Superstar starts from the Film and Television Academy

This time Han Fei had learned his lesson and dodged it with a short stance.

"Hey, how dare you hide, stop and see what I'll do to you!"

A bunch of parents were waiting outside the art school, and when they saw Han Fei come out, they immediately gathered around, making a lot of noise and making Han Fei's head explode.

"How's it going? Is it hard?"

"Is the art teacher fierce?"

Han Fei barfed a few times, hands clasped around pretending to shake his head, "Hey, it's actually nothing, it's simple, I danced a bit of radio gymnastics and got in....... , hey, Mom, don't tug on me."

On the car, Han Fei still did not escape Dong Jie's clutches, taking advantage of this time, Han Fei also completely fused the original owner's memories, this poor guy is really not to do this line of material, actually due to excessive tension triggered myocardial infarction directly past, this if not for Han Fei's ghostly takeover, it is estimated that this family will now have to gather in the funeral home dinner.

The Han Fei family belongs to the standard middle class, has a house in the capital, although still paying loans, the family has two cars, Dong Jie in a cosmetics company as a sales director, the father Han Xiao in a medical equipment company as an administrative director, two people to afford a child or more than enough.

According to the original owner's memory, this time and space is actually quite weird, the historical trajectory is almost identical to Han Fei's previous life, but the cultural aspect is completely different, and all the literary greats Han Fei knew in his previous life have disappeared........

"What are you thinking, brat? Hey, wipe the drool off your mouth, it's disgusting!"

Han Fei stared at Dong Jie with some dissatisfaction, his mother ah, just too impetuous, all day long shouting, do not know the original owner, how to survive the past seventeen years?

Ugh........ By the way, it seems a little off, this thing only lasted 17 years and then he's gone, and then he's going to replace the original owner for the remaining decades? That's the logic, right?

Han Fei suddenly wanted to talk to his old man about whether he could consider getting a new wife.

While Han Fei was imagining things, the car was already parked in the underground garage, and Dong Jie gave him a glance in a bad mood, "Go, still waiting for the sedan chair to carry you?"

Well, Han Fei resigned himself to his fate, it's hard enough with one mother, if there's another stepmother....

When he got home, Han Fei was just about to go into his room to sort out his thoughts when Dong Jie pulled him out and pointed to the living room couch, "Sit."

"Oh, my mother, why are you so polite to me now that I'm home?" Han Fei knew it was bad and quickly tried to muddle through with a playful smile.

The first time I saw it, I thought it was a good idea. Do I need it? Hurry up and sit down, your father will be back soon, this is the last family today and you have to give us an explanation."

It is also said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the door locks a noise, in a slightly fat middle-aged fat man, but fat is fat, vaguely from his outline can still see the young handsome features, otherwise it is impossible to give birth to such a handsome son of Han Fei.

"How's it going, son?" Han Xiao entered the door without even having time to change his shoes and ran to Han Fei to ask.

Han Fei sighed in his heart, if this told them the truth, would they immediately die in the past? Hey, since you're using someone's body, you should have the awareness to be a son!

"Dad."

"Hey."

Hey, you really answered that, huh? I'm just being polite and courteous, Han Fei this bad ah, reaching out to put a hand on Han Xiao's shoulder: "Old Han na, you don't listen to my mother see the wind and rain, I did well in today's test, interpretation subjects also got full marks."

"Really? I'll just say my son has talent, you see." Han Xiao is also used to his son being so hooked up, at home they are buddies, hey, no way, creatures at the bottom of the food chain in order to defend against predators, always have to be in a mess, right?

But Dong Jie does not rub sand in her eyes, a hand shot off Han Fei hand on her husband's shoulder: "I told you to blow, day after day, no shape, just know bragging, but also good test? And a perfect score in interpretation? You're so good at blowing, but you're blowing the gourd wire I bought you earlier!"

Here Han Fei is going to condemn the original owner, what the hell? Who's he gonna talk to if he can't trust you to tell the truth?

Han Xiao was indifferent to his son's plea for help, he also did not dare to move ah, at the bottom of the food chain at the top of the biological training is not to make the slightest noise, otherwise the fate of worry ah!

It's just like that, Dong Jie didn't let him off the hook, and pointed, "And you, you'll go along with him day by day, now it's better, right? Studying and studying doesn't work, and you're whimsically studying for a human art exam. Does he have that gift? Now you'll believe anything he says, right? It's the Capital Film and Television Academy. He's been to so many 2nd and 3rd grade art schools before, and there's only one ideal? Oh, so he's getting the hang of this hardest test of all? So you're really going to heal a dead horse?"

