Chapter 27: grandstanding unfilial son 6
Gao Junxin announced the decision to let all school-age children go to school at dinner time, which was collectively opposed by the children.
"If you don't go, I won't!" Ah Hu's objection was the strongest.
There are also many people in their village who changed their destiny by studying the college entrance examination, but in the end everyone understood that the school is a money-sucking pit. The compulsory education stage is okay, and I can still persist through gritted teeth. No one can afford the various expenses of high school. I haven't read it for nine years, and the money I spent in front of it has been completely wasted. In the end, it is time to get married, and to farm the land. It's not as good as if you didn't study in the first place.
Having seen too many tragedies, studying in Ah Hu's little head is not as good as farming, and farming is not as good as singing.
Singing can make money, and he also likes singing!
Besides, he is already 10 years old, and he is about to turn 11. Others are in fifth grade. He started from the first grade with a group of dolls, which is shameful!
"That's right!" Zheng Huan said happily: "Senior brother, we all know the words, and we have learned from the masters before. You can also settle accounts, why do you still need to study?"
Isn't reading just literacy and arithmetic? Sitting in class is a day, she can do all this, and learning it again is a waste of time.
Sichuan Opera has five tunes: Gaoqiang, Kunqiang, Huqin, Tanxi, and Lantern opera, each with its own tunes. The number of music cards adds up to four or five hundred, and the music cards are different for different instruments. She hasn't fully grasped the hundreds of commonly used ones, so how can she have time to study?
The troupe cannot sing without gongs, drums and huqin. That old man Zhou Yuanfu thought at first that he couldn't play without his Tianxi class.
Zheng Huanxi proved her wrong, she remembered all the songs, and she remembered what the master taught in Tianxi class.
She's just not proficient, so as an accompaniment, she has to stand up as quickly as possible.
The two slightly older leaders objected, and the little radish head below just shook his head and said nothing to go to school.
"I asked you to study for the future development of Tianxi Class." Gao Junxin explained patiently: "Think about it, if Tianxi Class is really popular in the future, I need an accountant to be responsible for financial and tax issues, and a legal advisor to be responsible for legal issues. If the troupe is fortunate enough to grow up, it will also need special personnel to be responsible for marketing and dealing with the media. All these tasks need cultural people to do, but hiring outsiders is expensive and worrying. Everyone should learn more while they are young, and then they will work together in the future. Is it bad to work together to manage the Tianxi class?"
Gao Junxin's words are true. If the stall grows, there will be more things to worry about in the future, and all kinds of talents will be needed. But it's too early to say this, and it's more to fool the children and let them go to school with peace of mind.
Why do you want to study, because the future of singing Sichuan Opera is really hard to say.
He can get into it with his own mind, and he can sing like this for the rest of his life regardless of it. But if Tianxi Class is not well managed, what will the children do? Drink the Northwest Wind with him?
Boys, in particular, lost their positions a little bit bigger. What should I do after a chorus scene with a sore throat?
Sending them to study will give them more choices and guarantee their future life.
Gao Junxin gave full play to his eloquence, and the little radishes kept nodding, apparently convinced.
Of course, you can take care of your own troupe before you can rest assured. Senior brothers are too busy, so I can rely on them. As a result, a strong sense of responsibility emerged, and everyone was determined to study for the future of the troupe. There is not only no rejection of going to school, but a trace of expectation.
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The start of school registration is a matter of this month, and Gao Junxin has been keeping in touch with Zhou Yuanfu.
I text Zhou Yuanfu every day to say hello.
The weather was hot to persuade him to escape the heat and remind him to pay attention to blood pressure and control blood sugar.
Isn't he going to accuse him of unfilial piety on the radio? He was a considerate and filial son.
Every three to five, Gao Junxin went to Zhou Yuanfu's unit and dormitory to visit him with fruits and health products. By the way, I visited Zhou Yuanfu's colleagues and neighbors, and occasionally sang with them, and established a relationship with the old people as quickly as possible.
Gao Junxin greets people with a smile, treats people warmly, and respects Zhou Yuanfu even more. Others only thought that he was a prodigal son and knew how to be filial to his old father.
Almost everyone in the Sichuan Opera Academy likes Gao Junxin, even Zhou Yuanfu's superiors are no exception.
If Zhou Yuanfu said a word of Gao Junxin behind his back, he would be called too harsh by his old friends, and he would be ridiculed that he was in the midst of blessings and did not know his blessings.
Not only did his colleagues and neighbors not understand him, but even Yunmeng, who has always been considerate, felt that he had a problem.
Zhou Yuanfu's whole person is not well, and his blood pressure rises because he is really angry.
These days were not easy, he really had to kneel and beg Gao Junxin to stop bothering him.
It was finally the day of the school registration. On the first night, Zhou Yuanfu prepared all the materials, specially asked for leave and ran to the school gate to line up, and finally successfully registered.
When he handed the admission notice to Gao Junxin, he thought that Gao Junxin could finally stop.
Gao Junxin's greeting text message was not interrupted, and one came every three to five, which made him nervous.
"This is a life-threatening text message!" Zhou Yuanfu didn't dare to block people now, he was afraid that Gao Junxin would come to him directly.
Zhou Yuanfu began to indulge in burning incense and worshipping Buddha, begging God to bless him.
He hoped that the gods and Buddhas would appear and collect the debt collectors soon, but he really couldn't stand it.
Zhou Yuanfu was not happy, Gao Junxin was happy.
What can be prevented is prevented first.
When everyone thinks he is a good model son, does Zhou Yuanfu still have the face to go to the media to slander him?
