Rebirth of the Millennial: Getting Rich After Parents Get Laid Off

Chapter 158 Refusal of Two Consecutive Rejections
The second day's morning reading session was Chinese, but Fang Chengying, as the homeroom teacher, was also required to make rounds.

However, after the morning reading session, there were two consecutive English classes. Yesterday, Fang Chengying did not assign any written homework, but only asked them to preview the text and vocabulary after they went home.

After the morning reading session, Shen Qingqing didn't forget to ask if parents could come in to watch the freshman party.

"The freshman welcome party is not open to the public, but it will be announced on the school's official website and Weibo account, and there's also a WeChat public account platform." Fang Chengying was quite gentle with this little genius who was younger than the average student in the class.

After saying that, she added, "Do you have QQ? If so, the teacher will send you some links. If your family wants to see them, you can send them to them when you graduate."

Shen Qingqing blinked. "Yes, I'll write down your account number. I'll add you as a friend when I get home."

Fang Chengying had no objection and wrote down her account number for her.

After finishing writing, Fang Chengying was called away by class monitor Zhang Bohang and the others.

Shen Qingqing glanced at it, probably to show Fang Chengying the proposal they had written yesterday.

Then she remembered that there was something she hadn't done yet. She looked at Wu Fangyi, who was spelling out words next to her, and poked her: "Sister Fangyi, do you have any favorite songs?"

Wu Fangyi stopped muttering to herself and looked at Shen Qingqing with a puzzled expression: "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Shen Qingqing pointed to Zhang Bohang's side: "Yesterday, the class monitor asked me to ask about your song preferences so that when they make a medley, they can give priority to songs that our classmates like."

Wu Fangyi nodded, then shook her head: "I don't have any favorite songs. I haven't listened to many songs. I've only heard some in shopping malls when I was working summer jobs."

Shen Qingqing understood and patted Wu Fangyi on the shoulder: "When you have a cell phone, I'll recommend some of my favorite singers to you!"

“Okay.” Wu Fangyi readily accepted. When she decided to stay at the hotel, she was already trying to get rid of the shadow of being abandoned by two families. She needed to engage with more people from the outside world and build her own social circle.

The class bell rang soon after. Shen Qingqing glanced at Zhang Bohang and noticed that they were in high spirits. She could probably guess that Fang Chengying had given positive feedback on the project proposal.

Two consecutive English classes are not easy to get through, especially for first-year junior high students who have not yet adapted to the new teacher's teaching pace. The difficulty of junior high textbooks is not on the same level as that of elementary school textbooks. Although there are indeed many words that were learned in elementary school, their usage and meanings have been expanded.

After two classes, during the fifteen-minute break, eighty percent of the class had slumped down.

Shen Qingqing went over to Zhang Bohang and told him about Wu Fangyi's reply.

Zhang Bohang gave an "OK" sign and then asked, "Shen Qingqing, would you be interested in playing a small role in our skit?"

"No." Shen Qingqing refused very decisively.

Almost the instant Zhang Bohang finished speaking, Shen Qingqing gave this answer.

After refusing her, she didn't even wait for Zhang Bohang to continue trying to persuade her before turning around and leaving, as if some ghost was chasing her.

When she got home that evening, Shen Qingqing regretfully told Shen Rongzhou and Li Xunli that parents were not allowed to come to the school to watch the students.

Shen Rongzhou glanced at the video recorder he had just bought yesterday, which was placed on the glass cabinet with some disappointment.

“Auntie will definitely be sitting in the front row. She’s a teacher, and teachers always sit in the front. So we can give the video camera to Auntie and have her record it. That way, when you come back tonight, you and Mom can both see it.” Shen Qingqing ate a roasted chicken leg, trying to soothe the disappointed hearts of Shen Rongzhou and Li Xunli.

Now that Shen Qingqing is in middle school, she can no longer come home early to cook like she did in elementary school. Shen Rongzhou and Li Xunli also don't have time to come home to cook anymore. So, after moving to Yujing Haoting, they hired a cook. The three children were the main taste testers; they only kept the cook after all three children approved of her cooking skills.

It's hard to say about Li Xunli's income, because Xunqing's operating costs need to be deducted. All I can say is that she will definitely have a surplus at the end of the year.

However, Shen Rongzhou's salary has been steadily increasing. Four years ago, he was a truck driver earning 3,000 yuan a month, but now he is a manager with a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan. He can easily afford to hire a housekeeper to cook dinner.

Furthermore, they don't have the pressure of mortgages or car loans. Shen Qingqing bought the house outright, and she also handled all the renovations. Although they are still driving Zhang Zeqin's old car, he is fully capable of buying his own.

Shen Rongzhou and Li Xunli had no choice but to accept Shen Qingqing's words of comfort.

"Then take the video camera to school tomorrow and give it to your aunt?" Shen Rongzhou asked.

Shen Qingqing shook her head: "Aren't we going to my uncle's house for dinner this weekend? We can just bring it over then."

“That works too.” Shen Rongzhou also remembered this matter.

On Friday, during the second-to-last period, Shen Qingqing went to the office to get her weekly practice test paper and saw Zhang Bohang and the others there as well.

Fang Chengying was looking at their proposal in her hand.

Shen Qingqing didn't intend to look at the specific content, but she happened to catch a glimpse of it when she went to get the test paper from Fang Chengying.

What Shen Qingqing saw surprised her quite a bit; she didn't expect that their proposal would include a montage of scene storyboard segments.

It was clearly well-prepared, and it didn't seem much worse than the script from the neighboring elite class.

Moreover, judging from Fang Chengying's expression, she was very satisfied.

"Okay, I'll take this proposal to the director to apply for permission to put on two programs from our two classes this year."

Fang Chengying looked at Zhang Bohang with great satisfaction.

Zhang Bohang was also very excited and nodded repeatedly, "Okay! Thank you, teacher!"

Shen Qingqing left the office with Zhang Bohang.

"Did you turn this medley of songs into a situational drama?" Shen Qingqing rarely showed any interest in this performance.

Zhang Bohang looked at Shen Qingqing with surprise: "You figured it out? How about it? Are you interested in playing a role? If you can't sing very well, we can let you sing along with them, or arrange a song or two for you."

Shen Qingqing's expression immediately changed: "No need, I'm not interested anymore. I wish you success in your application! Good luck!"

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Qingqing sped up and returned to her class ahead of schedule.

"Hey!" Zhang Bohang stretched out his classic Erkang hand behind her, not even having time to stop her.

That's just one update for today~
I was busy with something three times.
See you tomorrow night~