On the day of the divorce, Lao Gong lost his memory

On Monday, Shan Cen went to see Cheng Sheng.

Cheng Sheng's studio is located on the highest floor of the painting building of the Academy of Fine Arts, occupying half of the first floor. Inside, there are seemingly chaotic but orderly easels, and the paintings on the easels are dazzling.

Some are impromptu graffiti, some are semi-finished products that have been put aside after half-painting, and a small part are finished products that have not been put away after painting.

If outsiders come in, they will definitely be surprised.

Because with Cheng Sheng's current status, a random painting can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars. It can be said that these are all money, but he threw them there indiscriminately.

Shan Cen walked to the innermost part of the workshop, and immediately saw Cheng Sheng sitting on the tatami making tea.

This is Cheng Sheng's leisure area, which is also his temporary office.

When it was being renovated, a teacher who didn’t know Cheng Sheng asked why it was decorated with tatami instead of a sofa. Cheng Sheng’s explanation was very down-to-earth, because tatami can be rolled over.

The teacher who asked was directly stunned.

Seeing Shan Cen coming in, Cheng Sheng waved to him, "Come here quickly, the West Lake Dragon Well Tea that has just been brewed, I brought it from your senior brother."

Shan Cen walked over, took off his shoes, got on the tatami, and sat down cross-legged.

Cheng Sheng raised his chin, "Try."

Shan Cen picked up the two-finger-wide black teacup and took a sip, "It's very fragrant."

"..."

Cheng Sheng looked at him, "It's these two words every time, can't you change the word?"

"Delicious?" Shan Cen looked at him with clear eyes.

People can't even speak out if they want to accuse them.

Cheng Sheng put down the tweezers in disgust, "You think it's drinking? It's delicious."

Shan Cen put down his glass and didn't speak again.

Cheng Sheng glared at him.

Shan Cen stared blankly.

"..."

Cheng Sheng covered his face, "Why did I accept you, a student with a paralyzed face and a lack of style?"

Shan Cen blinked, looking for reasons for him, "Bad luck?"

Cheng Sheng: "..."

Before Cheng Sheng jumped, Shan Cen added, "Master's wife said."

Cheng Sheng, who fears nothing but his wife: "..." You are ruthless!

Shan Cen picked up the small teapot and poured himself another cup, "What does the teacher want from me?"

"I'm fine, can I meet you for tea?" Cheng Sheng said so, but he still leaned over and took out a document from the bag next to him and handed it over, "Recently someone handed over an activity plan, take a look, it's just right to study There is nothing to do after the project is over, if you think you can take it.”

Shan Cen took it, "An art exhibition at University A?"

"Yeah." Cheng Sheng started to make a second bubble, "I think it's not bad, and it just happens to give the children in the academy a chance to show off."

Shan Cen raised his head, "Do you want to borrow this art exhibition and open another one for students?"

Cheng Sheng nodded.

"Not bad." Shan Cen said.

Moreover, he roughly scanned the content of the plan and found that there is a lot of space available. As the organizer, University A has many things to decide. It can be said that this is a very conscientious cooperation plan.

Cheng Sheng looked up at him, "I didn't look carefully."

Shan Cen was startled.

Looking down at the plan again, the organizer asked, "Mingxia...Group?"

"Yes." Cheng Sheng looked at him leisurely.

Shan Cen frowned, "I don't know."

"I see." Cheng Sheng said, "Do you think we should pick it up?"

Shan Cen lowered his eyes in thought.

After a while, he said, "You can pick it up, but I won't participate."

Cheng Sheng had already guessed this result, but he still asked, "Why?"

Shan Cen didn't beat around the bush, "Ming Xia's boss is Lin Lu, so it's inappropriate for me to participate." Even though he didn't do anything for personal gain in it, if it spread, it would be bad for Ming Xia and A University.

Cheng Sheng smiled, "Work is work, don't mix it with personal affairs."

Shan Cen shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then have you ever thought about why this plan was handed over to me instead of you directly?" Cheng Sheng asked.

Shan Cen: "You are the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts of University A, so it is the most suitable for you."

"What about other than that?"

Shan Cen pondered.

Because Lin Lu knew him well enough to know that if it was given to him, he would definitely refuse, but it would be different if it was given to the teacher. Given how much the teacher valued him, he would definitely find a way to let him participate.

In the final analysis, it was Lin Lu who wanted him to be responsible.

"Don't rush to refuse, you should think about it carefully." Cheng Sheng said casually, "Some things are not as complicated as you think, and if you think too much, you will grow old easily, and you will get wrinkles by then, what a waste of your face, right?"

