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Song Bai's family had a rough summer because Song Bai had finished his high school exams. Although his grades were not good, he could still get into a third-rate general high school. Bai went to make better class arrangements. He is upright and rigid, and for the first time he wanted to do things with a relationship.In the end, neither of the couple thought that Song Bai's desire to go to a vocational school was not just for fun, he had already planned which school he would go to.Song Huafeng was so angry that he almost smoked Song Bai, the air pressure in the house was low every day.

Lu Fucheng's school is also on vacation, but he is working part-time and hasn't returned home yet.

Song Tiantian called Lu Fucheng every night, all complaining about going to school.

Song Bai likes to chat with Lu Fucheng, because only Lu Fucheng will never deny him, and his way of reasoning is also very acceptable.Song Bai was young, and often felt that Lu Fucheng treated him better than his parents.

"I'll go home after a week or so after I finish the work at hand. During this time, you should think about your future and plans. If you have a good idea, then I will help you persuade the elders." Lu Fucheng said explain.

Song Baihuan cheerfully agreed. In his heart, Lu Fucheng was the most promising, mature and gentle person among his peers. He thought that as long as Lu Fucheng spoke for him, Song Huafeng would definitely not think that going to a vocational high school was such a joke and a jerk.

Song Bai picked up a big pie before Lu Fucheng came back.Ren Hantao received a text message from a school on his mobile phone. It was a private art school. It was almost considered an aristocratic school in the local area. It is said that the school leaders have connections with major art schools. Children who are good but not bad in appearance are sent in.

Ren Hantao originally thought it was a scam text message, because no one had ever heard of such a school with professional pastry and cooking courses.Besides, in her opinion, the course of being a chef has nothing to do with art.

Ren Hantao didn't reply in time, but the school called.

The school said that it happened that West Point and Chinese Cuisine were courses only offered this semester. The teachers hired included Michelin-starred chefs and retired teachers who had participated in state banquets. The school paid a lot of money.They had seen Song Bai's award at the food festival by chance before, and they felt that the child was very talented and wanted to cultivate him as a model.

Ren Hantao was stunned by the school's practice of introducing excellent seeds, and was speechless for a long time. The food festival that Song Bai participated in before was a bit bigger than sesame seeds, and it still caught people's eyes?

The remuneration offered by the school is very good, the tuition fee of more than [-] yuan a year is directly waived, and the newly renovated apartment dormitory has also reserved a double room for Song Bai, and a single room can also be discussed, not to mention scholarships and various arrangements after graduation and selected.

Even Song Huafeng was a little surprised now.In fact, he also understood in his heart that if Song Bai went to Pugao, he might not be able to get into a prestigious university, but before he always felt that if Song Bai was allowed to go to a vocational school, he would always be a little bit unwilling.There is no parent who can teach other people's children so well, but their own children are reduced to vocational schools.

But now, Song Huafeng also had to say that maybe it was a good choice for Song Bai to go to that art high school.What's more, it also avoids the high tuition fees that my family can't afford.

What Song Bai has to do is to meet with the school teacher during the holidays, and simply create a new kind of pastry based on his own understanding.

Song Bai was so happy that he didn't fall asleep for several days. He searched a lot of various software and hardware facilities of the school on the Internet. Whether it was the canteen or the accommodation conditions, they were so good that it was amazing.Moreover, Song Bai was recruited by the school on his own initiative, and the child was so proud and confident in his heart that if he had a tail growing on his back, he would have turned into a windmill long ago.

The atmosphere at home suddenly became more stable. Song Bai and Lu Fucheng talked about it happily, and at the end they felt quite sensible and said: "If you are very busy, you don't have to come back to help me. I think my parents Sure would."

Congratulations to Lu Fu who became enlightened, and said again: "I didn't just want to help you, I also missed you. I haven't seen you in half a year. Have you grown taller?"

Song Bai said happily: "I'm already 1.7 meters. I'm sure I'll grow up in three years of high school. I think I can grow to 1.8 meters." This kid is obviously overconfident.

"I'll take a closer look at you when I go back." Lu Fucheng said in a gentle voice, "Have you agreed on when to go to the school for an interview?"

"Tomorrow afternoon!" Song Bai smiled: "I'm a little nervous, but I think it will pass."

Lu Fucheng encouraged him a few more words, and after chatting for a while, the two hung up the phone.

Song Bai had a good night's dream.The next day, he got up early in the morning and happily picked out his clothes to tidy himself up. He even used Ren Hantao's curling iron to curl his hair in a decent way, but he was not skilled in using it. His little curly hair stood up in a mess, and he was scolded by Song Huafeng again. pause.

Song Bai pressed water on his hair for a long time with his mouth pursed, and it looked a little better.

When he arrived at school, he looked at several teachers and naturally became nervous.Although Song Bai hasn't bloomed yet, his 15-year-old is still far more delicate and beautiful than other peers.Like a small flower bud in bud, with big eyes and a small pointed chin, and fleshy cheeks.He wore a pink top, cropped pants, and white shoes today.When smiling at the teacher cautiously, small dimples floated on his cheeks obediently.

