

Li Shiqing silently thought that this arrangement was actually not too different from the arrangement of her bedroom when she was in school, except for the transparent glass window.

She always felt that the design of this glass window would make people feel very insecure.

"Let's go."

"Let's go out and say hello."

After staying for a while, Shen Feng went out with Li Shiqing to say hello to Tong Wenjie who came to the door. After such a long time, he thought that the pair of girlfriends should have finished talking about themselves, and he should say hello to others out of politeness.

In the living room, under Song Qian's persuasion, Tong Wenjie was not as impatient as before.

After all, the school just gave her a verbal suggestion, and the real decision is still in her hands.

Raising her head, she saw Shen Feng and Li Shiqing coming out of the bedroom. Tong Wenjie gave her best friend a look, and a smile appeared on her face.

When people are unhappy, they will feel spiritually happy when they see handsome men and beautiful women.

The hostess, teacher Song Qian, took the initiative to help them get to know each other: "This is my best friend Tong Wenjie, this is my niece Li Shiqing, and this is her little lover, named Shen Feng."

"The two of them are also teachers, and they are going to take up positions in Chunfeng Middle School soon, so they should be able to help you as a staff member."

After finishing speaking, Teacher Song poked Tong Wenjie's arm next to him.

In fact, just after entering the door, Tong Wenjie wanted to ask who these two people were, but the matter of her son's repeated grades was still lingering in her heart.

Now after hearing that Shen Feng and Li Shiqing were teachers, Tong Wenjie's eyes lit up, like a cheetah who was looking for prey for his child and found delicious food.

"Hello, hello."

"You look and feel like students, why are you all teachers?"

"Song Qian, are your relatives all teachers? No wonder Yingzi learns so well, it's hereditary!"

Shen Feng smiled and nodded to the familiar Tong Wenjie, and then sat on the sofa next to Li Shiqing. Teacher Li now consciously brought him into the role of a teacher, and his demeanor showed the demeanor of a teacher.

Everyone started talking, and the atmosphere was pretty good.

During the dinner, Tong Wenjie didn't mention the embarrassing thing that her son Fang Yifan was going to repeat the grade. What she said was that she had a friend whose child was going to repeat the grade. She didn't know what to do, so she came here to ask Teacher Song.

After Shen Feng finished listening, his face was serious, but he wanted to laugh in his heart.

Why is it this classic routine again?

cough cough.

I have a friend?
But Li Shiqing didn't seem to realize that Tong Wenjie was referring to her own Fang Yifan. After a while of serious meditation, she said:

"Then start with the subjects where the child is weak. This ranking is not difficult for improving grades."

"It's just that if it's the third year of high school, the pressure of studying at the bottom will be quite heavy. I don't know about you, my friend."

At this time, Li Shiqing remembered what it was like when Lin Miaomiao was the first in the class. At that time, their family could be said to be a mess, and the title of the first place was directly overwhelming. gas.

Tong Wenjie's expression was a little unnatural. She and her best friend Song Qian looked at each other, and the two knew each other.

"Well, my friend's child can't do anything else, but he has a very good mentality."

Tong Wenjie began to praise her friend's son.

That is, her son.

That is Fang Yifan.

It's just a coincidence that Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi, who were bored in the room at this time, also came out.

Fang Houzi, who was originally silent in the corridor under the power of his mother, has now returned to his old optimistic attitude after a simple communication with his buddy Yingzi, and he is really open-minded.

Fang Yifan waved his hand casually, his tone full of confidence and arrogance.

"Oops, Mom."

"Isn't it just about repeating a grade? Don't worry, this little thing won't beat your son."

"Don't you know who your son is? After a year, I will be a good man again."

Li Shiqing had a surprised expression, while Shen Feng coughed suddenly.

Tong Wenjie was extremely embarrassed. She glanced at the two of them with some embarrassment, then gritted her teeth and glared at her son viciously. This guy was definitely sent by heaven to torture her.

"Are you going to die?"

"What are you doing out here?!"

Seeing his mother getting excited for no reason, Fang Yifan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said helplessly, "It's not that my dad just sent me a message saying that he has arrived downstairs, bought roast duck and many other things, let me go down to help He will take it."

Tong Wenjie took a deep breath.

The two men in this family are her nemesis in life.

"Go, go, go quickly."

Looking at the back of Yingzi running out with Fang Yifan, Song Qian shouted: "Yingzi, have you finished your test paper? Hey, this kid is really playful today."

Not long after, Fang Yuan, who was smiling and looking very happy, appeared in front of Shen Feng.

Fang Yifan's father didn't expect Mr. Song's house to be so lively today. After nodding to them with a smile, he walked into the kitchen with a lot of things in his hand, and he seemed to be a regular visitor here.

Fang Yuan called his son who was carrying the roast duck to his side, and the father and son began to talk in the kitchen.

"Fang Yifan, why are there two more people in Mr. Song's family? Now the young man and the young girl look really good-looking, especially the boy just a little bit like Dad when he was young."

"Your father and I used to be school grass."

Qiao Weidong:? ? ? ? ?

Why do I hear this so familiar?
Fang Yifan smelled the aroma of the roast duck in his hand and was particularly intoxicated. After a "hmm~" he said, "Ah, these two people are said to be relatives of Yingzi, her cousin and her cousin's husband, it seems that they want to come to our school to be teachers .”

"That guy who looks not much older than me, do you know what teacher it is?"

