After Tao Huayu finished saying what he needed to say, Qinglei's father asked anxiously about registration, wanting to send the child over quickly.
Tao Huayu said: "Usually, one has to sign up for a full six-month course, but in Qinglei's case, at best, he only has to study for three and a half months."
Then he helped calculate the cost of board and lodging, painting materials, and tuition fees for cultural courses during the training camp, and said, "At least 20,000."
When Qinglei's father heard the price, he was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time and hesitated.
The family sat together in the evening, and the atmosphere was a bit heavy, as if what was being decided was not just Tao Qinglei's fate, but the fate of their entire family.
Finally, Qinglei's father gritted his teeth and said, "Learn!"
He figured it out: a person may only have this one chance in his life to have something he loves.
When he was as old as Qinglei, he liked musical instruments. At that time, a boy in the class brought a guitar over, and he played it for a few times, and was fascinated by the sound that could be both deep and rich, and high and crisp.
The only music store in town sold guitars of poor quality for less than 200 yuan each. He wanted one, but his parents rejected him mercilessly.
Later, he saved up for nearly a year, including the New Year's money given by relatives and pocket money given by his grandparents when he helped them sell vegetables, and only managed to save more than 100 yuan. Later, his grandmother secretly raised some money for him, and he bought the guitar.
He didn't dare take it home, so he hid it with his grandmother.
That day, when he was holding his guitar and was about to practice with the book given by his boss, he was discovered by his parents, who questioned him whether he had secretly taken the money and forced him to return the guitar.
It's all because they have no money.
Qinglei's father thought that his youngest son loved painting so much that his family didn't spend money to send him to learn painting, so he created conditions for himself to learn. He didn't spend a penny of the pocket money he was given, and saved it all to buy painting supplies. He filled such thick notebooks with paintings.
Qinglei's father felt as if helping his son realize his dream was like going back to the past to help himself at that time.
Tao Qingxin now has some savings. He is not a selfish person. He does not want his parents to bear such a great pressure after working hard for half their lives, so he paid more than half of it and gave Tao Qinglei 3,000 yuan for pocket money.
——After all, he is also a man who wants to save money for his wife, so he still has to keep some for himself.
After the money was prepared, the family of four went to the city together to register Tao Qinglei.
First, I had to register and pay the fees. When school started in a few days, I had to go to the middle school and tell the head teacher. I didn't know if the school needed to go through any formalities. Once the school was ready, I would send him to the training camp.
The teacher who registered had already been greeted by the boss, but she said something extra, and her original intention might just be to show the high-end and professional nature of the studio.
After completing the formalities, she saw Qinglei and his family out with a professional smile on her face. She said, "Generally, the price of our studio's advanced classes is not this high. The tuition alone is 45,000 yuan. Our boss gave you such a low price because of Boss Tao's face."
She pointed at the paintings hanging on the wall of the corridor: "These are all painted by students who were admitted to CAFA. These are from Communication University of China and Tsinghua University Academy of Fine Arts, and these..."
After going out and being exposed to the scorching sun, the family of four finally came to their senses.
Qinglei's father said nothing, but just patted his youngest son on the shoulder.
Qinglei's mother urged him: "Study hard! Got it?"
After returning home, the couple bought a bunch of things and took them to Tao Huayu's house to thank him profusely.
Tao Huayu smiled carelessly and said, "I really didn't expect that my face would be so useful, but in the final analysis, the studio owner is a good person who values talent. He sees Qinglei as a good seedling and is willing to train him. If Qinglei really passes the exam, it will also serve as publicity for their studio, right?"
In fact, Tao Huayu got it in exchange for a discount.
The boss wanted to renovate his villa and was originally going to find him, intending to hand over all the hard furnishings, soft furnishings and home appliances to him so that he wouldn't have to worry about it. Unexpectedly, Tao Huayu came first and took the opportunity to ask him for a preferential price.
Tao Huayu was also generous, giving him an 8% discount on top of the original amount he didn't charge more. The total amount was almost the same as what Tao Qinglei didn't pay.
Of course, there is no need to let anyone know this, after all, he made a profit from this order.
Qinglei's parents then went to Shen Nian'an's house to find Gu Qingyue.
After Gu Qingyue learned about these things, she and Shen Nian'an expressed their feelings for a long time.
Now in front of Liu Wangxue, she said it again, still sighing: "So, at first I just thought that Qinglei's matter was a problem of information asymmetry, but later I found that it was not entirely the case."
Liu Wangxue thought about what she said and understood it instantly: "Indeed, but this should also be caused by the information gap."
"What's the riddle you're talking about?" Tao Huaxin asked, "What's the information gap?"
Gu Qingyue explained: "It is a phenomenon of information asymmetry, which is quite common. For example, you hear about a business that is very profitable, but by the time this information reaches you, the boom may have passed. If you continue to invest, you will most likely lose money.
This kind of information is usually acquired passively, just like when Qinglei chose his major, by the time he understood the whole process and joined the competition, others might have almost reached the finish line. "
"But it's not easy to actively obtain information," Liu Wangxue said. "You need to be able to filter and process information to extract what's useful to you. The most difficult part is how to develop the awareness of actively obtaining information."
"That's the answer!" Gu Qingyue said, "That's the question I want to talk about. It's a small thought triggered by Qinglei's incident, so I went to the village committee for consultation and then visited the village.
I found that there are still many children who drop out of school after completing the nine-year compulsory education. For those who are in high school, very few have clear goals or plans for the future. After talking to them, I found that this confusion may not come from themselves, but from the unknown outside world.
Due to certain factors, they only know that they need to go to college, but what happens after they pass, or what happens if they fail? How should they develop? Some of them don’t even have a vague idea of these things. ”
This may be an inevitable phenomenon in an economically backward small county like Qiu Shui Town. With a backward economy, education is bound to lag behind as well.
Liu Wangxue thought of the small county town where she came from. She heard from Gu Xuelan that people there still believed that teachers, accountants, nurses and the like were the best choices. Even if the family's financial conditions were decent, the children's professional choices would still be the same old categories.
It’s not that these industries are bad, but as society has developed to this point, all walks of life have flourished, but these voices have still not broken through the barriers and been transmitted.
She remembered that when she was in school, her elementary school teacher told everyone that everything would be fine once they entered junior high school and they could play however they wanted. Her junior high school teacher and her high school teacher also said the same thing.
Some kids really believe this kind of stuff, and when they get to college they start to play around, and all four years are wasted.
From elementary school to high school, no teacher has ever told children how to plan their lives, how to choose a career, and how to make effective efforts to achieve these goals.
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