"Well, what if, what if I, really, get the test?" Hanfei beeped quietly.

Dong Jie was so angry that her hand was shaking as she pointed at him, "Hey, you brat, you're still stubborn, aren't you? Okay, if you pass the test, you can do whatever you want from now on, I don't care about you, okay?"

Han Xiao a look bad, his wife this is really angry, quickly persuade: "Oh my, you say you, what anger with a child, not worth it."

Han Fei was furious, what kind of impression did this original owner leave on his parents? How come the trap dad is all over him? It's not science.

Chapter 4: Childhood sweethearts or childhood shadows?

Henshaw gestured at his son to disarm the alarm, then turned on the TV and, on the way, fetched two game controllers from the coffee table drawer and was about to toss one to his son when he realized he was already on his feet.

"Play by yourself, I want to be quiet." Han Fei waved his hand and went into his room without looking back.

In fact, Dong Jie has been staring at the movement of this side of it, a look quickly called Han Xiao called over: "Hey, our son today how the? Don't even play video games anymore?"

Han Xiao lowered his head and grunted, just didn't say anything, Dong Jie got angry when she saw him like this and patted him, "What are you grunting about? I asked what was wrong with your son."

"That's not you, hitting him day in and day out, yelling at him, our son isn't in the third grade of elementary school anymore, he's a senior, he's looking at eighteen adults, you have to save face for him." Han Xiao whispered, with worry in his tone.

Dong Jie glared at Han Xiao and smiled skin to skin, "Face? Give him face? Is that to save your face as well?"

Han Xiao didn't seem to be aware of the approaching danger and grumbled, "Well, I should leave some for me too."

As soon as the words fell, the muscles on her face was a twitch, Dong Jie with a smile on her face, her hand had pinched the soft flesh of Han Xiao's waist: "Really? How about just a little more pocket money then?"

Han Xiao grimaced in pain and quickly shook his head, only then did Dong Jie clap her hands in satisfaction and slanted a glance at Han Xiao, "In the future, don't borrow your son's name to benefit yourself, in my place, it doesn't work!" After saying the hand, he decapitated the chicken head on the case.

Han Xiao gulped palpably and could only give in in the face of the shining chopper.

The rebellion is suppressed, the son's problem still has to be solved ah, Dong Jie eventually asked her husband to plan: "Hey, do you think our son is a little strange today ah?"

Han Xiao shook his head blankly, "Nothing is wrong ah, hooking up with me, or the same stinking poverty, it's just a bit of bragging, even the Capital Film and Television Academy dared to brag, and full marks in the subject of interpretation......."

"That's not what I learned from you, it's called the upper beam is not the lower beam." Dong Jie was also amused and slapped Han Xiao in a bad mood.

Han Xiao helplessly rolled his eyes: "OK, the bad ones are inherited from me, my son is handsome is inherited from you, and I don't know how you learned high school biology, I guess your biology teacher can't cover the coffin board now."

As I was saying, a bell suddenly rang outside the door, and Dong Jie and Han Xiao gave each other a wink, "Who is it? This point? It wouldn't be your fox and dog friends who deliberately stepped on the dinnertime to rub it in, would it?"

Han Xiao shook his head blankly, "It shouldn't.... Right?" He said he was about to open the door and was stopped by a look from Dong Jie.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on the door.

A sudden scream came from the doorway, Han Xiao was shocked, but immediately felt that something was wrong, it didn't sound like the voice of his fox friends and brown men either, but rather like the voice of a girl, young and quite familiar.

Han Xiao rushed out of the kitchen, but found that it was actually her.

The girl at the door was wearing a high school uniform and carrying a backpack, while her daughter-in-law had accosted her daughter-in-law and hid her shaky kitchen knife behind her back.

"It's Yanno, come on in, that, I'm cooking, I didn't scare you, did I?"

The girl shook her head, the auburn ponytail behind her head swinging in the air, goose face, high nose, a proper beauty, to say the only drawback, well, is slightly flat chested.

"Oh, it's okay, Auntie Dong, I'm.... It's okay." The girl's heart palpitated as she glanced at Dong Jie's right hand holding the knife.

Dong Jie also seems to have remembered something, her face is a little white, the scene was once very awkward, Han Xiao quickly rounded up, "Hey, why are you blocking the door, why don't you quickly let Yanan in?"

The tone was arrogant at one point, Dong Jie angrily glared at Han Xiao, then smiled at the girl, "Look at my brain, come on, Yannan come in quickly, stay at our house for dinner today? Auntie will make you chicken soup."