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Chapter 140

Running

Two days later, they went to school as usual. Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er walked into the classroom and were surrounded by classmates. Of course, Fang Yifan was mainly surrounded.

"Fang Yifan, you are popular, you are completely popular. The number of clicks on the video you sing has exceeded 50 million; the nickname "Hurry Run Brother", but then again, who did you call you to run that day?"

Wang Yidi asked first.

"Who else can it be? My cousin Lin Lei'er."

Fang Yifan only found out about it every other day when he was filmed as a short video and uploaded it to the Internet;

Considering that the girl's impact on going to the bar was not good, and Ji Yangyang's father's special work, Fang Yuan repeatedly told him that he and Lin Lei'er would go to the bar that day.

"This comment is quite interesting, saying that Fang Hou is like a king of singers."

"The main reason is this magical turning point. Fang Yifan was singing on stage one second, but the next second, he was pulled from the stage by his mother with her ears. It was so dramatic."

"It's still interesting, "The enemy has thirty seconds to go to the battlefield." Fang Hou, after returning, have you continued to be beaten by his mother?"

Even in this sprint class, Fang Yifan has many bad friends.

"Beat is kissing or scolding or love. My mother is loving me. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."

As the leading brother and the chief culprit, Fang Yifan pretended to be the most powerful and was beaten by the most violently; Fang Yuan and Lin Lei'er stopped him, otherwise with Tong Wenjie's personality, this violent beating would be inevitable.

"Fang Yifan, you seem to be still fleshed out; they know that you are a senior high school student at Chunfeng Middle School, and there are people who are calling you unemployed in your business."

"It's true that Fang Yifan, they also knew your name. Someone also issued a certificate saying that if you can get into the undergraduate degree, what's the point of his hand... Such a person must satisfy it."

There are always some people who are so idle on the Internet who like to do this, but Fang Yifan is not angry. After all, he is a mediocre person who is not jealous of others.

Dingling ring

Morning self-study bell rings

While the students were in morning self-study, they also talked about Fang Yifan in the office.

"Teacher Li, have you watched the video of Fang Yifan singing in your class? The number of clicks has exceeded 50 million."

"I read it. I really sang well, so I really deserve to beat it. A senior high school student didn't go home to summarize after the exam, but went to the bar to sing. It was a pity that he could do it."

The midterm exam results have come out, and Li Meng complained while counting the results.

“This guy should be a genius in the traditional sense, the kind of person who learns everything quickly;

I couldn't see it before. This time I spent a summer vacation. Like in martial arts novels, the masters who opened the Ren and Du meridians, my internal strength continued to grow, and this time I had full scores in English."

English teacher Zou Fangfang is a martial arts fan and commented very appropriately.

"I lost some scores in Chinese for 140, and I was really a bit perverted when I wrote and read comprehension."

Fang Yifan's Chinese test paper impressed Pan Shuai.

"The science comprehensive science is 290, 10 points higher than his cousin Lin Lei'er."

Physics teacher Shen Chong also joined in the fun.

"This is not counting the math score, but it is 580. How many did Mr. Li and Fang Yifan take the math test this time?"

The students teachers care about most are often these two: good grades, and they can do things; Fang Yifan used to be the latter, but now both are.

"He also scored perfectly in mathematics. He is not sure if he is the first in the district in this midterm exam, but he must be the first in the school."

Mathematics scores were the first to come out, and Li Meng had already paid attention to Fang Yifan's math scores.

"So his total score is 730. Isn't it good to take Tsinghua University and Peking University to take the exam? I just want to take the Central Academy of Fine Arts."

After the start of the senior year, every time the exam is over, the results are released; a teacher always sighs that it is a pity that Fang Yifan will be an art student.

"Everyone has his own fate, and it's nothing bad to be an art student. Fang Yifan had a painting on display at the China Art Museum some time ago and was finally bought. Can you guess how much did he sell it?"

Huang Zhitao told Pan Shuai about this; she joked about her uncle who licked her dog, and that others had a crush on her in the end, so he was different. At least there were two paintings that could make a fortune.

"How much has it been sold? It should be tens of thousands of yuan to be exhibited in the art gallery."

Don’t think that teachers don’t eat grains and cereals. Teachers are just a profession. When it comes to money, everyone becomes curious.

"After 500,000, I didn't expect that we worked hard for a year, but he did not earn as much as he could draw a painting."

Pan Shuai said this with a little self-deprecating; his income was actually pretty good. In addition to being a Chinese teacher at school, he also worked as a part-time job at Liu Zheng, but his annual income was only over 500,000 yuan.

"A painting is sold for 500,000 yuan. Fang Yifan is already a great painter before he was admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts?"

"This doesn't mean that you must be a painter from a Academy of Fine Arts. I've seen Fang Yifan's paintings, and they are really good."

Seeing that someone questioned Fang Yifan, Li Meng defended him.

" Speaking of this, Teacher Li, Fang Yifan gave you a portrait when school started; you must save the painting well, maybe it will be worth a lot of money in the future."

Pan Shuai knew how much it would cost to draw a portrait of Fang Yifan now, and he also took this opportunity to remind Li Meng.

"I preserved the painting that Fang Yifan gave me very well, but it has nothing to do with whether it is worth it or not. It is a student's affirmation of me;

It’s Teacher Pan. I heard that you bought paintings from him at the beginning of school. You are the one who knows the wise and you have made a lot of money now.”

Li Meng is a bit of a workaholic. He is not a lie in Pan Shuai's concern, and he is even a little bored.

"I'm not trying to make money, I'm doing it for... to encourage him."

Pan Shuai still did not tell everyone about the real reason why he asked Fang Yifan to draw.

………

"Yingzi, after you went back the day before yesterday, your mother didn't scold you, right?"

As soon as the morning self-study was over, Fang Yifan came to Qiao Yingzi and asked.

"I didn't scold me until I scolded me, but I told me to stay away from you. After all, we are different, run away."

Seeing that Qiao Yingzi was still intent on joking with him, Fang Yifan knew that she was fine.

"Yingzi, after I got home that day, my cousin was worried that Aunt Song would scold you; you didn't reply to send you a message, he wanted to see you, but my aunt stopped him."

Lin Lei'er also came over and also helped Fang Yifan with a good assist.

"I drank a little too much that day, and I went to bed as soon as I got home, and I didn't get up until noon the next day."

Qiao Yingzi explained.

"Oh, I shouldn't have let you drink at that time."

Fang Yifan is very skilled and brave, dares to take people out for trouble, and has the ability to take them out of their way;

But the problem is that adults don’t know; he was complained about Tong Wenjie for this matter.

"Okay, don't worry, that place is actually quite fun. I will definitely go there again when the college entrance examination is over."

The more you are a good baby is suppressed by his parents, the more he desires freedom and likes to vent. Qiao Yingzi is in this state.
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