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873 life goals

After Fang Yifan returned from Fujian, he became curious about the poor people in China. He usually used the game time outside of study to search for information on the Internet.

If you don’t check, you won’t know. If you check, you will be shocked.

According to authoritative media surveys, domestic monthly income is less than 1,000 yuan, accounting for 38% of the total population, 560 million people.

The monthly income is between 1,000 yuan and 2,000 yuan, accounting for 23%, 310 million people.

The monthly income is between 2,000-5,000, accounting for 27%, 380 million people.

In other words, 90% of people in China have an income of less than 5,000 yuan.

After seeing these data, Fang Yifan realized that the life he usually leads is something that most people dare not even think about.

The tutoring fee for just one class may be someone else’s net income for a month.

Therefore, Fang Yifan cherishes the time for making up lessons these days and never dares to skip work. He always feels that he is wasting the money for making up lessons and is simply unconscionable.

At the same time, he also thought of what his father once said to him.

"I heard it. He said it every day in those days, and your ears are getting numb." Yu Jihuan imitated Qiao Yingzi's tone and said funnyly:

Huang Zhitao said happily: "Has your father set a time for his return?"

While the two were tugging, Tao Zi and Yu Jihuan walked out of the room. When they saw the two children tugging, their faces turned pale.

Tao Zi looked a bit evil, but he still said to Ji Yangyang: "Yingzi, you are doing this for him. If he wants to eat potato chips, you go back and fry them for him at home. The potato chips inside are full of MSG seasoning."

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Qiao Yingzi became angry and raised her hand to teach her son: "Huang Zhitao is going to die! I dare to imitate your words."

"What are you playing for?" Tao Zi said happily, "What time of the year is it? It's a full year before the college entrance examination, and he doesn't have the heart to play yet."

Qiao Yingzi said with a smile: "His cousin's transfer to another school was not handled well. We all bought the air tickets."

"Don't." Huang Zhitao said easily: "It's fine without Uncle Qiao, he needs to make a trip!"

When Qiao Yingzi saw her best friend scolding her man, she always felt that she had to show some respect and said to her son Huang Zhitao: "He used to give you more potato chips."

Huang Zhitao was also a loyal person and immediately said: "Aunt Song, you are the one who ate those potato chips. Yingzi ate even one."

Yu Jihuan moved to avoid her mother's "poisonous hand" and quickly ran out of the room with her schoolbag.

"You want to help us? But you also know that you helped us." Yu Jihuan sighed:

From now on, Huang Zhitao will laugh and laugh all day long, and besides reading comics and playing games, she will do anything that interests her.

"Is he younger than you?" Huang Zhitao said thoughtfully.

Qiao Yingzi felt warm in her heart when she saw that her son was so sensible and felt sorry for her.

By chance, Tao Zi saw the half bag of potato chips left under the desk and immediately accused the man:

Ji Yangyang trembled all over and hurriedly explained: "Mom, you ate it. Huang Zhitao ate the potato chips."

Qiao Yingzi rolled her eyes at her son and said, "Uncle Qiao didn't tell me when he would take him to test this absolute pitch?"

Ji Yangyang saw that he was used to Huang Zhitao's behavior and mocked: "Fang Yifan is much more handsome than him. The bad boys outside the class have a crush on me. Even Yu Ji hates me!"

"That's too bad." Huang Zhitao said happily.

Huang Zhitao said angrily: "You are the recognized school hunk of your grade!"

Ji Yangyang held his head high and said solemnly: "You know."

"Is he hiding nothing from you?" Qiao Yingzi asked strangely.

"Yingzi, are you telling him not to eat junk food? He has a sensitive trachea and coughs when he eats potato chips. It won't affect his studies!"

Huang Zhitao nodded and said: "Looking back now, your childhood was happier than anyone else's. No wonder your father often said that he protected you too badly."

Qiao Yingzi knows her son very well. As soon as I stick my butt out, I know what shit I am going to poop.

Huang Zhitao's changes during that period were unseen by all. I only had a small change in my attitude toward learning, and even my personality didn't change at all.

"I thought about it for several days before I realized that I have no talents. I really don't know what I can do in the future? Yingzi, what do you want to do in the future?"

"You are so beautiful. She really has no perfect sense of pitch. She will be very suitable for learning vocal music. There will be a small chance of becoming a star in the future."

"You asked your dad when you came here, and I said the only thing you can do now is not to study badly or fail to achieve anything in the future, but to give back to society."

How sensible!

Huang Zhitao said honestly: "Wait until Uncle Qiao's friend returns to the capital!"

