Chapter 14 It turns out that soft rice can be so delicious

Chapter 14 It turns out that soft rice can be so delicious

Chapter 14 It turns out that soft rice can be so delicious

The famous bosses have all cleaned themselves up and returned to the ashore, and it is obvious that there is no future for them to venture into the underworld.

Due to historical reasons, the British side deliberately played badly many years ago, wanting to lay mines and leave a mess. During this period, a group of so-called heroes did emerge, but now the situation has completely changed.

Although chatting and playing with Mantis, Oil Fat and the others seemed lively and interesting, Fan Wumian knew clearly that there was no future in that.

The best way to escape from the current situation of poverty and bleak future is to start a business.

Striving to get into a good school is to stand out in the highly competitive entertainment industry.

of course.

The main contradiction at the moment is that there is little money in the pocket, but too much ambition.

Studying alone cannot change this in a short period of time. Fan Wumian certainly understands that the key is still to find a way to make his debut and save up the first pot of gold as soon as possible.

By then, whether he or she continues to work in the entertainment industry or uses the profits to speculate in real estate or stocks, he or she will be a winner in life.

If there is no chance, then forget it. But since the college entrance examination in Hong Kong is not too difficult and I have extra time and energy, and it won’t interfere with my work, it is definitely worth a try.

His silent efforts were seen as a sign of evil in the eyes of his buddies, which made Fan Wumian so angry that he raised his middle finger wildly.

Playing is about playing, making trouble is about making trouble.

Afterwards, he still did not go to the martial arts club to waste time, but stayed in class to continue reading.

Seeing this seemingly reasonable, yet strange scene, even the discipline director Li Jiagui, who was inspecting the class as usual, was stunned. He rushed into the class with a ruler more than one meter long in his hand and said:
"Ha! What weird extracurricular book are you reading? Are you so obsessed with it that you still won't leave even after class?"

What shocked the dean even more was yet to come.

I saw that what Fan Wumian was holding in his hand was actually a general education textbook?

The discipline director Li Jiagui didn't believe it and read the book over and over again. He found that it was indeed a textbook. Many of the potentially critical test points were even circled and marked.

You don't have to guess what the other person is thinking.

Fan Wumian spoke first:
"When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. Lao Li, I have changed my ways and turned over a new leaf."

"I heard that the school has some preferential policies to support poor students. Could you please find some old textbooks and exercise books?"

"I want to catch up on all the lessons I missed in the next six months. Buying new books is very expensive and will take up a lot of my time."

".Wait, let me take it easy. I suddenly have the urge to cry. I never dreamed that I would hear these words from you."

Dean Li Jiagui covered his chest to calm himself down and even took a blood pressure pill from his pocket.

From this, we can see how much of a headache the "1.0 street-drifter version" of Fan Wumian caused him.

The dean of discipline was indeed a good teacher. Even though he knew that Fan Wumian might be a playful person, he still couldn't wait to speak:

"It's no problem to help you find the book. I can even ask the teachers to help you with it. But I want to know why you decided to study hard?"

Fan Wumian's mental age was there, and he chatted with the training director Li Jiagui without any pressure, and calmly spread his hands and said:
"My dad is planning to sell our 860-square-foot house and use the money for his retirement. I can't go out begging on the street. I can't rely on my dad anymore, so I have to find another way to make a living."

"There is no need to ask teachers to look after me. Their lectures are slow and it is better for me to learn on my own. Although I am not interested in studying abroad, I can still look forward to HKU."

"But I might be very busy in the future, so a more liberal arts school is also good and won't hinder me from becoming a star."

Change to someone else.

Director of Discipline Li Jiagui might have thought he was possessed by evil spirits. However, with Fan Wumian's handsome face and good figure, he has the potential to be discovered by a scout. It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that he aspires to be a star.

Although he felt that "taking the entrance exam to HKU" was full of bragging, the dean of discipline did not undermine Fan Wumian's self-confidence at this time, and instead said:
"come on!"

