Zhang Heng didn't dare to show off his tricks at this time. He couldn't be too hasty. His sister Bi Jing was only twelve years old. If he got scared, it would be a crime for him. He had to pretend to be ignorant and asked: "Xiaoyi, are you there?"
What nonsense are you talking about? Where is Qin Qin, Xiuxiu, are you having a nightmare?"
"Dream?" Xiaoyi sat up from the back seat, looked at the hazy light coming in from the window, and shook her little head vigorously!
"It can't really be a dream!" Zhang Heng turned around happily and touched his sister's little head.
My sister looked confused until she went up the stairs. Although Zhang Heng felt distressed, he could only continue to pretend to be confused.
Now her mother has sold the shop, and with some savings, she has finally paid off all the debts owed by his father. At this time, Zhang Heng has three salaries, Dazhu's, his salary at the club, and his salary as a barbarian king.
I really need to find some way to make money.
But after studying the Taekwondo model, he felt that opening a martial arts gym is actually very profitable. He should take it one step at a time. Maybe he should find a professional to help take care of the business, but he still has to wait until Master Yinglong becomes a disciple.
Will consider it later.
Zhang Heng opened the door with the breakfast he bought. It was already past seven in the morning, and his mother was most likely already up. Sure enough, his mother, who was neatly dressed, was cleaning the room. The smell of porridge and sounds came from the kitchen.
It must be Sister Chen who is busy. The two girls recognized him as their father, so the relationship between the two families will naturally be different.
"Son, why are you coming back at this time?" Mother came up to him.
Zhang Heng happily handed the purchased gifts to his mother, Sister Chen and the two girls. Before he went out, he received a red envelope from Sister Chen, which contained four hundred yuan. This was the gift money for him to become a thousand father, and he pressed
The rule of thumb is to buy something in return. The value doesn't matter.
"It's summer vacation now. It's difficult to book Bai Yao's air tickets, so we'll come back in the evening." Zhang Heng's lying skills are now so good that he can easily do so.
My mother was not suspicious and just asked: "How are things going?"
"It's all done!" Zhang Heng said again: "Mom, I will go out to ask about my sister's schooling later. Now the small courtyard belongs to me temporarily, and you and your sister can also transfer their household registrations to the city."
This was originally a good thing, but the mother said: "Son, you and Xiaoyi's household registration can be transferred to the city, but mom's household registration cannot be transferred. In a few years, the land distribution period will be up. If mom's household registration is also transferred out,
, our family may not be allocated land in the village in the future, and your father’s household registration is still in the village!”
Zhang Heng was startled. This was also the case. The country promised that the land in the village would not change for thirty years. In a few years, this period will be up. No one knows the future policy. If the land is redistributed according to household registration, all the family income will be transferred.
In the end, this land may really be gone, probably because of my father.
As for the transfer of household registration he just said, it is common sense. Even a veterinarian in the village can transfer the household registration to the town. There is no special effect. However, transferring the household registration to the city is actually a great honor for the villagers. Of course, this
It refers to the earlier years.
"Okay, just transfer my and Xiaoyi's household registration to the city." He would have transferred his household registration to the school when he was in college, and his sister could also transfer her household registration if she wanted to study.
At this time, the two girls who heard the commotion in the room started to make a fuss, and Zhang Heng, the father-in-law, played with them for a while.
After breakfast, her mother asked her sister to catch up on her sleep, but Zhang Heng insisted on going out to ask about school matters, so he followed her out. This was really not a lie, he was indeed asking his sister about school matters.
In the current situation, it was natural to find a good school for my sister. I immediately hung up the phone to Zi Chen and made an appointment with him, Shen Mo and Wang Feng. It was the weekend today and everyone had time.
In just ten days, the reunion of the four of them was already a different scene. Zhang Heng's temperament changed drastically. If it was a dusty pig-killing knife in the past, now it is a sharp sword unsheathed, with its sharp edge clearly visible.
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"How did you become so strong?" Silence asked in shock upon meeting him. This cold-faced hand-to-hand master was younger than Zhang Heng and was currently in his second year of high school.
Zi Chen frowned when he heard this. Maybe it was because he saw Zhang Heng every day at work, so he didn't notice it much. Now when he looked carefully, he realized that this friend who had always been somewhat mysterious had become very powerful.
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Only Wang Feng asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhang has always been strong, hasn't he?" This title cannot be changed, but the four people have their own roles, so it doesn't matter what the title is.
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "I've had a lot of opportunities recently!" He immediately explained the Tantric matters selectively. The four of them were in the private room of the tea house, and they didn't have to worry about the conversation.
"The hidden barbarian king who has been making a lot of noise these days is actually you?" Shen Mo said with a look of disbelief. Due to family reasons, he would have heard more news, so he had such a big reaction.
Looking at San Ru's astonished eyes, Zhang Heng explained for a while and then shifted the topic to his sister's study. Silence knew better in this regard. Today is different from the past. Zhang Heng's family is different now.
