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Except for lunch time this day, Fang Chen spent all his time swimming in the sea of ​​books. Although his purpose was to find information about Huang Tingjian, he was often attracted by other interesting books and took a break from time to time.

I have never had such a wonderful time since I graduated from college. I really wish I could stay in the library like this all the time. It feels so good to sit in the bookstore and read all the books!

It was time to get off work. He reluctantly walked out of the library and was about to walk towards the school gate. Fang Chen suddenly felt a fierce and violent aura coming from behind him. The feeling of thorns on his back was shuddering. When he looked back, a sinister gaze instantly disappeared. A bright smiling face appeared in front of me.

"So you're here, I thought you didn't come today." Following the words, department secretary Yu Meifang walked over with her waist twisted, patted Fang Chen's shoulder affectionately, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. But it immediately returned to a warm and cheerful smile. Fang Chen was stunned for a moment. The Yu Meifang in front of him looked so much like the same person. Why didn't he find out before that that person was her subordinate when she was in the student union in college? A clerk-Xia Bo.

"Why, am I so beautiful? You look at me without blinking?" Yu Meifang patted Fang Chen's shoulder hard again. It really hurt. Fang Chen subconsciously rubbed his shoulder and said hurriedly: "Reading makes my eyes a little tired." Hua, suddenly I can’t see you clearly.”

"Ah, you are reading, you are so leisurely! You see, everyone is very busy. You have to find someone to take your classes. No one is willing to take half of your classes. No matter who takes the class, you have to teach Give the information to others, no, the director asked me to ask you for the information."

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment. Everything in the studio was handed in yesterday. All teaching materials such as lesson plans and lesson plans, including the step diagrams he drew, demonstration paintings, and some student homework that he had not had time to send out were all in the studio. He was very surprised. He asked blankly, "Didn't you count all the keys when you collected them yesterday? You handed them all in clearly."

"You also have to hand in the electronic version of lesson plans, lesson plans and courseware. I've been looking for someone to help you find it on the computer for a long time today, but I still can't figure it out. Your computer is really messy." Yu Meifang said with a look in her eyes. He smiled ambiguously.

Fang Chen also understood that the files in his computer were piled up in a mess and difficult to find, so he said, "Then I will find time to sort them out."

"Don't look for time. Just get it out today. The teacher is waiting to use it in class."

"There's no need to be in such a hurry. All classes for this semester are over and we're just waiting for the exams."

"Exams? I have to use them even when the teacher sets the questions, don't you think so?"

"Ok."

As soon as Fang Chen finished speaking, Yu Meifang's cell phone rang. Answering the call, Yu Meifang's eyebrows were filled with excitement: "Ah, it's early. The training park restaurant --- Songzhu Hall ---, okay, --- we'll be there in a few minutes. ---, wait for me, you are not allowed to use your chopsticks until I arrive!"

Turning off the phone, Yu Meifang frowned and looked at Fang Chen, "Then as you said, I will wait for you in the studio at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Fang Chen was stunned again. When did he say that?

"Okay, okay."

Yu Meifang smiled like a flower again, "Then it's settled, see you tomorrow."

The moment he turned around and walked away, Fang Chen really felt a bunch of vicious gaze arrows hitting the back of his head. He couldn't help but trembled all over. He didn't dare to look back, but he only quickened his pace. It wasn't until the click of high heels sounded behind him that the sound faded away, and the discomfort all over his body disappeared.

Yu Meifang stared at Fang Chen's back and thought gloomily: Something's wrong, why is she so energetic today? As she walked away, she looked at the library thoughtfully, thinking in her mind------It seems, after a while You have to talk to the director at the dinner table and say something.

On the way home, the four verses from the dream came to Fang Chen's mind again. Fang Chen suddenly remembered that he had written such a sentence in his high school essay. He thought about it carefully and remembered that it was at a sports meeting. As a member of the publicity committee, he was responsible for motivating everyone to write publicity articles, but no one was willing to write. Fang Chen sat cross-legged and wrote many articles by himself. The classmate in charge of taking pictures took a picture of himself sitting cross-legged. . When the photo was posted later, everyone said that Fang Chen looked like a monk. It seemed that he wrote these four sentences in his essay book without thinking at that time.

"It's like a monk with hair, like a worldly person freed from the dust; dreaming within a dream, realizing the inner body."

Well, I will go home and look through my essay book, and then look up Huang Tingjian online.

Fang Chen regretted that he only liked Li Qingzhao and Su Dongpo back then and had hardly read other people's poems. Now he didn't even know who Huang Tingjian was or what works he had written. And this Huang Tingjian seems to be inextricably related to him. At the beginning, it would have been nice if I had covered a wider range of topics. It is true that the books are only used when they are used.