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"Is Juju still in class?" Mother Qian said with a smile, "She talked with us for a long time last night, and before leaving today, she made a point of expressing her opinion again."

"We have learned about the situation from our friends who have passed the art test of their children. They suddenly decided to start from scratch when they were in the second year of high school. It is very likely that they will not be able to compete with those children who are doing small exercises. The risk is indeed very high."

Wen Yu was stunned for several seconds, first glanced at Wen Yu, and then hesitated to speak.

"On your side, have you decided to support her in the art test?"

Father Qian nodded solemnly: "Ju Ju must have no foundation. We came to see you this time, and we also hope that the child can come to you occasionally to answer questions."

"I know that teachers are not allowed to make up lessons now, but if she studies physics and chemistry, we may still be able to help. The two adults in the family have never studied music, so I really don't know about it at all."

"Of course, I will definitely help her." Wen Yu said without thinking, "Even if the two of you don't come, I'm happy to do so."

Wen Yu saw that he had agreed on this side, and motioned for the Qian family and his wife to go to the other side alone for a detailed discussion.

This thing actually has to go in this direction.

After returning to the office, Wen Yu sat for a long time, realizing a fact that made him loathe himself.

From the very beginning, he cared more about the opinion of Qian Ju's parents.

He seems to have already determined that everyone's fate and choices do not belong to him, but belong to his parents who are naturally indebted to the whole life.

I seem cliche and worldly.

Wen Yu let out a long sigh, stretched out his hands and rubbed his face vigorously.

...Since when did I become a little rotten?

Is it any better now?

The story of Qian Ju quickly spread throughout the grades and was called a great anecdote.

Wen Yu originally expected that the one who reacted most surprised was probably the old teacher who said it was impossible.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yu was the first one called by the leader to talk.

Wen Yu was severely reprimanded in the first round, and then had to lead Wen Yu to meet the leader in the second round.

Several core superiors of the school appeared in the conference room with unfriendly expressions.

"The child is messing around, the parents are confused, what about you two? You are irresponsible!"

"It's a sophomore in high school. You let a young man from Tsinghua University and Peking University learn art from scratch just because of a temporary interest? Do you know how much responsibility the school will take if something goes wrong?"

Wen Yu was reprimanded, and suddenly realized that Wen Yu probably already knew that his superiors would do this.

Yes, whether it is a public institution or a state-owned enterprise or a foreign enterprise, no organization dares to take risks easily—let alone the risk corresponding to self-demotion.

He opened his mouth to say something for Wen Yu, but was blocked by another old leader.

"I know what you want to say."

"You guys," the old man shook his head heavily: "You are still at the age of believing in dreams and romance, but you are still in your 20s!"

"Do you know what your actions are?"

"The doctor is prescribing the right medicine, and the parents don't know anything about it. Suddenly, the patient says that I'm dead, so let me extubate. You guys are so crazy that you want to help me extubate?"

"In case something happens to this family in the future, they will be able to sue us. Have you considered the school before you moved yourself? Have you considered where the child can go if he fails the art test in the future?"

"Irresponsible! No professionalism at all!"

Wen Yu couldn't find a fork in the whole process of trying to talk, and the leaders on the opposite side were as logical as a precise program and echoed each other.

Hearing this, his back ached, and his face was a little numb.

Only when I heard 'Heart is hot', my heart seemed to be stabbed severely.

At this moment, he seems to have suddenly regained the 17-year-old deep-seated disgust for the elders and superiors who habitually control other people's lives.

Nausea to physical nausea.

Wen Yu has always been calm, including when he was reprimanded by the leader for two rounds, and when he was given strong pressure, he didn't react too much, and remained polite and polite.

"There is something that needs to be clarified."

He laughed, calmly.

"Maybe we can be the masters of this child, after all, we are still her teachers."

"But leaders, we can't be the masters of her parents."

No, it's not like that.

Wen Yu seemed to wake up from his inertia, and only when he realized that he was using words to fight against the leader did he react to the terror in the logic.

Qian Ju is too abnormal.

She seems to be able to freely decide her own life, and she can change direction at any time and do what she likes.

Qian Ju's parents are too abnormal.

They didn't try to integrate into her life at all, but only gave references, only stood in the auxiliary position, and never crossed the line.

In today's era when everyone is crazy about interfering in other people's lives, this family seems out of place, like a family of lunatics.

At least in the eyes of these leaders, they are confused from top to bottom.

Wen Yu's order is very clear.

"As teachers, it is impossible for us to interfere too much with parents' choices, which is also one of professional qualities."

"If you feel deep regret, we might as well ask the parents to come and talk about it face to face."

"That must be discussed." The leading leader gave them a deep look, as if looking at two immature teenagers.

The parents of the Qian family soon came to the school again and shook hands with the teachers one by one in the meeting room.

