Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 11 To live a few more years for myself.

Han Fei still took notes carefully during class, recording the key points drawn by the teacher. For a scumbag, it is unrealistic to understand all the knowledge points. He can only overcome problems selectively. Han Fei chooses In order to trust the teacher, after all, for the students, the teacher must study the test questions more thoroughly, especially the teachers of key high schools.

Seeing that Han Fei didn't seem to be affected by the betting incident at all, Li Yanan couldn't help being a little puzzled. Could it be that he is so sure that he will pass the exam?It shouldn't be, even Shen Weiwei dare not say that she will definitely pass the exam?Why is he?

Shen Weiwei was also wondering, yes, why is Han Fei doing this?Could it be that his family is really connected to recommend him to art school?Impossible?She knows exactly what's going on at Han Fei's house, okay, this is what Han Fei said himself.

After school in the afternoon, Han Fei put his schoolbag on his back and went out of the school all the way. Hearing footsteps behind him, he paused for a moment, turned around, and it was indeed Li Yanan.

The two didn't say anything, and rushed to the subway station one after the other.

In the sound of the rumbling subway, Li Yanan suddenly asked: "What is your admission ticket number?"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing." Li Yanan shrank back slightly through the crowd, unable to hide his disappointment.

Along the way, Li Yanan was hesitant to speak several times, and he didn't speak until downstairs in the community. Han Fei saw her standing in a daze and gently pulled her: "Oh, what are you doing? You're blocking the door, don't you?" Going back, others have to go home."

He didn't care about Li Yanan as he said that, he took out the key and went home. Li Yanan stomped his feet angrily and returned home in a muffled voice.

When Lu Peiling heard the doorbell, she thought her husband had come back, so she said angrily, "How many times have I told you to bring the keys, but I still don't listen, girl? Did you lose the key?"

"No, I'm too lazy to take it. I'm tired. I'll go back to my room to have a rest." Li Yanan threw his schoolbag on the bed as soon as he got back to his room, then picked up a bear pillow and was devastated.

"Han Fei, you idiot! Ah~~~" Out of anger, Li Yanan hugged the pillow that had been destroyed beyond human shape, and smoothed the wrinkles on the surface with distress. This pillow was still on her 16th birthday The gift from Han Fei was also the only girly room in her room. Although Li Yanan insisted that she didn't need such a girly pillow when she received the gift, in fact, this pillow has been placed in the The position at the head of her bed.

With a sound of "ding", Li Yanan turned on the phone casually, and a red dot lit up on WeChat. When he opened it, it was actually sent by Han Fei, with a string of numbers on it.

"This guy obviously heard it, and he deliberately angered me!" Li Yanan was happy and a little angry, and finally laughed out loud with a "giggle" while holding the phone.

During dinner, Li Yanan swept away the decadence when he just entered the room, and from time to time he took out his mobile phone and laughed happily. Lu Peiling was puzzled, what happened to the girl?He was still lifeless when he went back to the house, why is it that he seems to be insane after eating half a smile?
At the dinner table, Han Fei also felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. Both Dong Jie and Han Xiao seemed hesitant to speak. Of course, this did not stop him from eating nonsense. Eating, the key is that no matter how you eat, you will not gain any meat, it is perfect.

"Wait a minute, we have something to tell you, you should save some for us." Han Xiao stretched out his chopsticks several times, but Dong Jie knocked him off, feeling depressed in his heart.

"Are you going to get a divorce?" Han Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Xiao: "Does my dad have a mistress?"

"What, I have a mistress, where did you learn all this?" Han Xiao was impatient, he couldn't help it, if he didn't make it clear, would he still have a good life in the future?

"Oh, so my mother sees that you are too poor, and is going to find me a rich stepfather?"

Dong Jie patted her son and scolded with a smile: "You brat, don't talk nonsense, can't you hope that we will get better?"

"Then you should talk about it. Look at your faces of worrying about the country and the people. Those who don't know think that you are going to kill your relatives righteously." Han Fei continued to eat.

Dong Jie was so angry that she twisted him: "Can't stop your mouth after eating? Is it easy for us?"

"Well, the next sentence must be - it's not all for you, goodbye, what age are the two parents, please live for yourself for a few more years, this will be one year less than one year in the future Slightly." After eating here, Han Fei must not be able to eat anymore, so Han Fei wiped his mouth and slipped away quickly.

Han Xiao cursed angrily: "This brat thought he had learned it well, but he didn't expect his mouth to be so bad."

"Isn't that all inherited from you?" Dong Jie glanced at her husband.

Han Xiao was speechless for a while. After co-authoring for a long time, did it still come to him?But I have to admit that although Han Fei's words are a bit hurtful, there is actually some truth. Now parents can't wait to put all their love on their children, regardless of whether the children can bear it or not. It seems selfless, but it is actually selfish.

"Yes, it seems that we were worrying for nothing. This kid understands better than we do. We still want to persuade our son because of our awareness. In the end, he was taught a lesson by him." Han Xiao sighed, picked up the bowl and was just about to eat.

Dong Jie slapped his chopsticks angrily: "Hungry ghost reincarnated, it's getting cold, wait for me to warm it up."

Originally, Han Fei was going to the cram school on weekends, but later Han Fei found out that the cram school was completely different from him, so he never went there again. With this time, he might as well review by himself. With the results of the mock exam, Han Xiao He agreed without saying anything to Dong Jie.

On Monday, Han Fei got up early to catch the subway to go to class, but Han Xiao and Dong Jie didn't go to work that day, and they sat nervously in front of the computer with a note in their hands.

"Why is it still blank? Have you refreshed it?" Dong Jie was a little anxious. After all, it was a matter of her son's fate. Could she not care?
Han Xiao directly pushed the laptop in front of Dong Jie: "Aren't I refreshing all the time? You can do it, you come."

Dong Jie looked up at the wall clock in the living room, and complained: "We agreed to check at nine o'clock, but it's already quarter past nine, why hasn't it been announced yet?"

"Hey, it's ok!!!" Dong Jie suddenly screamed, startling Han Xiao, and leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, links to various art schools appeared on the page.

"Uh, which one should I start with?" Dong Jie suddenly trembled.

Han Xiao didn't even think about it: "Of course I should check first from the job!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" It was obvious that they had no hope at all about Han Fei's admission to the Beijing Film and Television Academy.

But the more you look down, the worse the couple feel. Han Fei's score is not even higher than 150 points in any school, let alone squeezed into the ranks of the 0.5%, basically it can only be regarded as the bottom

"The only one left is the Beijing Academy of Film and Television. Do you still want to check?" Han Xiao couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.

"Check!" Dong Jie gritted her teeth and finally spit out a word.

"Then you should type."

"Old Han, my hands are shaking~~~"

"No, if you give it to me, I will shake too."

(End of this chapter)