A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 117 The storm is coming

Everyone present had puzzled expressions and raised doubts.

But unexpectedly, Fang Yifan came and gasped, and continued: "——'s cousin Lin Lei'er, there is no other way, his strength is too strong, he accidentally won three consecutive championships, that is really invincible in the world, only lonely voices remain, everyone applaud and welcome."

As he led the applause, sparse applause broke out in the hall.

For a social phobic like Lin Lei'er, when he sees everyone around him looking at him and whispering, he has already figured out where his future will be.

Wang Yidi sneered and said, "Tsk~, Lin Lei'er hasn't even said anything yet, what's Fang Hou, a student in the basic class, showing off?"

"Maybe he did well in the exam and wanted to use his cousin's name to save face." Huang Zhitao shrugged and expressed his guess.

"If you want to know, just go and take a look." After Chen Jinnian finished speaking, he walked straight to the back. In fact, he was also quite curious. Judging from the other party's test condition, it should not be an optimistic result.

Unexpectedly, before he even reached the destination, Fang Yifan stopped him midway. "Hey, Chen Jinnian, I wasn't bragging yesterday. This time I improved by 57 points. How's that? Pretty impressive, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's pretty impressive." Chen Jinnian nodded, but then changed his tone and said, "Have you seen the grade ranking and the percentage of the district? That's what makes sense."

"Who cares about that? Anyway, I'm no longer at the bottom. I've finally stood up." Fang Yifan laughed wantonly. It was obvious that this was a great encouragement to him.

Chen Jinnian turned his head to look at the states of his cousins. One was timid and submissive, while the other was confident and outspoken. If you didn’t know, you would think that Fang Yifan was the top student in the grade.

However, Wang Yidi and the others squeezed over and found the score information they wanted.

"Why do I feel there is no difference? You are in the bottom 10% in the district. Taozi, is there any hope for school with this grade?" Wang Yidi didn't know much about this, so he asked.

"It's useless. To get into school, he must be in the top 80% or 85% of the district. He is still far from that now." Huang Zhitao said with a frown.

After seeing this, Qiao Yingzi couldn't help but be shocked and worried for her good friend.

The last time Tong Wenjie signed up for cram school, the entire Fang family and hers were in chaos. Now, after two weeks of cram school, her grades haven't improved at all. Fang Yifan must be beaten to death.

If Song Qian excels at mental attacks, which are low in intensity and long in duration, then Tong Wenjie excels at physical attacks, and she uses critical strikes. If she is not careful, she can take Fang Yifan away.

Qiao Yingzi stood on tiptoe and searched for the other person in the crowd, and found that Fang Yifan was still talking nonsense to Chen Jinnian, without realizing the seriousness of the problem.

But he didn't realize that someone would help them remind him.

For example, Li Meng, the head teacher of the grade. Although some of Li Meng’s practices are indeed difficult for students to accept, this does not affect the fact that she is a responsible teacher.

During evening study, she began calling the parents of students whose grades were in a critical condition, including Fang Yifan.

Tong Wenjie was sitting on the sofa, leaning against Fang Yuan, watching TV, when suddenly her cell phone rang.

After she took the phone and saw that it was Li Meng, she quickly muted the TV, answered the call, and spoke to Li Meng in an enthusiastic tone.

Fang Yuan, who was standing by, didn't care at first, until Tong Wenjie's tone became colder and colder, then he realized that Fang Yifan must have caused some trouble again.

However, Tong Wenjie kept responding with words like "Yeah, yeah, I know, I understand, we will communicate", so he didn't know what the two were talking about.

But he knew that no matter what they talked about, in the end these words would turn into slaps in the face, hitting his son's butt hard.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan felt a little uneasy and kept trying to get closer to Tong Wenjie so that he could hear the voice coming from the phone clearly. However, Tong Wenjie was angry and pushed Fang Yuan away whenever he came over.

Finally, Tong Wenjie forced a smile and said, "Okay, we will communicate well with the child and work hard together. Okay, bye, Teacher Li."

This stiff smile lasted until she hung up the phone, and then it could no longer be maintained.

She threw her phone heavily on the sofa, walked around the living room with a cold face, and shouted angrily: "How did Fang Yifan study? Why hasn't his English score improved at all? It used to be over 70 points, and now it's still over 70 points."

"This may be because he has fallen too far behind. It will take some time. But didn't Lei'er help him estimate the score? Could he have estimated it wrong?" Fang Yuan hurriedly helped his son explain.

"How could Lei'er make a wrong estimate?"

Tong Wenjie glared at Fang Yuan fiercely, making him feel uneasy.

"The results are out. Fang Yifan scored 456, which is 57 points higher than last time."

Hearing this, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is great! It shows that our son has really worked hard during this period."

"Shut up and let me finish." Tong Wenjie gave Fang Yuan a warning look and continued, "But this is useless. He only got this score because the test was easy. Not only did his school ranking not improve much, but he's also in the bottom 15% of the district. No university would accept him. Do you understand?"

She shouted angrily, "This means he won't be able to continue his studies after graduating from high school. It's completely over. Given his current condition, can he survive in Beijing? Can he find the job he wants? Which big company in Beijing would want him when he can't even get into university?"

Fang Yuan also fell silent. He certainly knew the current employment situation in Beijing. The best people in the country gathered here, and everyone in the universities here was a local elite in their past lives.

But in Beijing, no matter how talented you were before, you have to accept that there are people who are better than you, and everyone's excellence makes your excellence look so mediocre.

Fang Yuan is now unable to find a suitable job in such a fierce job-hunting environment, so asking Fang Yifan to come is even more unrealistic.

After Tong Wenjie finished her rage, she started changing her clothes and getting ready to go out.

"Hey, what are you doing at this hour?"

"Don't bother me. He took Fang Yifan to cram school today. I want to see how he attends the class." Tong Wenjie hurriedly put on her shoes and prepared to go out.

"But there's still half an hour before evening self-study ends. It's too early to go now." Fang Yuan quickly stood up and said.

"I'd love to." He said, and slammed the door.