The heavens start from the beginning

Chapter 157

For the results of this midterm exam, some people are happy and some are worried.

Qiao Yingzi, whose grades had fallen sharply, was not bombarded by her mother Song Qian. At this time, the mother and daughter were able to calm down and talk peacefully. It can be said that Shen Feng and Li Shiqing contributed a lot.

On the contrary, Fang Yifan's family, who had never had any problems, had many problems at this time.

With her husband Fangyuan out of work at home, Tong Wenjie felt that the burden on her shoulders seemed to become heavier after moving to Shuxiang Yayuan. The dual pressures of work and life came to her face. The most distressing thing for her was undoubtedly her son's grades.

"Song Qian, I really raised him for so many years for nothing, and I raised a white-eyed wolf in 18 years."

"He even yelled at me."

Tong Wenjie, who had just persuaded her son earnestly, was clutching a tissue in her hand at this time. She wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, but she still couldn't help crying. Fang Yifan's aggressive behavior obviously hurt the mother seriously. heart.

Song Qian sat by and accompanied silently. Seeing her best friend like this, she also showed embarrassment and couldn't bear it.

On the table in front of you were piles of used paper towels thrown everywhere. Song Qian didn't expect that a mother and son could make such a mess just by going downstairs. She sighed, and there was a hint of distress in her eyes. looked at his good friend.

She comforted softly: "Okay, Wen Jie, don't be too sad, this son is still your own son in the end, how can you say that you raised him for nothing?"

"It's a good saying, the chickens are beaten around, and the pheasants are beaten all over the sky."

"My own children won't run away after scolding a few words. As parents, we can really let our children hold grudges?"

With the comfort of her good friend, Tong Wenjie gradually stabilized her mood.

But even so, her eyes still looked extremely red, and Tong Wenjie, who couldn't help but feel a little sad, said hoarsely: "But his ranking really hasn't improved, Song Qian, which university do you think is based on his grades?" Will you want him?"

"Will society accept him in the future? Which blind girl will fall in love with him?"

In the room at this time, Qiao Yingzi, who was answering questions with Li Shiqing, suddenly sneezed several times in a row. Li Shiqing looked at his cousin and asked concerned: "Yingzi, do you have a cold? There is a big temperature difference during this time, so be careful."

Qiao Yingzi shook her head blankly, she stretched out her hand and pinched the tall, sore bridge of the nose, feeling very strange.

I obviously don't have a cold.
Hearing her best friend's words, Song Qian sat closer and grabbed Tong Wenjie's somewhat cold hand, and said, "Fang Yifan is not as bad as you said, this child has a temperament that follows Fangyuan, optimistic, kind and eccentric, long-term Follow you, what a handsome lad."

"You said that you always stare at other people's shortcomings and zoom in on them. Can the child not be anxious with you?"

"This result is actually not that important to Fang Yifan. Besides, hasn't his result improved this time?"

Song Qian sighed silently in her heart. She did not expect that her teacher, who had always only focused on fractions, would now turn her head to comfort others and say that grades are not important. Teacher Song turned her head and looked at her daughter who was still studying through the glass window. gentle.

Logically speaking, she should actually be the most anxious parent this time.

Because the results of Yingzi's midterm exam this time are a record low, and the ranking in the entire district has dropped to 15%.

But after talking with the child at noon, she suddenly discovered that the child actually knew what she wanted in her heart, especially the few casual words that Li Shiqing, the niece, said to her while washing the dishes, sounded deafening to Song Qian.

"Auntie, haven't you seen Yingzi smile all this time?"

"Actually, from a teacher's point of view, I personally absolutely can't ask Yingzi to do something well. The failure of this midterm exam may be a good thing."

"Scores are important, but family is the most important thing for everyone. I think Yingzi thinks the same way."

"No matter what you do, you should consider Yingzi's feelings more."

Tong Wenjie's emotions have returned to normal at this time, but the frown still lingers on her brows. How her son's future path will go is almost becoming a concern for her.