You can talk about it in detail.
Immediately, Shen Mo said: "Better middle schools, such as the High School Affiliated to Shu University, Peking Primary School, Yucai, International Multilingual, etc., will start special recruitment in May and June. They are selected through test scores. Each school only recruits a few hundred students."
, the minimum tuition fee is about 20,000 yuan a year, and the tuition fee for International Multilingual is nearly 40,000 yuan a year, and there are also accommodation, meals and other messy things, which are not affordable by ordinary families. "
Zhang Heng spit out the tea as soon as he heard it. His college tuition fee was 10,000 yuan a year, which he thought was super expensive. He didn't expect that just one year of junior high school would cover his four-year college expenses. Sure enough, it is not something that ordinary families can afford.
Just imagine, if this was said in the village, it would probably be a joke.
"Money is not an issue!" Although Zhang Heng was surprised, he did not hesitate. Perhaps the more he spent, the less guilty he felt towards his sister.
Without thinking, he shook his head silently and said: "This is not a matter of money. Now I have missed the time to apply for the exam. Unless there is a relationship, I won't be able to go to a prestigious school with money."
Zhang Heng patted his forehead, but he didn't know that the reality was like this. Sometimes the "child slave" was more helpless than the "house slave"!
He didn't continue the topic, mainly because he didn't want to owe Mo Sheng's affection. After all, Shen Mo was still young, so even if she had connections at home, it was hard to use them, so she said, "Well, I'll put this aside for now. I'll see you guys today."
I have other things to talk about when I get out."
"Brother Zhang, if you have anything to do, just say it. I can't do anything else. It's okay to run errands!" Wang Feng said coldly. Not to mention how excited he was at this moment, he was leaning against a big tree.
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Zhang Heng said with a smile: "The thing is like this, I plan to arrange to join a kickboxing gym in the near future, visit all the Taekwondo gyms in Chengdu, and then open my own martial arts gym!"
"Zhang Heng, you plan to open a martial arts gym!" Zi Chen suddenly raised his voice. Opening a martial arts gym is his dream.
Zhang Heng nodded and said: "Well, we are cooperating with the Dongmei Club. I contacted a martial arts master this time. He is the inheritor of Tongbei Quan. He is in the process of recuperation and will come to Chengdu with his disciples in a few days.
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"Martial arts master!" Shen Mo and Zi Chen shouted in unison.
"Well, it's very strong. You'll know when you see him. Well, I'm looking for you today to ask if you are interested in helping develop clubs in colleges and universities." Zhang Heng pointed out the key points.
Although there are many hiding places at his disposal now, it would be inconvenient to find hiding places to handle this kind of thing. Although Ying Long and his party provided military support, they still lacked organizational skills. If they all relied on Fu Mei and Shang Dong
Son, that is tantamount to joining other forces. This is not the result he wants.
After thinking about it, the only one who could help was Silent Sanrui. In addition, there was Ma San in the zoo who was as thick-skinned as the city wall, but Ma San was not suitable for running to school at his age, so he planned to make other arrangements later.
In the final analysis, he has too few friends or too few people close to him. His character is actually very protective of his shortcomings. If anything good happens, he will always think of those close to him.
This is actually a good thing. After the martial arts school develops, it will also be of great help to Silence Sanrui.
"Developing a community? This is much more difficult than opening a martial arts gym." The person who spoke was Wang Feng. As someone who had studied in college, he had a better say.
"Oh, what do you say?" Zhang Heng originally thought that the club would be easier than the martial arts school, but this is his family's opinion. Not everyone is interested in practicing martial arts, and Chinese martial arts are too deceptive. They are often boasted to be a hundred times better than the real situation.
More than anything!
When Wang Feng saw Zhang Heng asking, he immediately explained quickly: "There are so many clubs in colleges and universities now, and they have everything, such as online painting, chess, go, football, basketball, billiards, badminton, table tennis, swimming, DV
, diy,
f, paopa, multi-ta, Guta, hip-hop, magic, piano, etc., and even: barbecue, mountain climbing, foodies, waste wood... Depending on the environment of each place, everything that can be thought of and easy to organize is available
Apply to establish a society.
Moreover, when new students enter the school every year, it is the busiest time for the club, because at this time, you can earn group fees, which can range from a few dozen yuan to nothing at all. These group fees are the foundation for the operation of the club, and they are basically led by the club.
So it is said that running a club can actually bring economic income. The scene was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. All kinds of tricks can be used to attract people, but the most effective way is to use handsome guys and beautiful women to stand up. Well, beautiful women are stronger than handsome men.
There are too many wolf friends in college!
Moreover, to apply to set up a club, you need about a few leaders and about 30 people to support you before you can apply. So for any university, you have to find a few principals and a lot of early supporters. This initial funding
You have to pay for it yourself."
Zhang Heng swallowed his saliva. This situation was completely different from what he thought. He couldn't help but ask: "Don't the school provide some financial support?"