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Qiao Weidong listened to Xiao Meng scolding Tong Wenjie for a full ten minutes before he hung up the phone.

Thinking of Tong Wenjie's brainless operation, I might not have had any thoughts before, but now I feel something is wrong.

After all, he and Xiao Meng had already broken up, and Tong Wenjie was still like this, so he could only try to please Song Qian.

Thinking about what I had heard before about Tong Wenjie and Song Qian talking about the two families getting married, I felt like I had guessed the truth of the matter.

I feel like I should give Song Qian some instructions.

Inside the school, everyone finally made it to the afternoon when school was over.

Because there was no evening self-study on Saturday, Fang Yifan went to a nearby shopping mall after school.

When I saw the dance machine in the amusement area, I thought of my previous dancing videos, which were very popular.

Fang Yifan went up and started playing again.

As the music played, Fang Yifan really had some talent, and his graceful dance attracted many people to watch.

After the song ended, many people around cheered enthusiastically.

Seeing how much everyone liked him, Fang Yifan liked it more and more. He was a poor student in school, but here he felt he was shining.

The desire to take the art exam, which had almost died in my heart, was rekindled.

After playing for two hours.

Fang Yifan returned home and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"Yifan, where did you go last night? You didn't even call home."

"I went to the mall, but I've already told Lei'er about it."

Fang Yifan said with a sad look on his face, lowering his head and not daring to look at Fang Yuan.

"Yifan, if anything happens in the future, you must tell mom and dad, got it?"

"Well, I see."

"Did you not attend classes properly these days?"

"Mom, I..."

Fang Yifan didn't expect that Tong Wenjie actually knew his condition these days, and he didn't know what to say.

"If you really want to take the art exam, we'll take you to ask the teacher tomorrow."

"But let me make this clear first. If your teacher says you have no talent, then you should concentrate on studying hard and get into a good university."

"Really? That's great, Mom. Thank you. I love you the most."

When Fang Yifan heard Tong Wenjie's words, he excitedly ran over and hugged Tong Wenjie, speaking loudly.

"Okay, stop being a good kid and go back to study. This requires a prerequisite, and you need to have talent."

"Okay, I get it, Mom. I'll go study now."

Fang Yifan is quite confident in himself. The source of his confidence is that many people like his dancing.

But he never expected that adults could be so insidious.

Fang Yifan finally studied well for the whole night without any distraction. Lin Lei'er was a little surprised to see this, after all, he knew his cousin.

However, he didn't care too much about it. After all, this was a good thing, wasn't it?

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The next day, Sunday.

Fang Yifan got up early in the morning.

He went straight to Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie's room and woke them up.

"Fang Yifan, are you going to die? It's only what time is it now?"

"Mom, aren't we going to consult the teacher today? Let's go quickly."

Fang Yifan also knew that he had gotten up too early, and said with an embarrassed smile.

"Okay, now that you're up, let's cook. It's rare for our Yifan to be so energetic."

When Tong Wenjie heard what Fang Yuan said, she could only roll her eyes helplessly.

When Fang Yifan saw two people get up, he ran out immediately.

After Fang Yuan got dressed, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and the family of four finished eating in no time.

Lin Lei'er did not agree to go with them and planned to study at home, so Fang Yuan drove with Tong Wenjie and Fang Yifan.

I arrived at the tutoring class for the art exam that I had contacted yesterday. After talking to the front desk, I was taken to an office.

This should be a dance studio. It is very spacious inside, and there are floor-to-ceiling mirrors on two walls so you can see your movements clearly.

The art exam teacher came over in less than two minutes.

"Hello, your child wants to take the art exam, right?"

"Yes, hello, teacher."

"Okay, tell me about your child's situation."

"Teacher, this is the case. Our Fang Yifan is now in his third year of high school. He likes singing and dancing very much, but his grades are not very good, so I want to take a look at the art exam."

Although the art exam teacher knew this a long time ago, he was still quite surprised to find out that Fang Yifan was already in his third year of high school.

Under normal circumstances, for the purpose of recruiting students, anyone could be considered talented, but since I had already received the money this time, I could only refuse.

"I'm already in my third year of high school, and the art exam is only a few months away. It's too late now. Formal art exam candidates have been preparing for the exam several years in advance."

"Yes, teacher, we know it's a little late, but we still want you to help us see that my son is very good at singing and dancing."

Fang Yuan helped to speak from the side, and Fang Yifan nodded repeatedly to the art exam teacher.

"Okay, then just choose a song and do a dance. We'll just take a look at it briefly."

The art exam teacher was quite responsible and did not do things perfunctorily. He allowed Fang Yifan to perform.

Fang Yifan took out his mobile phone, found a song he really liked, took a deep breath, prepared for a while, and started playing it on his phone.

Fang Yifan imitated the way celebrities danced, which looked pretty good to ordinary people, and he even had a distinctive finishing move at the end.

The art exam teacher looked at Fang Yifan and was surprised that this boy actually had some talent. If he really trained, he might be able to do it.

But it’s a pity now, I can only reject it cruelly.

"You can dance well, but your talent is still not there. I think you should give up hope."

"Teacher, the dance I performed is quite popular on the Internet. Would you like to take a look at it again?"

"Young man, maybe you are really popular on the Internet, but art exams are different from the Internet."

"That's because I'm honest. If it were an ordinary art exam teacher, he might actually recruit you directly. After all, we have to eat too."

"However, you are already in your third year of high school, and I really can't bear to delay you any longer, for fear of shortening your life."

After Fang Yifan heard what the art exam teacher said, he became completely depressed. After all, it was really a blow to him. He thought he was talented, but it turned out he was nothing.

"Teacher, if not, please help me. Yifan, please do another dance for me to see."

When Fang Yifan heard what Tong Wenjie said, he was so grateful. He didn't expect that his mother, who didn't want him to take the art exam, would actually support him so much.

She immediately performed another dance, but was still rejected by the teacher.

By the time Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie took Fang Yifan away from the tutoring class, Fang Yifan had already lost all his enthusiasm.

"Okay, Yifan, don't take it to heart. We can still take the college entrance examination. Singing and dancing can just be a hobby."

"Yes, son, don't lose heart."

Fang Yifan felt better after hearing his parents' comfort, but he still felt a little disappointed and needed time to make up for it.