"You are the same." Ji Yangyang said: "Uncle Fang, we have always had no requirements for him."

"Your dad took you to Fujian that time, and he went to many impoverished areas. When you saw these children who were older than you, shouldering the burden of the family, you were so heartbroken!" Huang Zhitao said sadly.

"My dad once asked me what I want to do in the future and what I can do?" Fang Yifan said to Qiao Yingzi with a serious face:

"Your father once said that you should first find your future direction and then work hard for it." Yu Jihuan said seriously:

"Really?" Huang Zhitao said with a guilty conscience.

"He wants to help these children?" Yu Jihuan asked.

"You had been thinking about it for a long time in those days, really thinking about what you were good at or what you wanted to do in the future, until Auntie Dameng said that you might not have absolute pitch."

Everyone knows that Huang Zhitao hates Tong Wenjie, but Tong Wenjie hates Fang Yifan. Only you bad best friends know that.

Qiao Yingzi said modestly: "When will Huang Zhitao be less sensible than Yingzi? This will be bad."

"What, Song Qian hates Fang Yifan." Huang Zhitao screamed strangely.

Ji Yangyang suddenly said: "No wonder he came back from Fujian and studied very little seriously."

"Fanfan is really sensible when he comes back from Fujian. Now he knows that he feels sorry for his mother." Tao Zi said with a smile.

Fang Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "You have already had your goals. Wang Yidi wants to get into Nortel and Song Qian wants to go to medical school. It turns out that you are the only one who has always been ignorant and knows what is said."

Seeing Huang Zhitao's demoralization, Ji Yangyang suddenly felt less distressed and comforted him: "Don't say that. After all, he is only a low-level person. It's unusual whether he has any goals."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huang Zhitao said with a smile: "Does he know Principal Gu? I admire her for becoming famous and making money, and then she went to many poor areas to do Hope Project and build schools. You will be me in the future

Such a star."

"Mom, he is so busy with work, so don't bother you with such big things. When your father comes back, let me accompany you!" Huang Zhitao's mind was spinning slowly, and he quickly thought of an excuse.

"Mom, you and Huang Zhitao are playing around."

"They are studying badly, what are they causing trouble?" Tao Zi immediately said happily.

Ji Yangyang added: "Celebrities have low visibility and little influence, so I want to use the power of stars to change these poor areas."

In those days, Huang Zhitao actually watched Xinwen Lianbo, and when she had no time to study, she would go offline to follow social news.

"Huang Zhitao, hurry up and pack your schoolbags. You go home. His father will bring his cousin back in two days, and you will pick him up at the airport together."

"You're talking nonsense, he shouldn't go to Song Qian." Ji Yangyang pulled Huang Zhitao and said.

Qiao Weidong gave many warnings to let Qiao Yingzi and Tao Zi know that it was Dameng who helped.

"Bah!" Ji Yangyang said disdainfully: "The school hunk in your grade is Fang Yifan, does it have nothing to do with him?"

"His heart is small enough." Yu Jihuan laughed and scolded: "Isn't he as handsome as Principal Gu?"

When Yu Jihuan saw her mother getting angry, she immediately let go of Huang Zhitao.

Huang Zhitao also knows that Yu Ji has no objection to Dameng. If you know it, she will pass the art exam.

"How could Song Qian beautify her? Fang Yifan, yes, you can ask her." Huang Zhitao sat there, wanting to go to Tong Wenjie and ask her to beautify her.

"His cousin just lost his mother, and his father wants me again. If you care about me, who will care about me?"

With a flick of Yu Ji's eyes, Ji Yangyang could remain as silent as a cicada.

Yu Jihuan knew how to comfort Huang Zhitao.

Ji Yangyang knew he had made a mistake and quickly covered his mouth.

Qiao Yingzi warned: "His cousin used to live with you. He has to take care of you. Do you hear me?"

The mother and son were playing and quarreling all the way, but it was very quiet, which made Ji Yangyang envious.

"When the time comes, you go with him and learn what the absolute sound is." Qiao Yingzi said worriedly.

When Yu Jihuan heard this, she thought it was true. Ji Yangyang was not following your mother on the surface, but secretly, the more Tao Zi asked you to do something, the more you wanted to do it!

Huang Zhitao was afraid of her mother, so she laughed and said, "Mom, you just eat a little bit from time to time."

Qiao Yingzi lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "I have already thought about it. In the future, I want to study astronomy. I am interested in the stars and the sea."

Ji Yangyang is not a quail in front of Tao Zi. You have nothing.

Huang Zhitao said excitedly: "Fang Yifan is nothing, he just doesn't have a lot of bad money!"


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