Chapter 142 Epilogue (1) Choice
It’s the college entrance examination season again.
In early July, the scholarly elegant garden was once again enveloped in the atmosphere brought about by the college entrance examination.
Tong Wenjie was very nervous.
Because she is most concerned about Fang Yifan's academic performance.
Fangyuan was also very nervous.
He "does not seek advancement", but this does not mean that he does not "hope for his children to become successful".
But Fang Yifan was very relaxed and even paid attention to the game information on the morning of the exam.
Lin Lei'er, who was taking the exam, was also very relaxed.
He felt that with his cousin's current level of cultural classes, if he could perform normally, he could definitely meet the score required for admission to an art school.
But if you want to achieve the 600-point goal that my aunt hopes and expects, then you should work harder in the next life!
Lin Lei'er knew very well that her cousin was not the type to study cultural classes.
July 10th.
The college entrance examination has come to an end.
Fang Yifan immediately threw himself into the intense training for the art exam.
In the next half month, he will have to take exams at major art schools.
Just two days after he passed the exams of three art schools, the results of the college entrance examination were also released.
July 25th, Saturday.
Song Qian accepted Fangyuan's invitation and came to the second floor to accompany Tong Wenjie and wait for Fang Yifan's results to come out.
The reason why Fangyuan invited her was because she was worried that Fang Yifan's poor grades would make Tong Wenjie angry... Then she would need her best friend to help comfort him.
at noon.
Fang Yifan first entered his identity information on the query interface, then hesitated for two seconds before clicking on the query results.
The screen flashed, and Fang Yifan's results appeared.
The total score is 407, which exceeds the undergraduate batch line for art in Beijing.
This means that after a year of hard work, Fang Yifan can finally go to a good university.
Tong Wenjie was so happy that she burst into laughter while hugging Song Qian.
"Fang Yuan, are the dishes ready? Hurry up and get some wine on the table... I'm so happy today, I must celebrate it properly."
"Haha, I've already prepared it!"
Fangyuan was also very happy. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Chen Tao's number. While informing him of the good news, she also invited him over for dinner.
"Congratulations to Fangyuan, your son will definitely become a big star in the future..."
Chen Tao first expressed his congratulations, and then declined:
"But I've already had lunch, so I won't go to your place to join in the fun. Let's celebrate!"
Fangyuan smiled and said: "If you don't want to eat, how about having some wine?"
Chen Tao took a sip of champagne and replied seriously:
"You can't drink. Xiaolin recently forced me to quit drinking. I can't drink at all."
Force you to quit drinking? I'm afraid it's not to prepare for pregnancy, right? This old Qiao... is so enviable!
Fangyuan was thinking this in her heart, but didn't dare to say it out loud.
After all, his landlord Song Qian is still sitting here!
"Okay, let's do this for now, and we'll talk later."
"Well, let's talk when we have time."
Chen Tao was not interested in chatting with him. If he had the time, wouldn't it be nice to talk to Miss Lin and Tao Zi? If you are tired, you can let them rest with you.
When Chen Tao put down the phone, Miss Lin asked curiously:
"Have the results come out? How many points did Fang Yifan score?"
Chen Tao hummed: "This kid got over 400 points in the exam, which is not much, but he can already go to art school."
Qiao Yingzi asked: "He passed Beijing Dance, Nanyi and Sichuan Music... Dad, which school do you think he will choose?"
She did not take the initiative to ask about Fang Yifan's art exam status. The reason why she knew so clearly was because Fang Yifan posted the good news in his circle of friends.
Chen Tao irresponsibly guessed:
"He probably won't be able to go to Beijing Dance Academy because his major is not ranked high. There are two schools, Nanjing Arts School and Sichuan Music School, that have hope. Let's see how he chooses!"
***
Two days later.
While she was happy, Tong Wenjie also discovered a problem. That is, her precious son may have to leave the capital and go to college elsewhere.
She couldn't accept this.
In addition to not wanting Fang Yifan to be too far away from him, he was also worried about the future development of him and Yingzi.
Because in this way, even if Fang Yifan and Yingzi are in a relationship, they will still have to go through the test of long-distance relationships, and problems can easily arise.
But there is no way.
Fang Yifan had to go to college.
Otherwise there would be no possibility at all.
"Sichuan Music or Nanyi? Fanfan, please think carefully. Tell me when you have considered it."
Tong Wenjie opened the website for filling out the application form, and after her son made his decision, she filled in the form for him.
Fang Yifan struggled for a while and finally made up his mind.
"Mom, I want to go to Sichuan Sound."
Fang Yifan wanted to go to Shuzhong more than Jinling, where he had no acquaintances.
There were people he knew and some unforgettable things there.
Tong Wenjie nodded and sighed while operating the mouse:
"You kid, why can't you stop arguing and do better in the exam? If you can get into Beijing Dance Theater or Chinese Opera, you won't have to go to school in other places and worry me and your dad."
Fang Yifan said depressedly: "Mom, what you said... If I can live up to my expectations, why don't I go to Tsinghua University, Peking University, Harvard and Yale? I only have this level, and I even performed beyond normal. There is really nothing I can do The test is better!"
Tong Wenjie joked: "How about you try to repeat the study for another year?"
Fang Yifan quickly refused: "Even if I didn't go to school and went to a factory to make screws, I would never repeat it! If I had to do this all-day review day again, I would definitely want to die!"
Tong Wenjie laughed and scolded: "What are you talking about, life or death? You can't talk nonsense like that? Don't say it again in the future!"
Then he tentatively said: "Fanfan, you are considered an adult now. After you go to college, you can get a girlfriend early... You and that Huang Zhitao..."
Fang Yifan shook his head and sighed: "Tao Zi has a boyfriend now, so I'm definitely out of luck."
Tong Wenjie smiled and said, "That's because she has a bad taste...and you have a bad taste too."
"Do I have a bad taste?"
Although it felt strange to discuss this topic with his mother, Fang Yifan couldn't help but said curiously:
"Tao Zi is such a good girl. It's so normal for me to like her. How can you say I have bad taste?"
Tong Wenjie imparted experience: "If you fall in love with a girl who doesn't like you, how can your taste be any better? If you ask me, there was something wrong with your original choice. You should have chosen Yingzi, not this Huang Zhitao."
"Choose Yingzi?"
Fang Yifan shook his head and said: "I don't have any feelings for Yingzi, so why choose her? Besides, she doesn't like me either."
Tong Wenjie frowned and said, "Yingzi doesn't like you? When did she say she didn't like you?"
Fang Yifan was unhappy: "I made a joke last time, and she misunderstood me. She thought I couldn't catch Tao Zi, so I thought of her, thinking I thought she was inferior to Tao Zi... So she felt very angry. This lasted for a long time. Ignore me."
Tong Wenjie opened her mouth, feeling a little caught off guard... Was it her own wishful thinking all along?
Also, why is this Fang Yifan so stupid? !