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At lunch the next day, Cheng Hong turned on her mobile phone and showed it to Fang Chen. Fang Chen looked over in confusion and saw a message posted by Wan Fangfang in a WeChat group. The main idea was that someone was not teaching well, but she, Wan Fangfang, taught very well and achieved good results, so this person slandered her. , and said what her intentions were, and that she was very distressed.

Fang Chen was very surprised after seeing it and asked, "What does this mean? Who dares to offend her like this?"

"Are you really confused or are you pretending to be confused? This is about you!" Cheng Hong had an angry look on his face.

"How is this possible? I have never had a conflict with her, let alone I never said anything like that!"

"This is the latest, and look, it was posted during the student art exhibition. Everyone knows it's talking about you!" Cheng Hong was almost furious.

"Hey, I don't want to read it!" Fang Chen said, pushing away Cheng Hong's phone. Looking at Cheng Hong's angry look, he felt a little confused and a little unbearable, "Thank you for telling me this. Anyone can say whatever they want. , Just think whatever you want. Anyway, I have never done anything like that or said anything like that!" Fang Chen finished speaking calmly and continued to work hard.

Cheng Hong stared, put away her phone helplessly, and stopped talking.

Women have a lot to do! He always likes to catch the wind and make trouble out of nothing!

Fang Chen thought to himself, but didn't take it to heart.

After just a few bites, Fang Chen's heart moved. He recalled that the day before, Jingran deliberately chatted with him for a few words. He talked about how good the student art exhibition directed by Wan Fangfang was. He said it happily with a big mouth. His eyes stared at Fang Chen without blinking, shining with the light of gossip. At that time, Fang Chen didn't say a word, just nodded and smiled. But she felt funny in her heart. Jingran’s ability to stir up trouble was second to none! It's been two weeks since this student art exhibition was held, and you're still talking about it. How could it be so boring? Only then did he realize in hindsight: It might have been Wan Fangfang's words displayed on Cheng Hong's phone that aroused Jingran's interest in chatting.

I'm wrong to blame Cheng Hong!

It's not that Cheng Hong has too many things to do, it's that other people have too many things to do!

Thinking of this, Fang Chen stopped his chopsticks and raised his head, smiling friendly at Cheng Hong.

Seeing Fang Chen suddenly smiling at her in a good-tempered way, Cheng Hong rolled her eyes angrily and said, "Why are you laughing? You've been scolded so hard that you can still laugh?"

"If I don't smile, do I still have to cry?"

"You have to clarify it anyway."

"Originally, they didn't mention me by name. Once I clarified it, it was just me who was in charge. That's even more unclear." Fang Chen said slowly.

Cheng Hong thought about it and said, "Then what should you do?"

"What should I do? Let's drink it cold!" Fang Chen said calmly.

Cheng Hong stopped her chopsticks, put her chin on her hand, and frowned. She thought for a long time. Indeed, she couldn't think of any good solution. Fortunately, she had never encountered such a thing. How terrible this is!

When Fang Chen got off work, as soon as Fang Chen stepped onto the bus, a middle-aged female teacher whom he didn't know very well raised her hand and greeted enthusiastically: "Come on, Teacher Fang, come and sit here." It's not easy to refute someone's face, Fang Chen smiled, went over to sit down, and was awkwardly thinking about what to say, when the other party spoke first: "The major you studied is really good, the courses are interesting and artistic, and you can also hold exhibitions. I'm so envious!" As he said, The eyes behind the glasses stared at Fang Chen with complicated meanings.

Fang Chen was instinctively modest: "Hey, what's good about it? It's almost the same in any major."

The middle-aged female teacher smiled as warmly as spring, but her eyes were unpredictable, "Hey, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front will always be hit on the beach. Let nature take its course, and don't always stop it."

Fang Chen kept talking awkwardly: "Yes, yes, each generation is stronger than the next." Suddenly he felt something was wrong, "Hey, why do you want me to stop blocking you all the time?" The middle-aged female teacher evaded her eyes, " Hi, I was just saying casually. Hey, your dress is really pretty." Fang Chen felt very annoyed when he saw her hesitating. He hated this kind of people the most, always causing trouble for no reason! He managed to chat awkwardly with her for a few words and then turned to look out the car window.

When going to work every day, he has to beware of the verbal instigation of people with ulterior motives. Fang Chen thought to himself: No wonder Master Confucius said - only women and villains are difficult to care for. Those who are close will not be inferior, and those who are far away will be resentful.

For two consecutive days, several people asked Fang Chen what he had done to make Wan Fangfang feel so wronged. One of them even suggested that Fang Chen shouldn't bully young people too much, and even let Fang Chen read a text message on her phone. After asking, I found out that this text message was sent to many teachers in bulk. And everyone naturally thought that it was Fang Chen who said those words, so the image of a cunning and jealous Fang Chen stood in front of everyone!

Unexpectedly, Fang Chen, who usually spoke little and rarely spoke to anyone in his profession, would be accused of bullying others!

But then she thought about it, maybe she was under too much pressure, and Fang Chen's reaction was far beyond her expectation - most people, especially female teachers, would probably have a reaction under her constant pressure. Fang Chen pretended that she didn't do anything, which may have made her uneasy, but she didn't know that Fang Chen was really not interested in what she was pursuing and he was too busy.