When Mr. Fan heard this, his eyebrows stood up.

The old cadre hurriedly explained: "No, I mean, your great-grandson is not good-looking enough."

The others around were speechless, so you might as well not explain.

Old Master Fang was furious, "You are just envious and jealous, just jealous and sour words!"

Someone came forward to adjust the atmosphere, "Old man Fang, should you think more about your Xiaozhao now, what is the tuition for the training class, whether to take care of it, etc. I heard that the tuition for the twelve-character statutory of the Royal Arts is particularly expensive."

Old Master Fang was stunned and immediately came to his senses, "Yes, yes, I still have the responsibility. I won't talk to you anymore, I'll waste time!"

Old Master Fang went home to count his small treasury, checked the tuition fees of Huangyi Twelve-Year Laws, and privately found a few acquaintances who had worked in the education system to inquire about the specific situation, and asked how to operate and what procedures were done.

Someone quickly replied: "Tutorial fees? The tuition for the training course is very expensive, hundreds of thousands a year. This is not considered life consumption. The daily interpersonal relationships and daily communication over there also cost money, not less than the tuition. But you don't have to worry. As long as you are admitted, you will definitely follow the talent training green channel in our continent. The Ministry of Education supports it. There is no need to handle it. The procedures are handled at the forefront, and the bonuses paid can offset the tuition. You just need to bear the daily consumption. However, your Xiaozhao has a lot of income, so why are you anxious?"

"The money he earns is his own. I give it to me as an elder! Do you understand your intention?"

Old Master Fang has his own little thoughts. He wants to prove that he is still useful, otherwise he will not feel at ease. If he can't handle anything, wouldn't he be like the old men in the retreat who are always fucking and chatting in the yard?

After inquiring about what happened before school, Mr. Fang began to imagine the future again, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

It’s great to be in the Royal Arts side. It’s best to find a girlfriend who is equally capable and like-minded, just like the youth idol drama that happened recently, classmates, dear, love, etc.

However, soon, Old Master Fang remembered the age of Fang Zhao's classmates in the further study class...
Chapter completed!