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Chapter 5 The First Hundred Kinds of Filial Piety

When he woke up the next morning, Shi Jia indeed handed over both the phone and the charger to Chen Zi'ang as promised.

"Just stop playing with your mobile phone all the time. If the teacher confiscates you, I won't get a mobile phone for you before the college entrance examination." Shi Jia told her son that she didn't say anything like studying hard. She said it several times before, but her son was very disgusted and she never said it again.

"Well, I understand, mom." Chen Zi'ang agreed.

This made Shi Jia very happy, and her son was willing to say a few more words to her parents.

This is a good sign.

"Is the pocket money enough? Mom gives you some more." Shi Jia whispered while Chen Feng was away.

Although the family is not rich, they only have one son, and the two old people have a stable job, so they are not struggling to live.

"No need, mom, there is still money in the meal card. The pocket money you gave me last week has not been spent yet." Chen Zi'ang refused. In fact, his pocket money had been spent by the original Chen Zi'ang long ago.

When Chen Zi'ang was out of money, he didn't want to ask his parents for it. If he needed to spend it, he would ask Dai Shuai to "borrow" some. Anyway, that guy has money at home and has a lot of pocket money.

It is said that Dai Shuai’s New Year’s money for the New Year is in units of 100,000 yuan every year. Moreover, his parents did not confiscate his New Year’s money and let him save it.

On the contrary, he also gave him living expenses and pocket money every week.

"I haven't spent the pocket money yet?" Shi Jia knew her son and was a little unbelievable.

"Well, look, there are still dozens of dollars." Chen Zi'ang took out a small stack of RMB from his pocket, one, ten, and twenty dollars...

All the money given to him by Dai Shuai, he never has to pay it back.

After graduating from high school in his previous life, Chen Zi'ang had no choice but to send money to his home, so there was no time to ask for it.

However, Shi Jia's intention made him feel warm and his nose felt sour.

What a happy family.

"Eat more delicious food in the cafeteria. Didn't your parents spend money on you? Use these five hundred to recharge your meal cards." Shi Jia took out five big red coins from her wallet and stuffed them into Chen Zi'ang's hand.

"Mom, I have enough money for food. I will have winter vacation in more than ten days, so I don't need to recharge it anymore." Chen Zi'ang insisted on returning the money to his mother, and planned to stop asking for money from home from now on.

Chen Feng is a very old person in IT and has not had a good life.

IT men like Chen Feng, who are in their forties, either change careers or do business by themselves, rely on others to do things according to their faces. No one is happy to do things according to their faces.

Recently, the two old people have also planned to let Chen Feng resign and go out alone.

However, starting a business is not that easy. Not to mention the funds, Chen Feng doesn’t even have a project and has no direction.

"I don't want this kid to give you money, are you still angry with mom?" Shi Jia was so happy. Her son became sensible, but she looked very sad.

Seeing that his mother was unhappy, Chen Zi'ang quickly took back the five hundred yuan, hugged his mother's shoulder and smiled: "If you want it, of course you have money to spend. I will accept these five hundred yuan, and I will return it to you in the future."

Shi Jia touched Chen Zi'ang's head and said with a smile: "Million times, isn't that 500 million? It's more reliable to say anything big. You can't coax girls in the future."

"Mom, are you talking about you being a girl? Haha." Chen Zi'ang laughed.

Shi Jia was embarrassed and pinched Chen Zi'ang's nose and scolded, "Are you making fun of me?"

Chen Zi'ang swears: "No, no, in my eyes, my mother is the most beautiful girl in the world, always at the age of twenty."

Shi Jia was a famous beauty when she was young, but Chen Feng looked too average, which led to Chen Zi'ang's appearance being averaged. Otherwise, he would have to follow Shi Jia's genes and his appearance would definitely not be worse than Dai Shuai.

...

After eating breakfast made by her mother at home, Chen Zi'ang rode the old bicycle to school.

The relationship with my mother has been basically restored, which is gratifying.

But he still has the same relationship with his father, and he won’t get along well unless his academic performance improves and he can get into a good university in the college entrance examination.

This made Chen Zi'ang a little irritated, and his parents didn't know that he wanted to apply for an art school.

If I knew, my mother would be fine, but my father would definitely disagree. It is possible to knock him out of the house.

My dad is too honest and kind, and it can be said that it is the most realistic.

What kind of actors or singers are unrealistic to him, and the intensity of competition in that field is the most tragic in the world in his opinion.

His son wanted to tell him that he would enter that industry in the future, but he disagreed with it for a hundred times.

This makes Chen Zi'ang a headache to think about it.

He was so filial to his parents in his previous life, and his original intention of running away from home was to make his parents not feel embarrassed and that his younger brother could rest assured and take the college entrance exam.

In this life, he knows blessings in his blessings, and filial piety is the first priority for all virtues, and does not want the family of three to be in harmony.

"Secretly going to the art exam?" Chen Zi'ang thought while riding a bicycle.

The art exam is the first step. If the art exam fails, the top scorer in the college entrance examination is useless.

The art exams for major art colleges and universities registered by the Ministry of Education are held in February.

He has no confidence in the three art colleges that Chen Zi'ang plans to apply for.

Of course, that is in the acting department. If it is in the director department, he is still a little sure.

Because the director's department is unpopular.

Although he became the second male lead in the film and television industry in his previous life and had rich performance experience, sometimes taking exams still requires a little luck.

"It's better to ask for leave from the school, how can you ask for leave from your family?" Chen Zi'ang was worried. He could "borrow" the travel expenses at Dai Shuai, but he didn't know how to ask for leave from his family.

Take one step at a time.

Finally, after entering the campus and parked the bicycle under the parking shed, Chen Zi'ang no longer had to worry, and the boat would naturally straighten when it reached the bridge.

Chen Zi'ang entered the classroom. As usual, his classmates did not pay much attention to him because of a song he wrote last night.

"Is it so early today?" Chen Zi'ang came to the side of the seat and said in surprise as he looked at his deskmate Dai Shuai.

It’s good that Dai Shuai is not late, but he came earlier than Chen Zi'ang today, which is not normal.

"Well, I woke up early today, and then I couldn't sleep anymore. I was sweating, and I was depressed," Dai Shuai said bitterly.

Chen Zi'ang wiped the table and stool, then sat down. Before his butt was hot, Dai Shuai came over.

"Zi'ang, you wrote so many songs, how many of them do you have at that level last night?" he asked quietly.

Chen Zi'ang glanced at him. Although this guy didn't have any sounds, his understanding and love for music were far inferior to the original Chen Zi'ang.

"There are so many. I've been enlightened recently. I need as much as I want." Chen Zi'ang said.

Dai Shuai sat back in a bad mood, Chen Zi'ang was obviously a joke.

Chen Zi'ang opened the book and prepared to read the book well. He glanced at Dai Shuai before.

Although this deskmate is a rich second generation, he is actually not arrogant and does not have the bad nature of those rich second generations in the legend.

He is a veritable second-generation rich man. His father and mother are both powerful figures in the mall, one in real estate and the other in e-commerce.

Among the classmates in the class and even the students in the school, Chen Zi'ang knew his identity alone.
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