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A few months ago, Fang Chen found the rice paper, ink, and inkstone he used to paint Chinese paintings when he was young. He also took the time to buy a few brushes, planning to return to his old career of painting Chinese paintings. However, I had no time to spare and kept procrastinating.

During the winter vacation, Fang Chen finally had time and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the creation of traditional Chinese paintings.

Fang Chen understood that learning the art of decals was just about learning some technical procedures for making flowers and plants. If you want to make a work of art, the focus is on the drawings.

Therefore, painting more is the best way.

The new semester has begun again in a busy way.

However, there was no news from spring to summer about going out to learn appliqué art, which had been planned for a long time.

Fang Chen met Dean Wei Xiuyun twice on the main road of the campus. Fang Chen wanted to ask, but Dean Wei's face was as dark as water. He either gave him a cold glance or ignored his warm greetings. They all exuded a chilling air. Fang Chen was so frightened that he repeatedly thought about how he had offended her, and how he dared to ask about learning the art of decals.

Maybe cancel it, then forget it. After all, I have a lot of classes, and it’s really troublesome to have to make up classes when I come back from a business trip.

Fang Chen comforted himself.

Fang Chen has quite the spirit of Ah Q. No matter how frustrating he encounters, he can always find ways to figure it out.

The grassroots still need a bit of Ah Q spirit.

Otherwise, life is difficult, how to survive?

One day in June, the Department of Gardening held a meeting. The content was that Yang Mingquan reported on her achievements and experience in learning the art of decals. It turned out that she had already completed her studies and returned.

No wonder I haven't seen this person for a while.

Surprised, Fang Chen was a little angry: Isn't this treating people like monkeys?

How can a leader go back on his word like this?

Dean Wei Xiuyun made it clear in the original conversation, why did he assign someone else without even saying hello?

Wait!

Fang Chen suddenly remembered a detail: At that time, Dean Wei Xiuyun asked Yang Mingquan to go out before leaving him to say something, but Yang Mingquan seemed to be very close to him and said, "I'll wait for her!". However, after the conversation ended, Yang Mingquan chased Dean Wei Xiuyun away.

This--

How can this be so?

On the bus back from get off work, Huang Tingjuan sat with Fang Chen as usual.

"What's the matter, you wilt-headed person?" Huang Tingjuan saw Fang Chen's depressed mood.

"It's okay," Fang Chen smiled reluctantly.

"Is everything okay? Your face is like a mirror, reflecting all the tangles in your heart."

"It's okay, I'm just worried about why I'm always so stupid."

"It's better to be silly. Isn't there a saying? How do you say it? It's like this: one part is wise, one part is stupid, and one part is left to the descendants. Look, how well it is said!"

"What you are talking about is different from the version I heard before. This is what we say there: seven points for being very smart, and three points for your descendants. However, the meaning is actually the same. They are all used by fools. To comfort myself." Fang Chen smiled bitterly.

"That's not entirely true. I think it's great wisdom!" After Huang Tingjuan finished speaking, she turned to look out the window.

After a long time, I looked back and said, "Do you know Hanshan Shide?"

"Hanshan found it, are they those two monks?" Fang Chen was a little impressed.

"Well, there is a conversation that Han Shan found. Have you heard it?"

Fang Chen shook his head, he really didn't know.

"Hanshan asked Shide: People in the world slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, belittle me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me. How should I deal with it?"

When Fang Chen heard this, his eyes widened - slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, underestimate me, belittle me, hate me, lie to me - what Hanshan asked was simply the question in his heart!

Huang Tingjuan continued: "What do you think Shide answered?"

"How do you answer?" Fang Chen's eyes lit up.

"Shi De said this: Just tolerate him, let him, let him go, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, wait for a few more years and you can see him."

"Hey, isn't this just a way of self-comfort?" Fang Chen's eyes dimmed again.

Huang Tingjuan also sighed softly, "You underestimate this answer!"

Yeah? Fang Chen was secretly confused. But she didn't want to discuss it. She was in a bad mood right now, and she was afraid that if the debate started, it would hurt the harmony, so she had better experience it slowly.

So isolated and helpless all these years.

It’s not easy to have a friend like Huang Tingjuan who I can talk to!

Huang Tingjuan seemed to be sent by God to comfort herself!

The world is difficult and life is not easy. Fortunately, I still have such a friend!

What a blessing!

It should be cherished!