Movies and TV: The heroine of the blind date

Chapter 106 A blockbuster

After playing the piano, Fang Yifan took Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao to his studio to see his latest masterpiece.

A true masterpiece would take a long time to complete even if Fang Yifan had master-level painting skills;

But what he was painting now was just a playful work. It might be a top-quality product for an ordinary painter, but for Fang Yifan, it was just a piece of cake.

"Not bad, not bad, this is exactly the feeling I want, but this rocket is a bit of an eyesore and lowers the quality of the whole painting."

Qiao Yingzi pointed at the oil painting and commented on it.

The painting is in cartoon style, showing Qiao Yingzi riding a rocket out of the earth and flying into space. In the painting, the sun is high in the sky and nine planets are orbiting it, which is very spectacular.

The rocket that Qiao Yingzi dislikes is Fang Yifan himself, presented in a material way, a sci-fi version of working like a slave.

"This is a new type of carrier rocket, the Long March 258. It is durable and does not consume a lot of fuel. What else can you not be satisfied with?"

These words were already blatant teasing, but the two of them kissing and hugging each other more often was considered within the normal range of operation.

"Return to the 258 launch vehicle. You two are too sweet. I can't stand it. I'm leaving now."

Huang Zhitao was unhappy, feeling as if his things were taken away.

"So sour, Fang Hou, your Taozi is jealous, I'm not a bad wingman."

"Who owns his family? I'll tear your mouth to pieces..."

The two have been friends for many years, and their friendship is not just formal sisterhood, so of course they will not really fight. But even so, the scene was enough to feast Fang Yifan's eyes.

We are all good kids, healthy and happy kids.

"Stop, stop, stop. Let me take a call. I guess it's my mom urging me to go home."

Qiao Yingzi had no advantage in height or physical strength, and was suppressed by Huang Zhitao. Just then her cell phone rang again, and she had no choice but to raise the white flag and surrender.

"Yingzi, where are you? Why haven't you come home yet?"

Song Qian was originally a teacher at Chunfeng Middle School, so she knew the daily schedule of Chunfeng Middle School very well. Seeing that Qiao Yingzi had not returned home at this time, she called her.

"I'm looking at his new paintings at Fanghou's house. Taozi is with me."

Qiao Yingzi, who had planned this in advance, used a shield.

"Taozi is here too. OK, remember to come back early after watching."

Sure enough, Huang Zhitao's name was still quite effective in Song Qian's eyes. However, even so, after hanging up the phone, Qiao Yingzi decided to leave; yes, Song Qian's intimidation power was that great.

"Fanfan, Yingzi, who is this?"

After becoming rich, Fang Yuan became even lazier. He came home early before 4:30, using the excuse of meeting a client.

"Dad, this is my classmate Huang Zhitao. She also lives in Shuxiang Yayuan. She came with Yingzi to see my paintings."

Fang Yifan quickly introduced.

"Hello Uncle Fang"

"Hello, hello, are you leaving? Come visit us often in the future."

Fang Yuan, a man with a big belly, is very friendly. Just by looking at his face, you can tell that he is easy to get along with.

"Son, you have good taste. She must be the goddess you were talking about."

After seeing Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao walking away, Fang Yuan joked that the father and son had a very good relationship. There were some things that Tong Wenjie didn't know but Fang Yuan did.

"Dad, you're such a gossip. Hey, it's only 4:30 and you're leaving early again. Aren't you afraid your boss will fire you?"

It's only been two months since he traveled through time, but he's been late, left early and asked for leave for more than ten days. Sometimes Fang Yifan feels that Fang Yuan deserved to be fired from the show.

"Fire me. I've been an employee for more than ten years. It's good enough if I don't fire him."

Money is a man’s courage. If it were half a month ago, Fang Yuan would definitely not dare to be so arrogant.

.........

On the other hand, even if Qiao Yingzi went back immediately, she was still picked on by Song Qian.

"Yingzi, Fang Yifan is an art student. You can't learn from him. He can get into the Central Academy of Fine Arts with a score of over 500. Can you compete with him?"

"Mom, I just went to look at the paintings. I'm back now."

Qiao Yingzi put down the painting in her hand, pursed her lips, and looked helpless.

"When can I stop looking at Fang Yifan's paintings? You are in your third year of high school now, so you should focus on your studies. After you take the college entrance examination, I will let you look at them as long as you want."

Ever since her divorce from Qiao Weidong, Song Qian has devoted all her attention to her daughter, hoping that she can bring honor to her. Now that the college entrance examination is approaching, she has been working day and night, worrying about it, hoping that her daughter can be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University, so that she can be proud of herself.

Love that is too heavy will become a burden. Song Qian's love is a burden to Qiao Yingzi.

She walked into her room, put down Fang Yifan's painting, put down her schoolbag, took out a test paper, and started doing the test paper. In the past six months, her mother would only be truly happy when she concentrated on doing the test paper.

.........

Spring Breeze Middle School

Senior Grade Teacher's Office

In the third year of high school, not only do students have heavy tasks, but teachers don't have it much easier either. Test papers are basically taken home to be corrected overnight because the wrong questions will be explained in class the next day.

"Teacher Li, you can't judge a person by his appearance. Fang Yifan from your class is always laughing and joking, as if nothing happened, but he has a strong sense of honor and disgrace. At the end of last semester, he only scored 69 in physics, his strong subject, but do you know how much he scored in the test yesterday?"

Shen Zhong, Fang Yifan's physics teacher, came to Li Meng early in the morning to tell him the good news.

"How many exams did you take?"

