Save the Bachelor of Heaven

After the parents' meeting, Xia Junshan and Nan Li went to Xiang Nan.

They wanted to ask him whether the off-campus tutoring classes were effective, and whether they still wanted to go to tutoring again.

"Junior brother, what do you think?" Xia Junshan asked.

"Senior brother, everything in the world cannot be determined in one size fits all, the key is how you look at it." Xiang Nan smiled slightly, "To be honest, I don't think cram schools are necessarily bad.

In the small county where Mi Tao lives, children go to school at seven o'clock in the morning and finish at six or seven o'clock in the evening, and study for more than twelve hours.

Here we go to school at eight o'clock and leave school at four o'clock, and the study time is only eight hours. Compared with others, it has been four hours less.

It's even more difficult when it comes to junior high school. In the junior and senior high schools over there, people get up at 6:30, study by themselves at 7:00, and finish at 9:00 in the evening. They have to work for 14 hours.

As for us, it is basically the same as elementary school. That's six hours less. In the twelfth year of elementary school and high school, how much less school was lost, almost tens of thousands of class hours.

You asked Huanhuan to choose the number, and there were only fifty class hours a year. Counting junior high school and high school, how many class hours are there? How do you compare with others? Otherwise, in recent years, the high school over there has become famous all over the country. "

Xia Junshan and Nan Li looked at each other and nodded.

"Zhong Yi, you're still right." Xia Junshan said, "Right now the city calls for reducing burdens and calling for quality education, but other places are all burdened, only in terms of grades. At the end of the college entrance examination, you will not be able to beat them. So everything is false, only the results are real.”

"Yes, in the final analysis, now the college entrance examination still depends on the grades. No matter how high your quality is, you can play, play, sing, paint and dance. Unless you take the art test, you still depend on the score in the end.

But now the competition for art exams is more intense than ordinary college entrance exams. Letting children take the art test will be a more difficult path. Xiang Nan nodded.

Hearing what he said, Nan Li also felt that it made sense.

Just now, after listening to Zhang Xueer's words, she was going to let Huanhuan withdraw from the choice. Now listening to Xiang Nan's words, she even felt that Huanhuan's class was not enough.

In Mi Tao's hometown, children have to study tens of thousands of extra class hours during their schooling. Even if one point is exchanged for one hundred class hours, it will be one hundred points more in the end.

One point is one playground, and one hundred points is one hundred playgrounds. Junior colleges become undergraduates, two colleges become one, and Shuangfei becomes a famous school...

"Okay, we all know." Xia Junshan nodded.

...

"By the way, how is Huanhuan doing recently?" Xiang Nan asked again.

"It's still not very good, and the study is still not serious and active enough. But we are already restraining her." Xia Junshan said.

Xiang Nan nodded, "No rush, this kind of thing can't be rushed. But I think as long as we persevere, there will be a day when water drips through stone."

"Yes." Xia Junshan nodded.

...

After get off work in the evening, Xiang Nan asked Zhang Xueer to eat hot pot.

While rinsing the coriander, she said, "I didn't expect Ziyou to be so bold today. His mother couldn't sit still, and left before he finished speaking."

"People's hearts are like springs. The harder you press, the stronger the rebound." Xiang Nan nodded, "If Yan Ziyou hadn't been pressed too hard, she wouldn't have exploded today."

"That's right. I don't know if she will regret it if she wronged the child like this," Zhang Xueer said again.

"How can you regret it?" Xiang Nan waved his hand, "But every parent of a chicken baby has a set of self-consistent theories, and they all think that they are doing what is best for their children.

In their view, children's grievances are all ignorance, and it will be fine when they grow up. So she won't make any changes, but will get worse. "

"No way?!" Zhang Xueer said in surprise.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask him in two days." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

...

After eating the hot pot, Xiang Nan sent Zhang Xueer home first, and then went home to type.

Now "Da Feng Da Changren" is still very popular, and this month's manuscript fee can exceed 200,000. For Xiang Nan, it was really a good thing.

If this continues, we will definitely be able to afford a house by the end of the year.

...

After Tian Yulan returned home, she burst into tears of grievance.

She had done so many things for her son, but her son said that she didn't love him in front of everyone, which made her feel very wronged.

After Yan Peng got off work, when he learned about the incident, although he expressed sympathy for his wife, he also advised her to relax a bit with her son and remove some of his courses so that he would have time to do things he likes.

"I told you a long time ago that our son doesn't need to work so hard. Even if he doesn't do anything, there is still such a big family property waiting for him to inherit, why are you forcing him so much?" Yan Peng persuaded, " Relax, the child is happy, you are happy too, everyone is happy, isn’t it all good?”

Their family's assets are billions of dollars, not to mention supporting Yan Ziyou, but two generations of people, as long as they don't eat, drink and gamble, they can still support them. It really doesn't have to be so hard.

"What do you know, it's not yours, and it's hot to hold." Tian Yulan cried, "Just like me, they say I'm from the Nan family, but does the Nan family recognize me?

I could only live in a small study. Nan Li's boudoir has been empty for so many years, and I was not allowed to live there. If Xia Huanhuan couldn't get in and choose a number, Uncle Nan could find the district chief for her. Ziyou almost couldn't get in to choose the number at the beginning, it was not your parents who paid the sponsorship fee. "

"I can understand your feelings, and I also hope that my son can support the sky, but don't push him too hard, he is still a child after all." Yan Peng persuaded, "Look at the way it is now , is it really good? From my point of view, if you let go a little bit, do you have to turn mother and child into enemies?"

"You will be a good person, and let me do all the bad ones. If you are a mediocre father, do I need to force my son like this?" Tian Yulan said bitterly.

As long as Yan Peng can not be so old-fashioned and take care of the family business, she doesn't have to worry so much. Inheriting from father is naturally better than inheriting from grandpa and grandma, and the name change is justified and justified.

"If I'm really that kind of career man, can I still fall in love with you?" Yan Peng blurted out.

Their family has billions of dollars at least. If he was really ambitious and looking for a partner, he would definitely not look for Tian Yulan.

Firstly, Tian Yulan's education is not enough, it's just a third degree, not even a prestigious school; secondly, Tian Yulan's status is embarrassing. Not only was he born in poverty, but his mother was still a junior. On a larger scale, this is a bad family tradition.

That is to say, he didn't have much ambition back then, and married Tian Yulan when he saw how beautiful she was. If you have to be ambitious, you will not marry her, and it is more likely to be a marriage with a business partner. No matter how bad it is, I will marry a good wife with a clean background, a high degree of education, and a good personality.

"What did you say?" Tian Yulan asked immediately.

"Ah, it's nothing. I mean, the child really needs entertainment and rest, and you don't want to become enemies with the child, do you?" Yan Peng asked, "In this way, save me face, and give him a break. class, let him have time to play."

Tian Yulan thought for a while and nodded.