tenth year of teaching

Chapter 171 Strategy
Father Li and Mother Li looked at Chu Xia in a daze, and she asked again: "Are you satisfied with this guarantee?"

Mother Li glanced at Father Li, who smacked the asshole in his hand into the ashtray and nodded.Chu Xia turned around and left the room to say goodbye, ignoring Li Yuan's increasingly cold gaze behind her.

When he mentioned this to Wang Haoqiang, he was also very angry and promised that he would never accept this girl into the art class.Things finally came to an end, but Chu Xia became interested in the art major.She looked for the college entrance examination admissions newspaper from the previous year, listed the admissions colleges for art majors, and checked the relevant scores.After thinking about it, I didn't discuss it in class as a whole, so I found a few students who were interested and had relatively good family financial background, and introduced them individually.Unexpectedly, the next day, parents came to consult. Chu Xia told the truth and placed the admissions brochure and admission score in front of the parents.

"Teacher, is this reliable? Our children don't have any basic knowledge at all?"

"Our school tried it in the first year last year. Although I didn't teach that class, there were 27 students in total. In the end, all of them passed the joint entrance examination. Only one person failed the entrance examination because he failed the cultural class." Chu Xia introduced, and then added: "I can provide you with a list. See if you know anyone. You can go back and consult with those you have learned first."

"Teacher, where are we going to learn?" Parents are still worried.

"There are many studios outside now. I have not done any on-site research on the specifics. I can only tell you that there are several studios in our class distributed in three different studios. I suggest you take your children to a home to try. Sometimes, there is a gap between training teachers and students. You also need to have a harmonious temperament, maybe it will match the path of your child, and the final learning effect will be better." Chu Xia answered carefully.

Chu Xia carefully explained and explained to every parent.She thought, no matter what, the more road there is, the more hope there is, so give it a try if you have the chance.

In fact, this year, the art major has only recently emerged, and a large number of training institutions have sprung up, but there are also good and bad ones, and no one can say which one is better.There are many competing merchants, but the pie is only so big, and merchants are beginning to find ways to grab seats.

There are some who cannot get a full refund, some who have various discounts, and some who have connections and are planning to start from internal channels.When the boss came to Jia Mingming alone, she was still very surprised. She hadn't made any mistakes recently, had she?
"Publish some advertisements among your classmates to attract students here, and I'll give you a [-] yuan free tuition." The boss has a fat head, big ears, and an artistic look, with shoulder-length hair.

Jia Mingming nodded, "Okay, I'll try."

"By the way, what's your teacher's phone number? He's the one who comes to give you papers every time."

"Our class leader?" Jia Mingming asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll ask her if there's anything in the class she wants to learn, and let's introduce it to her."

Jia Mingming tilted his head and looked at the boss, "I can give you the phone number, but our class leader is not easy to talk to. I can't control whether he can help or not."

"Sure." The boss nodded, took the phone note, and said to Jia Mingmin: "Take the pile of paper at the door, I'll give it to you."

Jia Mingming said beautifully: "So generous?"

A piece of rubber came over and said, "When have I ever been rude to you? You are such a heartless thing."

"Give me a piece of eraser."

"vampire."

"whee."

Halfway through August, the school held another grade meeting.Wang Haoqiang invited the owner of Ruizhen Studio to give a detailed introduction to the study of art majors.

The fat-headed, big-eared and artistic boss was very eloquent when giving lectures.Many students were moved on the spot. Chu Xia was listening below. Thinking of the phone call he received two days ago, he frowned and thought, 'Businessmen are all profit-seeking. They can't afford to start without profit. They come to give lectures for free, but they just want to recruit students and earn money. money. 'I didn't give a clear answer at the time because I just didn't want to have anything to do with them.He was so capable that he contacted the school leaders and went directly to the school to give a lecture.

After the lecture, the number of Ruizhen's applicants soared, and the fat boss made a lot of money. He smiled and handed out pens and papers to Jia Mingming and others for days, rewarding those with outstanding achievements.The Fat Boss has excellent interpersonal relationships and has a good way of catching students. He directly conducts assessments every Monday and asks the Central Academy of Fine Arts teachers to grade the students' paintings. The top three will receive heavy prizes, and the bottom three will be served by an office ruler.By the way, in order to show his authority, the stick was replaced by a ruler.

At this time, the fellow students in the studio were already doing well, and everyone was jumping up and down to fight against the fat boss.For example, he drew a ruler to replace the real ruler, or pasted the newly painted background image on the Fat Boss's computer screen to make it look like the real thing. The Fat Boss goes crazy between tossing people and being tossed every day.

At the end of the month, everyone was short of money after buying paints, brushes, etc.Everyone discussed that the top three people who wanted to get fat always wanted money to eat, and Zhao Siran, who ranked first, was selected as the representative.

After queuing up to the door of the office, Zhao Siran entered the room: "Fat Boss, we want to eat."

The fat president was turning on and off the phone frantically, typing on the keyboard, and wondering: "Are you pregnant? Why is there no response at all?"

"Fat Boss, we need to eat."

"Ah? What did you say?" The fat manager raised his head.

"We're going to eat."

"Go and eat, what are you telling me for?" The fat manager was surprised.

"I have no money."

"If you don't have money, go find your mother."

"My mother said I wouldn't be paid at the end of the month, so she asked me to endure it for two days."

"Damn it, think of a way to do it yourself." The Fatty Boss collapsed.

"Everyone has no money, can't borrow, and is going to starve to death."

"Come on, get lost, you have nothing to say to me. I'm not your father. If you don't go out for two fucking nights, will you still have money for food?" The fat manager scolded fiercely.

"I still get scolded for eating. If I don't eat, I'll starve to death." Zhao Siran held up his chest and walked out proudly.

The fat manager cursed angrily: "Come back, fix the computer for me, and I'll give you 250."

"Give me the money first." Zhao Siran stretched out his hand.

"This grandson, can you promise to fix it?" The fat manager was doubtful.

"I promise, if it can't be fixed, you can fix it for me and pay me." Zhao Siran insisted.

The fat manager hesitantly took out 300 and threw it to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Fatty." Zhao Siran smirked, and just as Mr. Fatty secretly thought something was wrong, he saw Zhao Siran pounced over, stretched out his hand and tore off the computer surface with a bang, and when he hit the keyboard, the computer turned on.Before the fat manager could react, Zhao Siran took the money and ran out of the house.

"I C, you bastards have rebelled against you." The fat manager jumped up from the chair, grabbed the ruler and threw it at Zhao Si's back. The ruler was spinning lightly and slowly falling down.

"Zhao——si——ran——" Mr. Fatty shouted at the top of his lungs.

The studio here is full of life, but the school is in trouble.Principal Zhang was so angry during the Monday meeting that he threw the cup in front of Wang Haoqiang and broke it into powder.

"Tell me, how does this end? Why didn't you report the good things you did in advance?"

(End of this chapter)