A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 246 Qiao Weidong's Little Matter

At Shuxiang Yayuan, after the children left, Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan went to the fourth floor to discuss tutoring with Song Qian.

Fang Yifan didn't really want to go to cram school, but after coming back last night, he compromised and told his parents about his idea of ​​taking cram school. After all, there were only two paths in front of him: either gamble on the admission of the Southern Arts Academy, or fight for the last few dozen days.

"Wenjie, after you talked to me last night, I found all the courses of Nengcheng Education. You can take a look first." Song Qian handed the tablet in her hand to Tong Wenjie.

"Song Qian, thank you so much." Tong Wenjie said happily, while sliding her fingers across the screen.

"Hey, you're being too polite. I watched Fanfan grow up, so I will naturally help him if he encounters any problems now." Song Qian waved her hands to refuse.

As for Fang Yuan, he sat silently on the sofa, calculating the family's savings problem. Fang Yifan's tutoring, the second child was born, and the two children went to college. Each expense required a lot of money. It was definitely not enough to expect him to earn money alone.

Although Lin Lei'er mentioned that once he became the top scorer in science, he would receive many awards from school and society to help his family overcome the current problems.

But Fang Yuan did not take all these into consideration. First, he did not want to add pressure to Lin Lei'er. Second, he could not ask for the child's money. What he was considering now was to take advantage of the good housing market, sell the large three-bedroom apartment in the north, and then move to a smaller two-bedroom apartment.

Use the money earned from trading to overcome the current difficulties.

Tong Wenjie naturally didn't know what her husband was thinking. Her entire attention was focused on the course. After quickly reading the information, she asked hastily, "Song Qian, with Fang Yifan's foundation, which courses should he sign up for first? Why do I feel like I need to sign up for all of them?"

"How could it be too late to register?" Song Qian reached out and took the tablet, continuing, "Isn't your goal to get into a second-tier university? Then naturally, you should do whatever is utilitarian. It's rare to just give up and look for something that's easy to score."

"For example, giving up on comprehensive science directly will not help in the short term. However, you can memorize more biology, which should be helpful."

"The focus should still be on the core subjects. Sign up for the Chinese composition improvement program, the English composition improvement program, and the English listening improvement program. For math, mainly sign up for the trigonometric function improvement program and the probability and statistics improvement program."

Song Qian helped Tong Wenjie list the key courses, all of which were the type that could be taken in the short term to improve grades and score points.

Tong Wenjie looked troubled as she looked at the circled content and said, "Isn't that a bit too much? Fang Yifan's brain can't compare to your Yingzi's. Can he learn it all?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I suggest you sign up for specialized improvement courses. There aren't many courses. As long as Fanfan studies hard, based on his current grades, there's a good chance he can improve by 40 or 50 points."

Song Qian has been a teacher for twenty years and has seen all kinds of students. Although time is a bit tight, there are indeed students who have achieved a significant increase in their scores two months before the exam.

So she felt that with tutoring, it was not impossible for Fang Yifan to get into a second-tier university.

After hearing the answer from her best friend, Tong Wenjie stopped worrying about it and got up to go to Nengcheng Education to register.

"Hey, slow down. You already have a baby, why are you still so reckless?"

Song Qian was startled by her sudden standing up, and quickly stood up to support her, speaking in a reproachful tone.

"Isn't it Fang Yifan who's angry? When school started after the New Year, I told him to study hard, but he ended up putting it off until the college entrance exam was right around the corner, and then he realized how anxious he was."

Tong Wenjie said angrily, then picked up the shoulder bag on the sofa, "Fang Yuan and I will go register first, and then I will treat you to lunch at noon."

Song Qian was a little worried about them signing up, fearing they might be tricked into signing up for some useless class. So she quickly put the tablet on the coffee table and said, "Yingzi isn't home today, and I happen to be free. I'll go with you. Wait a moment, I'll go get a coat from the bedroom."

"Thank you then." Tong Wenjie thanked Song Qian while holding her arm.

"Hi, what's there to thank me for? Just wait for me at the door for a while, I'll be there soon." After Song Qian said this, she went to the bedroom first.

Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan did not dare to delay and hurried to the entrance to change their shoes.

At the same time, Tong Wenjie instructed, "Fang Yuan, go drive the car first, and then wait for us at the gate of the community."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Fang Yuan had just put on his shoes when he hurriedly opened the door and ran out. The moment he pushed the door open, he heard a muffled "bang" and a painful scream.

The sudden noise made Fang Yuan stop. After two seconds of silence, he realized that he had bumped into someone and quickly came out to apologize.

But before he could even say his apology, it slipped out of his mouth.

"Hey, Qiao Weidong, why is it you?"

"Nonsense, if it weren't for me, I would have almost had you hit to death."

Qiao Weidong covered his head in pain and said this. The glasses on his face were a little crooked, and the fruit in his hand fell to the ground and rolled all over the corridor.

It seems that Fang Yuan pushed the door hard just now and hit Qiao Weidong hard.

"How would I know you were standing at the door if you didn't knock or ring the bell?"

After Fang Yuan finished complaining, he stuck his butt out to help pick up the fruits scattered on the ground. The busier he was, the more mistakes he made. If Qiao Weidong hadn't made trouble, he would have already reached the underground parking lot.

Qiao Weidong had actually arrived a long time ago, but he hadn't figured out how to tell Song Qian, so he simply stood at the door with his head down, thinking of a solution. Unexpectedly, Fang Yuan gave him a blow.

No, it should be the first one.

After rubbing his red forehead for a while, he squatted down to see if the fruit was broken and asked, "Fang Yuan, why are you at Song Qian's house?"

"I was just about to ask you, Yingzi isn't at home, why did you come?"

"Who's here?"

Before Qiao Weidong could say anything, Song Qian, who had changed her coat, came out to see.

When she found out it was him, the smile on her face froze visibly. Now that her daughter was not around, she didn't want to have too much involvement with Qiao Weidong.

Qiao Weidong stood up angrily and said, "Well, I was passing by and came to see you and wanted to talk to you about something."

"We have nothing to talk about. If you want to find Yingzi, come after she comes back in the afternoon." Song Qian said coldly.

"I'm not looking for the child. I mainly want to talk to you. It's a small matter. I'll leave after the chat."

Qiao Weidong nervously adjusted his glasses and took the repacked fruit from Fang Yuan.

Tong Wenjie noticed something was wrong and said, "Then you guys go ahead and do your work. Fang Yuan and I will go and register Fang Yifan for the class."

But unexpectedly, Song Qian took her arm and stopped her from leaving. Song Qian didn't want to be alone with Qiao Weidong and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Qiao Weidong, you said it was a small matter, so hurry up and tell us so we can go out."

Qiao Weidong glanced around and said, "It's a small matter, but at least let me go in and talk about it."

Song Qian let the other party in with some disgust. Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie went back to hear how "small" Qiao Weidong's "small matter" was that he had to come here specially.