"I'm still quite optimistic about you. As for the textbooks, I'll ask the seniors who have already graduated and ask them to give you a set."

"A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. My father was also very unreliable back then. Now, through my own efforts, I have an annual salary of 45 Hong Kong dollars and have a good chance of becoming the next principal. This is a ready-made role model!"

Although this example seemed a little weak, Fan Wumian appreciated the other party's kindness.

After the discipline director Li Jiagui shouted that he would go find trouble with Mantis and persuade him to mend his ways, he continued to stay in the class and study until nearly 5:, which also shocked many classmates who had returned from extracurricular clubs.

They felt that Fan Wumian was very different today. He was shining with the light of knowledge. If he had not always been at the bottom of the grade, he would have looked like a top student.

This piece of news seemed to have grown wings and instantly overshadowed the news that Zhuang Muxi had become extremely beautiful, becoming the most explosive and interesting story on the first day of school. Although most people were laughing at him for not getting anxious until he got to the door of his thing, no one dared to tease him to his face because of his previous influence.

Fan Wumian is addicted to studying.

the other side.

Zhuang Muxi left school early and walked to the piano store on Nathan Road carrying her schoolbag.

The young girl at the front desk asked her with a smile, "Hey, didn't Teacher Xiaozhuang resign and come back to get the summer part-time salary?"

During the summer vacation, Zhuang Muxi worked in a piano store, teaching a group of elementary school students how to get started. Because of her extraordinary talent, she played better than many piano teachers, and her part-time income was 10000 Hong Kong dollars per month.

After listening to the girl at the front desk, she said with a smile:
"Miao, I want to know if our store can rent guitars, or buy guitars in installments?"

"No, but you can pay in installments using your credit card. Does your relative's child want to sign up for guitar lessons?" asked the front desk receptionist known as Sister Miao.

Thinking that Fan Wumian probably didn't have a credit card to pay with, Zhuang Muxi continued, "Sorry, I just want to buy a guitar. Could you please show me some electric guitars?"

For music stores, the bulk of their income comes from training classes, and selling musical instruments is also an important source of profit.

As one of the largest music shops in Hong Kong, the store has a complete range of musical instruments, which are neatly arranged by category.

Zhuang Muxi didn't know much about guitar, so she skipped some cheap ones.

On the recommendation of the receptionist Sister Miao, she paid with her own money and used a credit card to buy a nice German MARTINEZ guitar, plus external speakers and other equipment. Even with the discount, she still spent more than 12000 yuan in total.

Sister Miao helped her walk to the roadside, and then Zhuang Muxi took a taxi and parked it downstairs of her house.

In the morning, Fan Wumian said that he would repay the loan in installments, and she really believed him. She took great effort to carry the guitar and external speakers into the elevator and went upstairs. She stood at the door of Fan's house, fixed her hair, and reached out to knock on the shabby wooden door.

The knock on the door had just finished.

I only heard the silly old Fan's voice from inside, shouting:
"Oh~ You forgot to bring your keys again? Do you know that I played mahjong for a long time and my legs are numb from sitting. It's a long way to walk from the sofa. Do you want to tire me to death?"

When the door opened, Zhuang Muxi was seen standing at the door.

After seeing Silly Old Fan, her expression suddenly became tense. She first forced a smile, then said in a mosquito-like voice:
"Uncle Fan, this is something I bought for your son. Please help me move it into your house and give it to Fan Wumian. Oh, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I'll leave now. Bye!"

Before Silly Old Fan could say anything, he saw Zhuang Muxi hurriedly taking out the key, opening the door and entering the next room.

Only silly old Fan was left scratching his head, looking at the things piled at the door. Of course, he didn't believe that his son could afford to buy these. He smiled so hard that his mustache curled up, and muttered to himself in a different tone:
"Oh my, he really has potential. Fortunately, I am a wise father. If I hadn't pushed him hard, he wouldn't have known that living a life of luxury could be so delicious. He is just like me back then."

(End of this chapter)