"Psychological teacher!"

"Are you saying it's strange? When did a teacher like this pop up in our school? I've never heard of it in this class."

Fang Yuan turned his head and glanced at Shen Feng who was chatting in the living room, he always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After he put on an apron and turned into Chef Fang, he educated his son next to him while slicing ducks.

"Let me tell you, son, don't look down on this psychological teacher. Although our material living conditions have developed, there is still a long way to go to build a person's psychological quality."

"As a person who often reads the news online, I can often see news about students suffering from depression, as well as the intensified cyber violence on the Internet. It is all because of psychological problems."

"This psychological teacher is not something ordinary people can be."

Fang Yifan didn't care.

In his opinion, this kind of thing would never happen to him.

Except for his academic performance problems, he is proficient in everything else.

In the living room, Shen Feng, Li Shiqing and Tong Wenjie continued their conversation.

Originally, she thought it would be embarrassing for her son to repeat the grade, but now after she said it, she simply broke the can. Tong Wenjie thought that the two young people in front of her were teachers anyway, so what she said to them was nothing serious.

Shen Feng took the initiative to bring up the art test: "I think this kid is very lively. Is he interested in taking other types of tests? For example, the art test? If the cultural performance is really bad, this is actually a way."

"I used to take care of sports students in Jiangzhou. If there is no accident, I can go to a very good school during the college entrance examination."

"So, Aunt Tong, what do you think?"

Since Tong Wenjie and Song Qian were best friends, Shen Feng and Li Shiqing simply called Aunt Tong together.

After Shen Feng finished speaking, he began to look at Fang Yifan's mother in front of him.

It could be seen that the latter was extremely surprised by what he said, frowning tightly, and kept thinking.

Within a day, she was continuously baptized by various things. For the first time in so many years, Tong Wenjie felt that her brain cells seemed to be a little insufficient. This was very rare for a person who graduated from a prestigious school like her.

And Song Qian also glanced at Shen Feng in surprise, she didn't expect that this little poetic object had been silent and taciturn before, but now he speaks very insightfully.

"Wen Jie, this art test is also a good choice."

"Actually, if I work hard for another year with Fanfan's results, I will be able to fight for a second book and sprint for a book."

"But if it's an art test, the level of choice can be raised to a higher level. There are quite a few famous art schools here."

Hearing her best friend's words, Tong Wenjie sighed slightly, and she struggled: "The main reason is that Fangyuan and I don't have anyone engaged in art, so I don't think it's very reliable. I still want Fanfan to take the college entrance examination normally." University."

"You said, can his grades get a book this year?"

"Fang Yuan and I both graduated from 985 and 211, why didn't this child inherit our genes at all?"

Shen Feng looked at Tong Wenjie, who was extremely entangled, and said proactively: "I'm just giving the child a suggestion. The main thing to do is to let the parents communicate with the child to see what the child thinks. The physical examination probably takes a year. Too good."

"The art test is different. There are 5 major categories and 51 sub-categories in art, music, dance, drama, film and television, and art theory."

"If he's really talented, that's the way to go."

Shen Feng looked at Fang Yifan who was busy in the kitchen.

In the original TV series, Fang Yifan applied for the dance major at the end. The guy in Xiaohuanxi is indeed very good at singing and dancing rap basketball, but his academic performance is not good.

Just like what he said at the speech meeting at the time: I am not a bad boy, but a child who does not study well.

The society's definition of the word "bad boy" seems to mean that they don't study well.

But children who do not study well are not all bad children.

Therefore, Shen Feng wondered if he could help this guy find the correct path ahead of time. This extremely optimistic Fang Yifan really didn't need psychological counseling, all he needed was a correct goal.

"Ducks are coming~"

"Here comes the chicken soup~"

Fangyuan came to the dining table with the sliced ​​duck, and at the same time, the soup that Song Qian had cooked before was served hot.

Song Qian joked: "Wen Jie, you and Fang Yuan will wash the dishes for me in a while, the three of you all regard this as a free hotel, right?"

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "No problem, no problem."

The three members of the Fang family had lunch directly at Mr. Song's place. Both Shen Feng and Li Shiqing were quite full before, so they rejected the Fang family's kindness, while Qiao Yingzi launched an attack on the roast duck at the dining table.

Song Qian couldn't help reminding: "Yingzi, don't eat so much."

Seeing her daughter gobbling it up, she couldn't help but get angry: "It's all because of that Qiao Weidong, who insisted on coming to the house to eat."

During the dinner, the chubby Fang Yuan just found out that his son was going to repeat a grade, Fang Xiaochu's eyes widened.

"I'll go, son."

"I just said, why are you so attentive today and still helping me in the kitchen?"

"Cooperating with you kid is doing nothing to show courteousness."

Fang Yifan chuckled: "Well, Dad, I forgot to tell you, let's eat roast duck."

Tong Wenjie mentioned something about the art test, Fang Yuan thought about it and said something after eating and going home.

On the contrary, after Fang Yifan heard it, his eyes lit up, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiao Yingzi took the roast duck wrapped by his best friend, put a few slices of fat duck meat on the steaming pancake, dipped it in a special sauce, served with cucumber strips and shredded green onions, Qiao Yingzi also turned into a foodies.

Shen Feng looked at this scene, and silently glanced at Li Shiqing beside him.

It turns out that eating is also genetic.

(End of this chapter)