How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 29 Blessing
Zhang Wen and Gao Yue discussed the starting time and soon decided on the second day after the special training class ended.

The reason why the two of them were able to reach an agreement so quickly was naturally because they each had their own little thoughts hidden in it.

Zhang Wen was worried that the woman would change her mind and lose this high-paying job.

Gao Yue was worried that the man would run away and she would not be able to get back the 30,000 yuan tuition fee.

In fact, for her, 30,000 yuan is not a lot of money, just a bag. What is important is her reputation and her job.

An artist manager's main job is to secure the artist's interests. If others knew she had been scammed by an arts exam training program, which artist would dare to hand over their work to her in the future? Wouldn't she be laughed out loud by her peers?
It’s embarrassing just thinking about it.

……

In the next few days, Zhang Wen continued to take the students out for practice.

Sometimes I go to a restaurant to serve dishes to exercise my perseverance; sometimes I work as a housekeeper and clean to exercise my observation skills; the most tiring day is when I go to the wholesale market to unload goods to exercise my physical strength.

However, Gao Yue never appeared again, as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth. Even Qiao Shuxin went to and from school alone.

When there were only two days left in the special training course, Zhang Wen began to take the students to watch plays. The first day was a classic drama, and the second day was a comedy drama.

He didn't understand acting and couldn't teach it, so he could only let the students learn on their own through two days of drama appreciation.

"Teacher Zhang, today's drama is really wonderful."

"Yes, there are many celebrities, and this is the first time I've seen celebrities perform in a play."

After coming out of the theater, the students chattered non-stop. Although the drama had ended, their excitement had not subsided and they were extremely thrilled.

"Teacher, I've wanted to see this show for a long time, but unfortunately the tickets are in such high demand that I haven't been able to get one. How did you get ten tickets at once?" Qiao Shuxin asked curiously.

She was a native of Beijing, so she naturally knew how popular the tickets for the plays starring these big stars were.

"I bought it from an acquaintance." Zhang Wen said lightly, but he felt very sad inside.

He bought this from a scalper and paid a lot of extra money at the time.

Tomorrow is the school entrance examination for Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Opera, and this is all he can help with.

It was noon.

Zhang Wen did not take the students out for a big meal like he did a few days ago. Instead, he found an ordinary noodle shop and ordered a bowl of fried noodles with soybean paste for each of them.

"As the old saying goes, you get dumplings when you get on the bus and noodles when you get off. Today is the last day of the special training class. I wish you all good luck on your art exams. I hope you'll be able to board a spaceship and travel the starry sky after you get off this little car of mine. Also, I've had a lot of fun spending time with you. You're the best class of students I've ever taught. Come on, cheers."

After Zhang Wen finished speaking, he raised the Beibingyang soda in his hand with a relieved smile on his face.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the smiles on the students' faces disappeared at this moment, replaced by deep reluctance.

Last day?
Yes, time flies so fast that no one realizes that the art exam is tomorrow.

They only knew that every day recently had been extremely fulfilling. During the day, they took social practice and meditation classes with Teacher Zhang, and at night they practiced basic skills and then fell asleep, not even having time to dream.

However, when recalling every detail of these days, it feels like a dream, because compared with their lives over the past ten years, these days seemed too unreal.

Zhang Wen looked at the unresponsive students and couldn't help but ask, "Why, knowing that the special training is about to end, you're not even willing to clink glasses with me?"

"Teacher, it's not like that."

Qiao Shuxin quickly picked up the Beibingyang soda in front of her, with a bit of sadness in her expression, "We don't want to toast with you, we just feel very reluctant to leave."

"Ok!"

Others nodded.

"Ding!"

The bottles collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Zhang Wen raised his head and took a sip, then smacked his lips and said with a smile, "Although there is no banquet that will last forever, we can still make another appointment after the banquet is over.

"Ok?"

Everyone looked over in confusion.

Zhang Wen continued calmly, "As long as you can get into the Beijing Film Academy or the Huaxi Opera, we'll live in the same city from now on. Eating together won't be a big deal, just a matter of sending WeChat messages. This is a great opportunity for you to treat me to a meal."

When the students heard this, they all laughed at the same time.

"Teacher, if we encounter any problems in the future, can we still come to you?" Han Zhixue asked with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Yes, of course." Zhang Wen answered straightforwardly.

If these people can be admitted to Beijing Film Academy or Huaxi Opera Academy, they will at least become small stars in the future. If a star contacts him, won't it be easy to recruit students in the future?
"Thank you, teacher." Han Zhixue breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on her face.

Zhang Wen took the chopsticks and pointed at the noodles on the table and said, "Alright, eat the noodles quickly. If it's not enough, add more. Remember to eat more noodles with soybean paste. Then your performance tomorrow will be explosive."

Hearing this, the nine students stopped talking, lowered their heads and ate voraciously, fearing that they would be outdone by others.

