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It's late autumn and the days are getting shorter.

On this day, Fang Chen had no classes for the first or second period and went directly to the office.

The lights are on in the office, who came so early? Pushing the door open, it turned out to be Yang Mingquan, talking to the computer. During this period, she often came to the office so early to video chat with her son, who was studying in the UK. The child has just entered high school and went to study in the UK. How can a mother not be worried?

Fang Chen didn't say hello, for fear of disturbing her, he quietly walked to his seat and sat down, turned on the computer and started working.

For more than two months, Fang Chen has been trying to build a good relationship with everyone in the same office without looking up, but the inexplicable hostility has not diminished at all. Every time I greet someone with a smile on my face, what I get back is a vicious glare or a sullen, sinister look, which is chilling to the bottom of my heart!

Yang Mingquan's sinister eyes were the most lethal, and he felt like he was being stabbed every time! Fang Chen often thinks to himself---Where did I offend her? Sometimes I still think of Xia Bo's look back then. Their looks are so similar. Could it be that they are relatives? The two of them live in the south and the north, have different skin colors and looks. Of course they are not relatives!

But their eyes are so similar and so lethal!

Just like walking in a muddy valley after the rain, Fang Chen was trembling and struggling. Every day, everything he saw was trivial things, and what he heard were all gossip. Unknowingly, he became increasingly narrow-minded and cramped, and his actions and actions became more and more clumsy. The earth is submissive. People live in the valley, so they are "secular" people!

He didn't want to be a common person, but he was already a common person. Fang Chen shook his head helplessly and clicked on another email. Fortunately, there are still students, and it is still very pleasant to be with the students.

"..."

"It's great, my son is great! If you stick to it for a few more weeks, your mother will fly to see you during the holidays!"

"Okay, okay! Then come back and celebrate the New Year!"

"Baby, go to bed early! Be sure to wash up with warm water! By the way, baby, yesterday a colleague of my mother said that her child is going to be an exchange student in the UK next year. She is contacting the host school and looking for a host family. , I recommended your school to her, maybe you will have a little friend soon."

"..."

Amid Yang Mingquan's increasingly excited chatter, Fang Chen clicked on one email after another. Most of them were invitations to various seminars, but I deleted them one by one after just one glance.

Finally, there was an email that made Fang Chen's eyes light up. The book "The Beauty of Gardens" was going to be printed and published. The publisher sent the PDF file, and after reviewing it, it was published.

In the past few years, due to insufficient annual workload, bonuses were deducted every year, and the workload in the second school year was also deducted by a factor. After learning from the painful experience, Fang Chen decided to write a children's book to meet the workload, so he wrote this book "The Beauty of Gardens"...

He immediately started looking at it.

The office gradually became lively, with people coming and going and chatting.

Immersed in the manuscript, Fang Chen is here, but his mind seems to be roaming in another time and space. The noisy sounds around me buzzed and then gradually faded away, so illusory and erratic...

"Hey, what are you doing, so absorbed?" With the dull pain in his shoulder, Fang Chen suddenly woke up, raised his head, and saw Yu Meifang's exaggerated and fake smile in front of him.

Fang Chen subconsciously rubbed the painful shoulder. Yu Meifang was a passer, so it was particularly painful to slap people. However, she still preferred to pat Fang Chen's shoulder, which made Fang Chen unable to guard against it.

"Hey, it turns out I'm writing a thesis. No wonder I'm so absorbed in it. Hey, hey, he's so serious when he's doing his personal work. I don't even answer you when I call him, hahaha." Yu Meifang made a fuss and laughed, and her voice was so loud that it made everyone laugh. Chen's ears were buzzing.

Fang Chen was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. "Doing private work" was quite a thing, but Yu Meifang said it jokingly, and Fang Chen couldn't say anything, so he could only smile stupidly.

"Hey, let me ask you, which school do your children plan to go to?" Yu Meifang raised her chin.

"Hey, I haven't thought about it yet. My child's grades are average and I don't have much choice." Fang Chen's head started to hurt when he talked about being promoted to junior high school.

"I'm also worried about my child." Yu Meifang turned to Yang Mingquan, "Teacher Yang, please teach us your experience. How did you raise your child to be so outstanding?"

"Hey, I didn't care much about him. The child has to be strong. I have never had to worry about his studies." When Yang Mingquan mentioned his son, his face was full of joy, and his face seemed to have changed. "However, speaking of it, we have to let our children learn Mathematical Olympiad. Our children have learned Mathematical Olympiad since they were young. Mathematical Olympiad cultivates thinking ability. Our children have strong overall strength, are very curious about knowledge in various subjects, and are very energetic. This is a trick when they are promoted to junior high school. When I entered RDF, to be honest, I really didn’t care much about him. The children learned by themselves.”

"Our children are learning the Mathematical Olympiad, but they just can't get the hang of it. I really envy you. I guess your child is Wenquxing's destiny, so parents don't have to worry about it. My children have to supervise their studies. It's so annoying!" Yu Meifang frowned! He raised his eyebrows and then smiled, "However, my son's uncle is the principal of XX Middle School. At worst, he can go to XX Middle School!"

"Hey, let me just tell you that your child has a good life, so there is no need for you to worry. He will definitely be a great person in the future." Yang Mingquan flattered with a hint of pride.

"That's right, people can't be compared with each other. Sister Meifang's baby looks smart, unlike some children who look stupid!" Wan Fangfang also suddenly joined the chat, glancing with disdain as she spoke. Fang Chen glanced.

It's a pity that Fang Chen didn't see it.

Yu Meifang could see Wan Fangfang's micro-expression, couldn't help but smiled proudly, and said:

"I still admire Teacher Yang. He has raised his children to be so outstanding, so independent-minded and enterprising. He originally studied in the best high school in Beijing and his grades are so good. There is no problem in getting into Beijing or Qing Dynasty. But At a young age, I dared to study abroad alone without hesitation." Yu Meifang said another round of rainbow farts.

"Hey, he has his own ideas, saying that he wants to become a global talent. Since he is a student, we as parents can only support him." Yang Mingquan said with a look of helplessness and pride.

Listening to their conversation, Fang Chen looked confused: Why should he go to a high school abroad when he studied in the best high school in China, had excellent grades, and had no problem getting into Beijing and Qing Dynasty?

Listening to Yang Mingquan's video chat with his son in the morning, I was still worried. Why bother?