A beautiful female teacher smiled at him: "We are videotaping the whole process according to the regulations, but don't be too nervous."

Song Bai nodded, and introduced himself to the camera according to the procedure.

"Hi teacher, my name is Song Bai. I am 15 years old. I like cooking. I know a little bit of western and Chinese food. I used to try to make some very fresh and innovative dishes by myself." He smiled as if thinking of something, a little silly , the eyelashes flickering, and there are little stars in the eyes: "Some are successful, some are not. I feed them to the puppy, and then it doesn't eat what I give."

All the teachers were amused by Song Bai's frankness and youthful spirit.

Then he asked some innocuous questions and let Song Bai play freely to make an innovative pastry.

The entire video was broadcast live on Ji Suiyun's computer.Ji Suiyun moved closer to the screen, and gently slid his fingertips down Song Bai's hair.He couldn't wait to see Song Bai, and wanted to hide him and raise him, but Ji Suiyun restrained all these thoughts.

Song Bai, 15, is still a child and would be terrified.So Ji Suiyun resisted not going to see him yet, Ji Suiyun took care of everything for Song Bai, he paid for the school to introduce teachers and contacts, to give resources to the school's child stars, and to buy the most high-end cooking for Song Bai's drastic repair of the dormitory utensils.

Ji Suiyun wanted Song Bai to be the person most favored by fate, and God made Ji Suiyun return to 25 years old.Ji Suiyun went from unbelievable at the beginning to ecstatic.He would spoil Song Bai as the happiest child in the world, making Song Bai feel that the three melons and two dates given by Lu Fucheng were nothing more than that.

Some people working for Ji Suiyun thought that Mr. Ji had such brilliant decisions and ideas that he invested in an art school in a second-tier city.There are also some people who know more, but they are even more clueless.They didn't know whether to surprise Mr. Ji's love for people at first sight and his meticulous flattery, or to secretly scold the old pervert for thinking about a tender grass.

At night, the secretary carefully took back a package, which was specially asked by the person who arranged in Shenyang to book a return ticket to Shanghai on the same day for Ji Suiyun to bring it back.The weather was hot, the ice pack was melting badly, and the creamy snack in the package was crooked.

Ji Suiyun, however, took those dim sum treasures into the office by himself, and he called up Song Bai's video, and ate a stomach full of sweet dim sum while watching.

The West Point Baking Course will start half a month earlier than the normal course because it is just opened.After Lu Fucheng came back, he realized that he couldn't accompany Song Bai for a few days.

Song Baicheng couldn't take time off, and followed Lu Fucheng to search for a lot of various recipes and gourmet illustrations.

Ren Hantao was thinking about buying things for Song Bai every day, always feeling that there was something missing and that was missing.This is Song Bai's first stay at the hotel, and Ren Hantao secretly wiped his tears several times, thinking that he will only see the child again in a month.

Song Huafeng secretly worked hard, and specially found someone to play the quilt with new cotton for Song Bai. Maybe he really didn't know how to do it, he couldn't negotiate the price, he couldn't look at the workers, and he spent a lot of money wrongly.

On the day of the report, Lu Fucheng and Song Bai's parents sent Song Bai off together. When they received the room card, everyone's heart skipped a beat. Now many rich universities have just replaced the keys with room cards.

The apartment has an elevator.Song Bai's dormitory is on the top floor.The school even arranged a single room for him, with a small living room, a kitchen, a washing machine and a refrigerator.The bookshelves are full of books, and there are cold fruits and expensive ice cream in the refrigerator.

The bed was also tidied up, and the bedding was even better than what Song Huafeng asked someone to make. The cotton was fluffy and soft, the mattress was thick, and the sheets and quilts were made of soft silk.

"...You, are you going to school or are you here to enjoy the blessings?" Song Huafeng's voice was dry, obviously the impact was not small.

In fact, not only Song Huafeng, everyone felt that all this was too exaggerated.

Song Bai was pure and happy as hell: "Wow, Dad, take a few more photos and show them off to others."

"Fart, they might mutter again how many gifts I received to send you in." Song Huafeng felt as if he was praising Song Bai after speaking, and added: "Isn't this just corrupting the child's willpower? The students are here Those who learn skills do not become princes and princesses."

Song Bai had long been used to Song Huafeng's way of speaking, so he simply pretended not to hear, and dragged Lu Fucheng to the refrigerator to get Lu Fucheng cold drinks and delicious food.

"I'm relieved to see you are so good." Lu Fucheng patted Song Bai's little head: "Ah Bai's life is good, I'm envious just by looking at it. Don't forget me when you have great abilities in the future."

Song Bai grinned: "How can I compare with you, I'm still waiting to see you win international awards and win glory for the country."

Lu Fucheng also laughed, and pinched Song Bai's face: "You too."