After eating the noodles, Zhang Wen took the students back to the training center, and the first thing they did after entering the classroom was to meditate.

Today's meditation is slightly different from the previous ones. He wants to eliminate all the negative personality derivatives in the students so that they can face tomorrow's art exam in the best condition.

After the first nine days of beatings, the negative personality derivatives have shrunk from the size of a fist to the size of a fingernail, and cannot even be found without careful observation.

After the students entered a meditative state, Zhang Wen summoned the Discipline Ruler and hit a worry spirit ten times in a row.

Because it was so small, he was very careful when whipping it, for fear of missing it.

The worry essence became smaller and smaller, and after the fourth ten consecutive draws, it disappeared with a "pop" like a bubble exploding.

Just as Zhang Wen was walking towards the next student, he suddenly heard the voice of his great-grandfather coming from Wenqu Pagoda.

"Successfully kill a primary monster and receive the 'Star God's Blessing' reward once. From now on, you can receive this reward once for every 1 primary monsters you kill."

Zhang Wen was still wondering what the "Star God's Blessing" was when he saw a golden turntable suddenly appear above his great-grandfather's head.

There is a pointer and twelve grids inside the turntable. It looks like the lottery turntable used in supermarket store celebrations, and the number "1" is displayed on the pointer.

Zhang Wen reached out and touched the stubble on his chin, thinking: Great-grandfather really knows how to have fun.

He came to his great-grandfather, but the turntable was suspended a little too high for him to even touch with his feet.

At this time, he thought of the name of the reward, so he tried to shout "Star God's Blessing".

The next moment, the golden pointer began to spin wildly like a fan.

Zhang Wen's eyes also began to flash with golden light, full of anticipation.

Magical weapon? Gem?
Little fairies are also fine.

Isn’t this request too much?
As the rotation gradually slows down, the pointer finally points to the three o'clock position.

A golden light flashed, and two words appeared on the grid: song.

Before Zhang Wen could react, a song sheet with lyrics and music suddenly popped up in his mind.

"???"

Zhang Wen was completely confused.

Just now there was the blessing and the turntable. It was such a big ceremony, but in the end, the reward was only one song?

Are you playing? Are you making trouble?
Where's my little fairy?

Is great-grandfather planning to let him sing and rap by himself?
Or maybe it was because my great-grandfather was too lonely in the Wenqu Pagoda and wanted to hear him sing?

Great-grandfather, isn't such a simple request just a word from you? It doesn't matter if you sing a different song every day, why waste a precious chance to win the lottery?

Alas, great-grandfather, you underestimate the filial piety of the younger generation.

Just when Zhang Wen was feeling lost, he suddenly thought of something.

Although most of the students only have one primary monster, Qiao Shuxin, Jiang Guanlin and Chen Mingyue have two monsters.

In other words, in addition to the monster he just destroyed, there are 11 more monsters waiting for him.

Great-grandfather said it very clearly just now. From now on, every time he kills 10 primary monsters, he can get the blessing of the Star God once. In other words, if he eliminates all the monsters in other students, he can get another reward.

Thinking of this, the depression in my heart disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by full of strength.

Pump! Originally, Zhang Wen's movements were neither hurried nor slow. After all, he had an hour of meditation, which was enough for him to eliminate all the monsters. But now, in order to obtain the reward of the Star God's blessing again, his whole body seemed to be installed with an accelerator. His movements were so fast that afterimages appeared.

Sweat appeared on his face, as if he was being hit by raindrops, one drop after another, so dense that it was impossible to tell.

In less than twenty minutes, 10 monsters were eliminated.

Great grandfather's voice sounded again.

"Successfully kill 10 primary spirits and receive the 'Star God's Blessing' reward once."

Zhang Wen couldn't wait to come to the Wenqu Tower and shouted loudly: "May the Star God bless you."

The golden pointer turned again, and Zhang Wen's fingers also turned with the pointer. Because the speed was too fast, he almost shook his hands. He secretly prayed in his heart that it would not point to the three o'clock direction.

After a while, the hands stopped and finally pointed to six o'clock.

A golden light flashed, and four words appeared on the grid: Keep working hard!

"..."

Zhang Wen blinked and became depressed.

Is the fairy world so down-to-earth?

Even the unscrupulous businessmen are so good at it?
Shouldn't the Immortal Realm be a pure world? Why would such hypocrisy be allowed to exist?
Zhang Wen couldn't help but look at the statue of his great-grandfather.

Great grandfather, you can’t afford to play tricks on unscrupulous businessmen. Can you also... Forget it, you figure it out yourself.

Zhang Wen exited the Wenqu Tower, sat on a chair and rested for a while. He massaged his sore arms before he set out to eliminate the last monster.

Soon, the meditation class ended.

"Everyone, take a ten-minute break, and then perform your talents again, just like on the first day, so I can see how you are doing now." Zhang Wen said to the students, then set up the stand, turned on his mobile phone, and prepared to record.