Thinking about the math test paper he corrected yesterday, Li Meng had some guesses.

"98, the highest in the class, and possibly the highest in the whole school. I wrote this test paper myself, there is absolutely no water in it."

What is the joy of a teacher? Seeing students’ academic performance improve by leaps and bounds is definitely one of them.

"Fang Yifan has really worked hard this summer. His English score in the test yesterday was 145, the highest in the class, two points higher than Qiao Yingzi."

"Chinese 135, a big improvement compared to last semester."

Although he had embezzled a large sum of money, he should still be praised, Pan Shuai also said.

"96 in Chemistry, tied for first place with Qiao Yingzi."

"97 in Biology, top of the class"

"This kid is really good. He has made great progress in just one summer vacation. Teacher Li, how much did he score in math?"

Pan Shuai was also a little happy for Fang Yifan, and took the opportunity to get close to his goddess.

"150 in Mathematics, full marks."

Happiness comes too suddenly, this is how Li Meng feels at the moment.

“150、135、145、97、96、98，721，这是清北的苗子啊。”

Shen Zhong said after doing some calculations.

"I don't think he can go to Peking University or Tsinghua University. His mother called me a few days ago and said she wanted him to study fine arts."

Before knowing this score, Li Meng also felt that letting Fang Yifan become an art student was a good choice, especially after receiving the oil painting he gave her yesterday.

But now, art students or Peking University or Tsinghua University?

"721 points, becoming an art student is such a waste."

Not only Li Meng, all the teachers in this office think so.

"Wait a little longer. School will officially start next week and there will be tests.

If Fang Yifan still had this result at that time, I would talk to his parents again. "

Li Meng decided.

Chapter 107 School Daily

Grade 3, Class 3, Mathematics Class

"Attend class"

"stand up"

"Hello, students"

"Hello teacher"

It was silly, but very ritualistic, and Fang Yifan followed it step by step.

“I’ve marked yesterday’s test paper, and you guys really disappointed me;

I told you before the holiday that this summer vacation is not for you to play. This is the last summer vacation in your high school career and your last chance to review what you have learned before your senior year. Have you seized this opportunity?

No, most people don't have it. I won't name them one by one here. I hope you can take good care of yourself in the days to come.

Okay, now we will hand out the test papers. Those whose names are called should come up and get their papers. "

After Li Meng's clichéd opening remarks, he began to distribute the test papers.

"Fang Yifan"

"Hahaha"

This kind of test papers are usually sorted, either from high to low or from low to high; Fang Yifan definitely couldn't have the highest score, he would have been at the bottom. A little fat boy who didn't have a good relationship with Fang Yifan couldn't help but laugh.

"Wang Xiaoming, why are you laughing? Are you proud of getting 89 points?"

What I hate most is this kind of guy who thinks he is not that good but still laughs at others, namely my students. Otherwise, Li Meng would continue to scold him.

"Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao... Wang Yidi"

Li Meng continued to distribute the test papers. At this time, other students also realized that Fang Yifan probably did well in the exam this time.

Sure enough, after handing out the last test paper, Li Meng spoke again:

"Many people wasted their time this summer, but there were also many who studied hard. Here, I want to especially praise Fang Yifan, who ranked first in the school in this math test and was the only one to get a perfect score. Everyone should learn from him."

"Oh my god, Fang Hou is really good. He actually made a comeback. Tell me the truth. Did he take hormones?"

Wang Yidi has always had a crush on Fang Yifan, but he is not very good at expressing it, and this time is no exception.

"I have waited for fifty days just for an opportunity. I want to fight for it. I don't want to prove that I am great, but just to prove that I must take back what I have lost."

Fang Yifan was not angry, but was possessed by Brother Xiao Ma and acted fiercely.

"Damn, Xiao Ma is back as a king."

"This is definitely drug-induced, and he's starting to talk nonsense."

"The commander has started again, and is going to disobey orders on the battlefield again."

The students who had just finished their vacation were still very active. Fang Yifan just started the performance and everyone followed suit.

"Well, with just this score, you guys are still kidding me."

It was just a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. Li Tiegun was well-known for what he did. He calmed the situation down with just a roar.

If everyone was just surprised in the math class, surprised that Fang Yifan had the luck to get first place in the exam, then everyone was a little bit unbelievable in the following English, physics and chemistry classes.

"Fang Yifan, tell me the truth. What did you do? You can't make up for it in one summer vacation. Did you hack into the teachers' computers and steal the exam questions?"

As soon as the morning class was over, Wang Xiaoming walked up to Fang Yifan and questioned him.

"Student Wang Xiaopang, I think with your IQ, it's hard for me to explain it to you clearly, but it's not your fault. Genetics is a chasm that no one can cross."

Fang Yifan patted Wang Xiaoming on the shoulder and consoled him, his expression looking as annoying as it could be.

"Don't be so complacent. Teacher Li said there will be a test next week. I don't believe you can get such a high score based on your real ability."

After Wang Xiaoming said this, he shook off Fang Yifan's hand on his shoulder and walked away without looking back.

The conflict between the two was naturally seen by many classmates in the class. They also questioned why Fang Yifan could get such a high score this time, but they just didn't stand up. At this moment, many people's eyes were on him.

"This guy has lost his mind. It's also Teacher Li's fault for saying such hurtful things. What's wrong with 89 points? You don't have the right to be proud of 89 points. Judging success or failure by scores is a test-oriented education that kills people."

Fang Yifan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"I can't stand it anymore."

"Me too, this guy is so infuriating."

"flatten him"