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It was another Friday afternoon. Wan Fangfang, Wu Chang, and Qian Yingying had just returned from activities and were reviewing the new movements they had learned.

Yang Mingquan pushed the door open, walked to her desk with a sullen face, picked up her bag, turned around and left without saying a word.

The room was quiet for a moment.

Qian Yingying asked timidly: "Well, how come Teacher Yang didn't attend any activities? I remember she joined the same dance association as us?"

Wu Chang also looked puzzled: "Yes, I think she looks very unhappy. Yingying is right, the Yoga Association was established earlier, but it only held an event after the yoga clothes were distributed. The Dance Association has activities every week, so we joined the Dance Association together."

Wan Fangfang closed the door tightly, glanced at Fang Chen again, and whispered, "Her ankle was injured, so she can't do many yoga moves, let alone dance."

Qian Yingying looked sympathetic: "Teacher Yang is so pitiful!"

"She got two sets of clothes for nothing, what's so pitiful about that!" Wan Fangfang said, and then glanced at Fang Chen. Seeing that she was still concentrating on looking at the computer, she simply raised her voice and said, "Look at Teacher Fang, she is really pitiful. She joined a poetry association, but the school doesn't support her, and doesn't organize any activities, right, Teacher Fang? Otherwise, why don't you just join our dance association?"

Fang Chen raised his head and smiled: "I am old and weak, so I can't dance anymore. It's nice to appreciate your dancing every day."

Wan Fangfang stared at her for a few seconds, then said coquettishly, "Oh, I'm telling the truth. With just one word from me, I can get you into the dance association."

Wu Chang and Qian Yingying echoed: "Yes, Teacher Wan is the chairman of the branch union and has the right. Teacher Fang, you should join the dance association."

Fang Chen waved his hands and said earnestly, "Thank you, thank you! It's really not necessary. I prefer to be quiet. I am very happy to watch you dance."

Seeing that persuasion failed, the three of them had to give up and continue their dance practice.

And from time to time they discuss:

"The dance clothes are too bad. I think they are just street goods worth a few dozen yuan. They are much worse than yoga clothes."

"Yes, I heard that yoga clothes cost more than 200 yuan."

"Hey, dance clothes are for practicing activities. Didn't we buy our own Hanfu? We can wear Hanfu during private practice. It's beautiful!"

It was because of these discussions that Fang Chen suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Yang Mingquan had been silent recently. She was a person who loved to be in the spotlight, so how could she stand it?

Watching Wan Fangfang and the others perform a few dance moves, Fang Chen couldn't help but smile: This newly formed literary and art association is really full of vitality. It's really good. No wonder the hospital leaders want to disband and rebuild the association. It's really effective.

Since the original association was dissolved and re-established last year, the newly established yoga association has been so popular that there are too many people, and almost all female teachers have participated. It is difficult to arrange a venue for activities, so the activities cannot be carried out.

Several new associations were later established which diverted some of the traffic and have now started normal operations.

Anyway, various associations are very lively and enrich the spare time life of teachers and staff. No one gossips, compares with each other, or makes trouble out of nothing anymore.

The college’s humanistic environment has improved a lot.

Time flies, and it's winter vacation again.

For Fang Chen, the winter vacation every year is the busiest and most uncomfortable period of time. Because it is the New Year, he has to run back and forth between home and his parents' home every day, and is always scolded by his mother.

All in all, it's tiring and depressing.

Unexpectedly, the sudden outbreak of the epidemic put everything on hold.

Every household is staying indoors to prevent the spread of the virus.

It only takes a few days to deliver food and vegetables to my parents' house, and both parties wear masks when opening the door. There is no need to stay, just drop off the goods and leave.

Fang Chen found that he suddenly had a lot of time.

While people were panicking and worried, Fang Chen was thinking about how to make good use of the extra time.

Watching the news, Fang Chen's heart was filled with emotion: I should record all of this. Concise poetry is the best way to record it.

Although the situation was serious, Fang Chen was confident in fighting the epidemic, so he wrote his first poem:

Seven-character quatrain. United we stand

With the united efforts of the world network, the epidemic devil can no longer hide.

China is singing triumphantly in the future, The red flag is flying with smiles all over the world.

Seeing the construction scenes of Leishenshan and Huoshenshan in Wuhan, she praised the builders:

Five Wonders: Praise for the builders of Leishenshan and Huoshenshan

Thunder and fire to drive away the epidemic, the sacred mountain mobilizes the iron army,

A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence: please rest assured, motherland.

When seeing the news that my country was maliciously slandered for helping other countries fight the epidemic, Fang Chen wrote: Dongpo Yin? True feelings must not be betrayed? New Chinese rhyme? Cao Guanti

The night before New Year's Eve is approaching. The sudden outbreak is still underway.

The festive season is over, and the homes are desolate.

We share weal and woe, and help each other.

The great powers should ask themselves where their hearts lie.