Is it true that as Fang Yifan just said, no matter how hard he works, his academic performance will not improve?
Tong Wenjie was worried about her son, and at this time her son Fang Yifan was anxiously waiting for someone downstairs, and Fang Houzi, who couldn't stay idle, hurried up and down downstairs until he saw that familiar figure appear. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Shen, you are finally here!"

"I'm dying of waiting, but you're taking your time, aren't you from sports?"

Fang Houzi quickly grabbed Shen Feng's arm.

Feeling the impatience of the person in front of him, Shen Feng said helplessly: "The physical education teacher is not going downstairs faster than ordinary people, why are you calling me down in such a hurry? Didn't you go to Yingzi's house with your mother?" ?"

Fang Yifan sighed, and then briefly described the process of arguing with his mother.

Shen Feng's expression didn't change much after listening to it, because it was completely consistent with his guess. Although Tong Wenjie had always focused on happy education, her mentality was exactly the same as those parents who worried about their children before the college entrance examination.

"She wants to enroll me in six cram schools, six!"

"I really can't learn the things in the textbooks. I have worked hard to learn during the time I moved to Shuxiang Yayuan, but it is really useless. In the eyes of my mother, my little progress is nothing at all. Useless."

Shen Feng said casually: "Then don't learn."

Fang Yifan didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked puzzledly, "What?"

Shen Feng stared at Fang Houzi in front of him, and said word by word clearly: "I said, then don't learn."

"Didn't I mention the art test to your parents before? It's not too late to prepare now. You are not interested in studying and have no motivation. Then do you have the motivation to sing and dance to show yourself on stage?"

Shen Feng's words completely entered Fang Yifan's ears as if they possessed magical power.

Fang Houzi, who was in a hurry, obviously forgot all about the art test before. After moving to Shuxiang Yayuan, he was either studying or on the way to study all day, and he used the scattered time to eat chicken .

How could Fang Yifan, who had just grown up, think about which path he would take in his future life?
"I like it! I like it!"

"I just said that I seem to have forgotten something important, yes! Art exam!"

"Mr. Shen Feng, you don't know. My favorite is singing and dancing, especially dancing. I like to watch and learn since I was a child."

"I liked Michael Jackson's moonwalk the most at that time, and the small-eyed Bull Terrier actor. I also really liked the break dance he danced. My dad also liked this Bull Terrier actor very much."

"Ah, ah, I finally found the direction of my life!"

Shen Feng felt that Fang Yifan was chattering endlessly beside him, and he was sure that this guy was indeed a good candidate to be an actor. It would be a pity not to enter the film and television industry with such a smooth mouth and this wit who knows how to adapt.

In Xiao Huanxi's original plot, Fang Yifan took the art test route.

For him, this path seems to be the most suitable path for him. Apart from his preference, the low grades in cultural subjects required in the art test are also an important reason. several roads.

"By the way, remember to apologize to your mother when you go back, and don't tell her about it yet."

Shen Feng finally found a chance to interject, and reminded: "According to your mother's personality, when she heard you say this, her first reaction would definitely be to refuse. This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run."

Fang Houzi's eyes widened: "Why?"

Shen Feng said helplessly: "Nonsense, how can ordinary parents think of letting their children take the art test? Besides, you are still a boy. Your mother, who graduated from a prestigious school, definitely hopes that you will go to university step by step. "

In this society, prejudice against art candidates and physical education candidates has always existed.

Many people think that these 'non-traditional' gaokao students take the path of a narrow path, and they can easily get into a university.

It's just that these people didn't see the hard work of the art candidates and physical education candidates behind the scenes.

Although Tong Wenjie's education method is very casual, her normal reaction to her son suddenly choosing such a path to take the college entrance examination must be to refuse. It would be abnormal if she happily agreed with Fang Yifan to prepare for the art examination.

After Fang Houzi heard Shen Feng's explanation, he also understood that Mr. Shen's words were indeed reasonable.

Just now, I still fabricated the image of myself holding a concert in the Bird's Nest to welcome thousands of people to applaud, but there seems to be an obstacle as big as a mountain in front of this wonderful image. The name of this mountain is Tong Wenjie.