He wanted to see what changes the trainees had experienced after ten days of special training... or more precisely, after getting rid of the negative personality derivatives.

Self-introduction, reading, talent show...

It’s still exactly the same content, and it’s also the performance that the students have been preparing for a long time for the art exam.

However, as Zhang Wen looked at it, his expression became serious, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Strange, why hasn't anything changed?

If his gaze could be expressed with a punctuation mark, it would definitely be a question mark.

The symptoms are the same whether or not there are negative personality derivatives, so what is the point of eliminating them?
Beating your kids on a rainy day, are you free?
What negative personality derivatives? Just call them trash. It makes no difference whether you have them or not.

Zhang Wen cursed inwardly. When the performance was over, he eagerly looked at the nine students and asked, "Did you feel any changes in yourselves during the performance just now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while someone spoke.

"Teacher, I feel more confident, and I feel full of strength when I dance." Han Zhixue said.

"Yeah, I feel the same way." Wang Jiayi nodded in agreement.

Zhang Wen remained silent after hearing this. This was not the answer he wanted to hear.

After thinking for a few minutes, he stood up and walked out of the classroom. When he was about to leave, he said, "You guys take a rest here. I'll be back soon."

"..."

The students looked at each other in confusion.

"What's wrong with you, teacher? You look a little abnormal." Zhou Lingyi said in a low voice.

"I don't know, he doesn't seem very happy." Sun Meng said.

"Did I say something wrong just now?" Han Zhixue felt a little guilty.

"I don't think so. Teacher Zhang is not the kind of person who gets angry because of a single sentence. I think there must be something wrong with our previous performance." He Xingyi said after thinking for a while.

When the others heard this, their hearts immediately rose to their throats.

The art exam is tomorrow. If something goes wrong today, how will I face the exam tomorrow?

For a moment, everyone was silent, waiting quietly for Teacher Zhang to come back.

Zhang Wen returned to the office, turned on the computer on his desk, and played the performance video he had copied to it. At the same time, he found the video he had just recorded on his mobile phone and compared the two together.

Gradually, the tense expression relaxed and a smile appeared on his face.

Who said there is no change?
Isn’t this change obvious?
Zhang Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, the previous worries were completely unnecessary. That was because we suffered from being outsiders and could not see the changes in the students. But now with the comparison, the changes are obvious at a glance.

He opened the video editing software on his computer and imported the two videos into it.

He can't know this change alone.

As time passed, the gate of the training center was already filled with parents.

They kept looking down at their watches, with a look of confusion on their faces.

Didn't they say get out of class ends at 5:00? It's already 5:10, why aren't the kids around yet?
Could it be because there is an art exam tomorrow and the teacher has something special to tell him?

After a few minutes, the door finally opened, but there were only teachers, no students.

"I'm sorry, parents, I've kept you waiting. Something happened just now that delayed me for a while. Please follow me to the classroom."

After Zhang Wen finished speaking, he turned and walked upstairs.

The parents hurried to catch up, but their eyes revealed confusion.

what's the situation?
Is the child injured?

When everyone arrived at the classroom, they found their children at a glance. However, seeing that they were standing at attention with their heads held high and their chests held high, they did not look like they were injured.

Like the parents, the students’ eyes were filled with confusion when they saw their parents.

Zhang Wen stood in front, looking at the parents and students and said, "First of all, thank you all for your trust in me and for entrusting your children to me. Today is the last day of the special training class, so I would like to ask you to take a look at the changes in your children during this period."

After hearing this, everyone immediately became interested.

Even the students themselves became serious, with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Zhang Wen turned on the projector, and the video he had just edited immediately appeared on the screen.

The entire picture is divided into two parts, the left part says the first day and the right part says the tenth day. The changes in the students over the ten days are clear at a glance.

For a moment, the classroom was silent, and everyone's eyes were on the video.

Even if it's not my own child, I still want to see what the difference is.

The half-hour video ended quickly, but the parents seemed to be still unsatisfied and not satisfied.

Zhang Wen turned off the projector, looked at the parents, and asked, "Are you all satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied!" Mother Zhou said happily, as if she had forgotten the unpleasant experience when she came to refund the money before.

"Teacher Zhang, you are amazing. You can make such obvious changes in the children in just ten days. You are worthy of being a famous teacher!" Dad Sun gave a thumbs up.

Other parents also echoed this at this time.

There are nine comparison videos. Even if you can't see the difference in one of them, you will be able to see some differences after watching all nine.

What's more, as a parent, I have accompanied my children to many training classes over the years. Even if I can't explain it as clearly as a teacher, I can still tell what is good and what is bad.

It is obvious that after ten days of special training, the child looks much more confident and generous, his movements are more relaxed, and he is more engaged.

All of this may sound simple, but it is not an easy task to do it well, let alone to complete it in just ten days.

He is indeed a famous teacher, amazing!

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