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When the school started in September, the seven children in the family changed into new clothes and went to school with schoolbags on their backs.
The school is a little far from home, so Gao Junxin bought a second-hand van to take the children to school.
The little radishes walked into the campus happily, but when Gao Junxin returned home, he found that people from the police station, the street, the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the Taxation Bureau all came to the door.
These people appeared not long after Gao Junxin left, scaring Lancao and Cheng Fulin so much that they didn't dare to say a word.
Greeting everyone to sit on the unrenovated first floor to rest, everyone waited for Gao Junxin to come back.
The police took the lead in checking their household registration and identity documents.
Tianxi Class was reported to be illegal households, school-age children violated the nine-year compulsory education regulations by not going to school, operating without a license, and tax evasion and other problems.
All kinds of accusations came, and the posture was to make Gao Junxin and Tianxiban unable to survive.
However, Gao Jun's heart has been prepared for a long time, and the problems of household registration and school have been completely solved.
There is also a business license. As for why they couldn't find it, because they were actually running a teahouse, and the operator's name was Zhou Yuanfu, not Gao Junxin.
At that time, Gao Junxin was still a minor, so he paid 5,000 yuan to Zhou Yuanfu to get him to agree to help with the business license.
"The business accounts are here, you can check. If you have any questions, you can contact my father." Gao Jun said.
Two hours later, Zhou Yuanfu's phone call came, with a crying roar that made people laugh.
"I'll give you the money back, I'll give it back to you!" Zhou Yuanfu decisively transferred the five thousand yuan to Gao Junxin, "Don't cause me any more trouble, okay?"
He lost his face when the tax office staff came to the door.
"Dad, just let them check. We're sitting upright, so what's there to worry about." Gao Junxin smiled secretly.
Zhou Yuanfu didn't speak, didn't dare to speak, and hung up decisively.
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After the report failed, Old Man Zhang stopped a lot and stopped moving.
Half a month later, the case of Zhang Huilan hiring a murderer to wound a person was officially opened for trial. Zhang Huilan, together with "Sun Qingdong", was put on trial collectively.
Old man Zhang hired the best lawyer to protect his daughter, but how can a case with solid evidence be turned over?
Gao Junxin testified in court. He not only stated the situation on the day of the crime, but also proved that the Zhang family had no remorse and never even apologized.
The lawyer told the old man Zhang that the situation was not good.
During the special campaign against gangsters and evil, Zhang Huilan hired murderers to hurt people and organized gang crimes, which had a bad impact on society. Imprisonment is certain, maybe more than three years.
Old man Zhang regretted it, he shouldn't be careful to save money. Those tricks used to be very clever, but this time he encountered a clever ghost!
"I apologize, I am willing to compensate! We all agree to the demands of Gao Junxin's petition." Old Man Zhang admitted defeat.
He really should have honestly lost money before the trial and begged Gao Junxin to forgive him.
It hurts to take out the money, but his heart aches for his daughter to stay in jail for one more day.
Zhang Huilan was finally sentenced to three years in prison, and Gao Junxin received compensation to withdraw the civil lawsuit.
The old man Zhang paid the compensation with a dark face. The 1 million bait that originally wanted to lure Gao Junxin into the trap is now offered willingly.
"Senior brother, why did you forgive her? It's only been three years since she was cheap." Cheng Fulin didn't quite understand.
Zhang Huilan should be imprisoned for life.
"Legal, I'm only slightly injured. There is little hope that the sentence will exceed three years." Gao Junxin is very satisfied with the result.
He was very happy with the compensation.
As for the old man Zhang who kept digging traps for them during this period of time, he has returned to him in his own way.
An anonymous report letter has been sent, and it depends on whether the agencies can take action.
If he operates legally and honestly, nothing will happen. If there is something irregular or even unclean, it can only be said that Skynet is sparse and not leaking.
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After the case was over, Gao Junxin posted on Weibo to explain the recent situation and announced the return of the crowdfunding funds.
If you get legal compensation yourself, this amount of money is enough to support the operation of a theatre troupe, so you don't have to spend money.
Gao Junxin's attitude is sincere and the refund is neat. After the arrangement of the platform, the money will be returned to the benevolent person who donated it at the fastest speed.
[Refund received. I hope my little brother and Tianxi class will get better and better. 】
[I have donated to many people, only the little brother refunded the money after he had money. 】
[The little doll is real. 】
[Actually, if you don’t need to retire, you should support traditional art. 】
[Come on, boy. I've seen Tianxi Ban's performances, and I've watched it several times. The kids are small but all great. Traditional art needs to be carried forward by young people, and you are the hope of such art. I hope that Tianxi Ban will continue to sing, and the old man will definitely support it. 】
[I like Xiao Gao's performance very much. I hope you don't give up, keep going! If you have any difficulties, go to the forum to find us and tell us that we can help. 】
【How long can you play? The old man is 76 years old this year. I'm afraid he can't wait for too long and can't walk anymore. 】
There are a lot of messages, and Gao Junxin feels warm when he sees it, but a little sentimental.
Among the audience of Sichuan Opera, the old people are the main force. There are quite a few in their 50s and 60s, but there are very few middle-aged and young people, and there are basically no teenagers.
Gao Junxin originally planned to take a year off to earn enough money and wait for the children to adapt to study and life before starting the show. But the audience is too old to wait so long.
Young audiences are not cultivated, but old ones are disappearing every day.
He really doesn't have that much time to waste.
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The scumbag will be **** to death sooner or later, he deserves it
Thank you to the little angel who voted for the king or irrigated the nutrient solution for me
Thanks to the little angel who cast [landmine]: 1 Fei Chi;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!