"Ah, I just had an argument with my mother."

"Mr. Shen, when you say that, I think my mother will definitely not allow me to take the art test. Her temper is so stubborn that she can't pull back nine cows. Oh, what should I do?"

Shen Feng smiled slightly: "I know. Most of the things in your family are under the control of your mother, the emperor, but isn't there a queen?"

Queen
After thinking about it, Fang Houzi understood the true meaning of Shen Feng's words.

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly cried out: "My dad? Don't mention it, he has been moaning and sighing at home all day, it seems that the way to apply for a job in a law firm was not ideal a while ago."

In the original book, Fang Yuan's resignation has been kept from the two children in the family.

But as Shen Feng, the big butterfly flapped its wings, Fang Yuan still decided to tell Lin Lei'er and Fang Yifan, the two members of the family, about it.

That's why Fang Yifan felt very angry and aggrieved when he told his mother that he didn't work hard today.

"The road to job hunting?"

"This old party never mentioned it when we got together every Monday"

When Fang Yifan returned home, his mother hadn't come back yet.

He found his father who was busy in the kitchen, and took the initiative to talk about everything that happened at Song Qian's house. Fang Yifan lowered his head tightly when he said these words. At this time, the boy felt a little ashamed of his mother. apologize.

Fang Yuan patted his son's shoulder lightly after listening: "You have to eat every bite, don't you have to make progress step by step? Dad is proud of you today anyway, so what do you want to eat son, tomorrow dad will give you Do."

Fang Houzi stared closely at his father who was standing in the same camp as him, and sighed: "Dad, it would be great if only you had the final say in our family. Unfortunately, my mother doesn't recognize my progress."

Fang Yifan looked at his father, hesitant to speak.

He remembered the last sentence Mr. Shen said to him when he was downstairs just now.

"Comrade Fang, we must fight for it!"

As soon as Fang Yuan heard his son's super quarrel, he knew that his wife and the child must have had a fight today. As the peacemaker in the family, the old padded jacket naturally acted as a lubricant.

"Son, of course, don't blame your mother. Mom compares you horizontally. It is true that your academic performance has improved, but it is also true that your ranking has not improved much, right?"

"Then why don't you compare your mother horizontally?"

"Look how strict Aunt Song Qian downstairs disciplines Yingzi. She was not allowed to play with any toys since she was a child. Look at your comics and magazines after your third year of high school. You were not forced to delete it, right?"

Fang Yifan nodded silently.

Fang Yuan just wanted to continue to enlighten his son, only to hear Fang Yifan in front of him take the initiative to say: "Okay Dad, I understand, I will apologize to my mother when she comes back later."

Fang Yuan looked surprised.

Today's son seems to be a bit more sensible?
In the gathering session every Monday, this week, our big boss Qiao Weidong treats guests to the bungalow hot pot.

With a wide range of side dishes served one by one, the extraordinarily ornately decorated bungalow gives the impression of being extremely tall. The Western-style architectural style is integrated with Chinese aesthetics. Groups of beautiful girls in gorgeous cheongsams are representative of the dishes.

The quality of the hot pot today is obviously different from the quality of eating at Lao Qiao's house before.

Shen Feng started cooking with his head down, Fang Yuan didn't seem to be in a good mood today, after coming up, he just poured a few glasses of white wine into his throat, and when Old Qiao wanted to hold a glass, Fang Yuan toasted again and again.

"What's the matter, Fangyuan?"

"We haven't held a cup today yet, you're going to eat three?"

"Anything on your mind?"

Fangyuan's round face looked a little flushed due to the effect of alcohol.

He waved his hand casually and said with a smile, "It's okay, what can I do?"

I.
I just had a big fight with my daughter-in-law and my son at home, and I hit a wall when I was looking for a job this week. I feel that there is no hope in my future life. I
In the evening, the exclusive LCD TV in the bungalow broadcasts a piece of current affairs news.

Mr. Jin Yong passed away.

Fang Yuan looked up and saw the news, and was speechless for a long time.

(End of this chapter)