The previous persuasion was repeated again, every sentence was persuasive, earnest and thoughtful, very much like a patriarch.

Wen Yu sat beside Wen Yu, looking worriedly at Qian Ju who was sitting in the back row.

She was also called here today, and the leader would first explain to her parents in front of her, and then come to ask her opinion.

The girl didn't respond, and even tried to write homework for a while to wait for her parents, but was stopped by the teacher next to her shaking her head.

"She has been in the top ten of her grade this year, and the last year is very important. It is such a chance in her life to sprint to Qingbei—"

"Now she suddenly likes music, so tomorrow she likes programming, and the day after tomorrow she likes to be a host. Do you follow her in everything?"

After listening to the Qian family's parents, their attitude was very relaxed.

"We'll listen to Juju about this matter."

"When she thinks about it, we will support her financially, hoping that she can finally get into the school she likes."

Qian Ju smiled and nodded: "Yeah!"

The old leader looked at the three of them with extremely ridiculous eyes, drank tea to moisten his throat, and said heavily: "What if it doesn't work out in the end?"

"You want to take her more than ten years of study and bet on her a hobby that just popped up?"

"This child could have gone to 985211 originally, but once he got off the track, he will be at a high level in the future, and he may even read a second book!"

Her mother shook her head tenderly.

"Do not."

"If she didn't pass the exam in the end, it only took two years and she suffered a big loss."

"Afterwards, whether to read the second book or repeat it is her own life. Qian Ju already understands it very well."

"She doesn't understand!" The teacher next to him snapped and said, "What are you guys—hey, why are you like this!"

"Even if we can help her avoid many losses now, sooner or later she will grow old, who will persuade her in the future?" Her mother looked at her and nodded slightly: "I know Juju, and I am willing to trust her. "

This girl showed a strong sense of autonomy and sobriety. After Wen Yu witnessed the whole process, she began to doubt whether there was something wrong with her always forbearance.

In the end, the school couldn't hold them back, but still asked the three parties to sign a waiver of liability to ensure that they were not caught in moral and other aspects.

This matter really has to be settled like this.

On the day it was decided, Wen Yu went home with her bag and walked very quickly along the way.

He seems to be breathing a lot more smoothly, he can regain the speed of the soles of his feet landing, and he can control every joint in his body.

A kite with a broken thread floated in the sky, flying freely and without worries.

When he opened the door, Jiang Nanzhi was settling accounts with Yan Wanxin.

They peeled peanuts and ate them under the arbor, counting the receipts, big and small, and the light red broken shells fell to the ground.

"Back?" Yan Wanxin raised her eyelids, motioning for him to come and help.

"I'll bring a notebook over here, right now!"

Ten years ago, Wen's family suffered an accident, Fenghou's family business was wiped out, and a lot of Yan Wanxin's mother's business was also damaged.

Relying on the support of their relatives and friends, as well as the police's overseas pursuit, they slowly solved several difficult problems.

When the Wen family's accident happened, Jiang Nanzhi was still learning how to dial the abacus from his sister. He never thought that one day he would be able to take over the family's business and find a way to help his aunt relieve some of the pressure.

The two of them frowned and counted their expenses and shareholdings, Wen Yu obediently helped me to remember them, and asked them to paste the bills, and copied the bills if they wanted to.

After sorting out all the clues, Jiang Nanzhi compared the total orders of the two quarters and nodded.

"It's much better, don't worry."

Yan Wanxin heaved a long sigh of relief, pushed the table and got up: "The porridge is almost ready, I'm going to fry two more dishes, you can eat at my place tonight."

"it is good."

Soon, the sound of chopping meat came from the kitchen, which made it enjoyable to hear it from outside.

Wen Yu stayed in the shed to carefully collect every receipt, and also used small labels to note different categories.

Jiang Nanzhi was resting next to him, smoking a cigarette, and glanced casually.

"You're in love, aren't you?"

Wen Yu reflexively went to hear if the sound of chopping vegetables had stopped, and lowered his voice nervously: "Your voice is quieter!"

Jiang Nanzhi blew out a smoke ring and laughed mischievously.

"Don't look at your peaceful face, that buddy seems to have put on a CHOKER for you."

It looks like she has an owner, hey, what did she say when eating hot pot?

Wen Yu touched his neck subconsciously, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Do you sound like your cousin would say that?"

Jiang Nanzhi looked at him carefully for a while with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Recently, I really laughed, and the changes are quite big."

"You can see my smirk before?"

"I'm not stupid."

"Xiao Yu, come in and help me serve the food!"

"coming!"

Wen Yu rolled his eyes, put away the folder and quickly walked into the kitchen, looked in the full-length mirror when he passed by, and sneered.

To his uncle.I will not wear CHOKER.