vstars Chapter 129 He was once the king of dance machine, but his father came
Chapter 129 He was once the king of dance machine, but his father came
"Could it be Fang Yifan inside?" Wang Yidi saw Fang Yuan turn around and squeeze into the crowd, and naturally thought of who was inside.
"There's no one else but him."
"Then why is he so good at playing the dance machine, but can dance like that when he does it himself?" Wang Yidi wanted to find a word to describe Xia Fang Yifan's dancing, but failed in the end.
"He's just a wild one. Unlike you, his body flexibility isn't up to par, so naturally there's something wrong with his movements. After all, dance machine and dancing are two different things."
While the two were chatting, Fang Yuan had successfully squeezed in and saw Fang Yifan showing off on the dance machine.
What made him even angrier was that Lin Lei'er was there too, helping Fang Yifan take a video with his cell phone.
Lin Lei'er was immersed in the filming, constantly adjusting the angle according to Fang Yifan's rhythm. When trying to take a long shot, he suddenly found Fang Yuan's figure on the left side of the picture.
His first reaction was that this person looked exactly like his uncle.
But my second reaction was, oh no, this is my uncle-in-law.
Lin Lei'er was stunned on the spot. He put his phone down in a panic, stood facing Fang Yuan, and shouted in a low voice: "Cousin, cousin, cousin, stop jumping, my uncle-in-law is coming, right behind us, stop jumping."
He was almost crying in anxiety, but Fang Yifan didn't hear a word and was still immersed in everyone's cheers.
Fang Yuan hung his face as he looked at the people around him. He had originally wanted to wait until his son finished jumping before getting him down, but he didn't expect Fang Yifan to keep jumping.
He didn't care whether he hurt the child's self-esteem or not, he just went up and grabbed his collar and pulled him out.
"Ah, Dad, why is it you? Be gentle."
Chen Jinnian watched Fang Yuan pushing and kicking Fang Yifan, and the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK. After all, beating a child is an action scene suitable for all ages.
It might be a little painful for the child who was beaten, but it was all joy for the other onlookers.
Fang Yifan held his head to avoid the iron fist of love. He turned around and saw the two people leaning on the railing, gloating over their misfortune. He immediately got angry and shouted, "Chen Jinnian, were you the one who tipped off?"
"Hahaha, no, we are here to eat." Chen Jinnian said, shaking the packed lunch bag in his hand.
"Who are you kidding? I've been here so many times and nothing happened. How come I was exposed the moment you two came to eat? I'm telling you... ah, it hurts."
Fang Yuan didn't use much force, just gestured twice to get Fang Yifan out, but he didn't expect that he confessed before the trial, and he was actually a habitual offender.
"Didn't you shoot all the videos on the weekend? It turns out you've been lying to me all along, you little bastard. I'm going to teach you a lesson today." Fang Yuan grabbed his clothes and dragged him towards the mall restroom.
"Dad, Dad, it's not time for class yet. If we go back, we'll be in time and won't be late for class." Fang Yifan explained quickly.
Lin Lei'er on the side also helped to explain, "Yes, uncle-in-law, we have calculated it. If we leave on time, we will definitely not be late."
Fang Yuan let go of Fang Yifan, turned to look at Lin Lei'er, and said, "Lei'er, you should take your cousin to study hard instead of following him and not studying well. You are a seed of learning who is going to enter Tsinghua University, how can you fool around with him?"
"Why are you making such a fuss? I'm trying to run my own business. Dad, look at Chen Jinnian and Wang Yidi, they're here to play too. Why are you leaving me alone to deal with them?" Fang Yifan retorted.
"Because you are my son."
Fang Yuan retorted to Fang Yifan with one sentence.
Seeing Fang Yifan's still unconvinced expression, Chen Jinnian asked, "Fang Yifan, do you really like dancing, or are you just joking?"
"Nonsense, of course I like dancing. Just look at those stars dancing on TV. I can learn it after watching them once or twice. But I still can't solve a math problem even if I look at it ten times. If this isn't liking it, then what is it?" Fang Yifan said to him, his tone sounding particularly sincere.
Seeing he wasn't joking, Chen Jinnian leaned against the glass railing of the mall corridor, took a sip of fruit tea, and said, "Let me tell you a story. There was a child who was six or seven years old and was very interested in drawing. He took a comic book and started copying it. Not only did his drawings look very similar, but he also memorized the cartoon characters in his mind. The next day, when he went to school, he could draw them on white paper."
After listening to his narration, everyone quieted down and listened to him continue.
"The teacher thought he was amazing, and so did his classmates. So he thought he was amazing too, and feeling rather proud of himself, he signed up for the National Primary and Secondary School Students' Painting and Calligraphy Competition. But he never heard back from them about his results. This child was deeply devastated, and he put painting aside. It wasn't until many years later that he started formal painting training again."
"It was then that he suddenly realized how painful painting was. It required repeated practice, learning techniques and theories, and understanding the principles of light. It turned out that what he truly loved from the beginning was a pencil, an eraser, a piece of white paper, and the praise of his friends."
Chen Jinnian smiled and looked at everyone. "Now do you know who this child is? This child is me, the child who didn't get the result after ten years."
Wang Yidi turned his head to look at his smile, and always felt that there was a hint of bitterness in it.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Fang Yifan asked hurriedly. What children, what painting, what he really likes, his mind is a mess now.
But apart from him, Lin Lei'er, Fang Yuan, and Wang Yidi all understood what Chen Jinnian meant.
Seeing that Chen Jinnian didn't want to pay attention to his stupid son, Fang Yuan spoke for him, "Son, you said you learned how to dance after watching celebrities dance once or twice. Now let me ask you, is learning how to dance the same as being good at it? If you had to practice this dance fifty times, a hundred times, or even two hundred times to get it right, would you be willing to do it?"
"Not really. This is too boring." Fang Yifan replied with a frown.
"In fact, many celebrities haven't danced for many years. They also undergo intensive training before performing on the show. In order to make fewer mistakes, they even deliberately reduce the difficulty and smoothness of the movements." Wang Yidi also added.
"Fang Yifan, you've chosen your own path. Whether the future is good or bad, you have to bear it yourself. The art exam is not the end. You still have four years to go after the exam. If you want to pursue further studies, it will take even longer. If you simply don't want to go to school, then find a vocational school. Learning a craft is also good."
Having said that, Chen Jinnian didn't want to say anything more, so he said hello to Fang Yuan and went back to school with Wang Yidi for evening self-study.
Fang Yuan looked at Fang Yifan, whose face was full of confusion. Some words were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't say them. In the end, he could only say, "I won't tell Mom about what happened today, but son, you know what you are thinking. Think carefully and then give me an answer."
On the way, Wang Yidi looked at Chen Jinnian and asked the questions in his mind.
"What you just said, is it true or false?"