Chapter 109 I got beaten up (tomorrow at 12 noon)
In class, after class, molesting Qiao Yingzi, in class, after class, lunch time, molesting Qiao Yingzi while eating lunch, soon, another happy day passed.

As usual, when he was preparing to go home with Qiao Yingzi, at the school gate, Fang Yifan saw three talking and laughing women: Li Meng, Tong Wenjie, and Liu Jing.

I didn't fight with Ji Yang and Yang Mingming, so why did Tong Wenjie and Liu Jing come here? Even if Liu Jing could come here for the squatting, why did Tong Wenjie come? With my current grades, squatting is obviously impossible.

No matter how weird this picture looks, it's better to avoid the limelight first.

"Fang Yifan, stop for me..."

Following Tong Wenjie's yell, Fang Yifan realized that something was wrong and ran away.

"Fang Yifan, stop there, you've grown up, you sell paintings at school, earn money from your teachers and classmates, your dad and I will eat less or wear less, stop for me..."

"Mom, I misunderstood. Listen to my explanation."

"Explain what, explain, stop for me."

Just like in the original drama, a campus chase competition started, Fang Yifan was just operating normally, Tong Wenjie opened everyone's eyes: it turns out that you can run in high heels, Fang Yifan, a bastard, really needs this Only a ruthless mother can hold him down.

Just like in the original drama, Tong Wenjie was slapped by Pan Shuai who persuaded the fight. In the original drama, it was an accidental injury. Fang Yifan is a little uncertain this time.

"Come in and sit down, it's a bit too messy today."

Li Meng was also a little frightened by Tong Wenjie. She invited Tong Wenjie here mainly to discuss with her about Fang Yifan's transfer to an art student, and to file a complaint by the way.

She saw Fang Yifan selling Pan Shuai's painting. Although the figure in the painting was covered by a veil, she recognized it as herself at a glance.

"It's all my fault, my bad temper."

Tong Wenjie's violent temper is also assigned to whom. Fang Yifan's teacher is as good as his attitude.

"It's okay, Yifan's mother, I invite you to come here today. The main thing is to talk about Fang Yifan's transfer to an art student. You can think about it."

After all, Li Meng did not forget the business.

"Okay, Mr. Li, then I'll discuss it with his father when I go back."

Poor grades are bothering, and good grades are also worrying. In the past few days, Tong Wenjie hasn't had a good night's sleep because of this matter.

Li Meng didn't tell Tong Wenjie about Ji Yangyang's squatting. It used to be that Fang Yifan had the same situation, but now it's obviously inappropriate. She left Liu Jing and the two chatted alone.

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"Fangyuan, your son has lost his eyes on money. He sells paintings at school and earns money from his teachers and classmates; because a student bought his paintings, he has no living expenses for lunch. He went hungry for a whole week and almost didn't suffer from stomach problems. Now, let's go to Song Qian's house, I have something to ask her."

After Tong Wenjie hung up the phone, she gave Fang Yifan a hard look.

"Mom, this is really a misunderstanding. I didn't expect that Hanhan to be so honest. He would rather be hungry and spend money on paintings."

If Li Meng hadn't mentioned this matter today, Fang Yifan really wouldn't have known about it. He could only say that the crush of a high school student was just so desperate.

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

It is also an annoyance that her son is too good. Tong Wenjie has only seen this annoyance in TV dramas before, but now she has really experienced it.

At Song Qian's house, Qiao Yingzi was telling her mother the scene after school as a joke.

"Mom, you haven't seen Aunt Tong like that. Her LV bag was turned into a meteor hammer, and she hit Fang Hou again and again, making him run away with his head in his arms."

"Alright, why did Wen Jie hit him?"

During a summer vacation, Song Qian and Fang Yifan changed a lot. Hearing that he was beaten by Tong Wenjie again, she asked curiously.

"It should be that Fang Hou was found out about selling paintings at school. Teacher Li told Aunt Tong."

"Selling paintings at school? What is Fang Yifan thinking in his head?"

Hearing that this was the reason, Song Qian was speechless for a while.

"Mom, Fang Hou has made a lot of money selling paintings at school during this time, 5000 for oil paintings and 800 for sketches. Many students in our class asked him to buy paintings."

In addition to studying, Qiao Yingzi also wants to communicate more with her mother on other things.

"It's so expensive and someone asks him to buy paintings. You students are really rich."

Song Qian remembered the time when she was studying, and compared with the current students, they are more popular than others.

"Most of the people who buy paintings from him are male classmates, and the paintings are the crushes of these male classmates. Now you know why his paintings sell so well."

"It's a mess. Did he get the other party's consent to draw portraits? This could constitute a crime."

"He's an old thief. The other party agrees with him to copy the painting, but the other party disagrees. He puts a veil on the person in the painting."

Sometimes, Qiao Yingzi really wanted to cut open Fang Yifan's brain to see what kind of structure it was inside.

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"Yingzi, it's me, Daddy, open the door for me quickly."

Qiao Weidong shouted in front of the visitor screen at the stairway, holding an astronomical telescope.

"Hey, old Qiao came to see Yingzi."

"Hello Uncle Joe"

"Wenjie and Fanfan, let's go together."

Thanks to Li Meng not telling Tong Wenjie about the shift, they met Qiao Weidong this time.

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"Wenjie, Fanfan, why are you here again?"

What is a 360-degree turn, the expression on Song Qian's face is that.

"I'm here to give Yingzi an astronomical telescope."

Qiao Weidong had a sense of ownership, picked up his things and rushed into the room.

"I met him at the top of the stairs. He said he wanted to come up. I'm too embarrassed to refuse."

Tong Wenjie explained in a low voice in front of Song Qian.

"I know, this man has no skin and no face, you really can't do anything about him; by the way, I heard from Yingzi that you went to school today and beat Fanfan, why?"

Song Qian asked knowingly.

"Mom, Aunt Song, I went to play with Yingzi."

Not in the mood to listen to how the two of them arranged themselves, Fang Yifan said.

"go Go"

It just so happened that the two of them also had a lot to talk about.

"Song Qian, I'm so annoyed. I used to be annoyed by Fang Yifan's poor grades, and now I'm annoyed by his good grades. I haven't had a good night's sleep these days."

Tong Wenjie doesn't have Versailles, she just tells the truth.

"Why, why are you bothered by his good grades?"

Song Qian was puzzled.

"Fang Yifan's class teacher is that teacher Li Meng. She doesn't support Fang Yifan's art student much, saying that it's a pity for him to be an art student with his current grades;
I made up my mind at first, but after she said that, I regretted it a bit; Fang Yifan is ignorant, and we grown-ups are also ignorant?I'm afraid he will regret it in the future, and blame us for not stopping him. "

To Song Qian, Tong Wenjie expressed her concerns.

"Your worry is justified. After all, art students are a minority. What does your family Fangyuan think of this?"

"What opinion can he have? He has no position at all."

When middle-aged women talk about their husbands, they always look like they can't wait to become Pan Jinlian and kill Wu Dalang with medicine.

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It was also at this time that the grass on the wall arrived.

(End of this chapter)

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