"Perhaps your mistress thinks you've ruined her favorite face, so she cooks soup for you every day."

Shan Cen: "..."

The teacher's wife is gentle, easy to talk, good at everything, but she has no talent in cooking, but she also likes to cook, and also likes to make creative dishes, so every time she cooks, the taste is strange, and Cheng Sheng doesn't want to spoil her interest , so every time I was terribly harmed, I called them to top the tank. After a long time, everyone had a psychological shadow.

Just talking about it now, he feels a little nauseous.

So much so that the facial expression changed uncontrollably.

Cheng Sheng looked at the distorted face of the little apprentice with satisfaction, and laughed out loud.

It's not easy to tease his student to change his face, and he can have a good chat with the old lady when he goes back at night.

After coming out of Cheng Sheng, Shan Cen went to his workplace. There might not be many chances to come over during the summer vacation, so he needed to tidy up.

Thinking about promising the students before the end of the term, he took out his mobile phone and called Fang Xi.

The answer over there was quick, but the decibels were high as soon as it was picked up, "Teacher Shan????"

Shan Cen moved away silently, "Well, last time I said I would treat you to dinner after passing the exam. When do you want to eat? What kind of food?"

"Really please???" Fang Xi couldn't believe it, thinking that Shan Cen was just talking casually to comfort them, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Shan Cen's emotions were infected, and he bent his lower lip, "Don't want to eat?"

"No, no, no." Fang Xi was so excited that he almost stuttered, "The main reason is that I have to ask them about such a big matter."

"Yeah." Shan Cen moved the easel to the corner, "Tell me if you're sure, it's better to be a little earlier."

"Okay, Teacher Shan, I will definitely reply to you today."

hang up the phone.

Shan Cen's eyes landed on a rolled up canvas, which he brought from home, and only outlines were drawn.

He bent down and picked up the canvas.

After unfolding, the first thing that catches the eye is the back view and the cat in the lower right corner.

He obviously didn't draw anything, but he seemed to be able to see the picture. The golden afternoon sun shone through the branches and leaves, and speckled halos fell on his body.

The breeze blows, and the light and shadow change.

Like a dancing elf, free and cheerful.

By the time Shan Cen reacted, the canvas had already been flattened and clamped on the easel.

He wanted to paint this picture, draw it down.

-

Zhang Qi put the test paper into the document bag and was about to go downstairs to leave.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the classroom.

She looked up and saw Shan Cen standing at the door, holding a black folder in his hand.

What should come always comes.

"Do you have time for a chat?" Shan Cen asked.

Zhang Qi lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Teacher Shan, I have to pick up the cookies."

Shan Cen nodded, "When will Teacher Zhang be free?"

"I've been quite busy recently, you know," Zhang Qi smiled, "At the end of the semester, I have to hand in various materials and correct the test papers, so..."

"10 minutes." Shan Cen interrupted her.

Zhang Qi sighed, "What does Teacher Shan want to talk about?"

"Cookie said..."

"Children's words are unscrupulous, so don't take them seriously." Zhang Qi interrupted him, "Teacher Shan won't believe what a child says, right?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Shan Cen asked back.

Zhang Qi choked when asked, and immediately retorted, "A child of four or five years old probably can't even tell the names of his parents clearly, so how can he say anything else?"

"Mr. Zhang, I don't intend to offend, but it's meaningless to dwell on the truth." Shan Cen said, "We are just ordinary colleagues, and I can completely ignore it. I came to you simply because I hope that Cookie has a better one." living environment."

As Lin Lu said, it is a little bit less damage.

"Mr. Shan, I know you have good intentions," Zhang Qi picked up the file bag on the table and walked out, "But this is my family matter, I hope you don't interfere."

Shan Cen frowned, "Why? Such a family environment is not suitable for Cookie's growth."

"What kind of family is suitable?" Zhang Qi raised her head with heavy makeup on her face, "Which family doesn't have a difficult scripture?"

"Domestic violence should not be tolerated."

"Mr. Shan, do you know how much it costs to buy a house in the school district in City A? Do you know how much it costs for a month?" Zhang Qi sneered, "A single mother wants to take care of the children. A child, do you know what price she has to pay?"

"You don't know." Zhang Qi said, "Because a house is just a watch to you. You can't understand what kind of life a person needs to live when he has no money."

"You don't know anything, so what right do you have to meddle in other people's lives?" Zhang Qi panted heavily, eyes full of anger.

It was dissatisfaction with life, and dissatisfaction with having one's ugly life uncovered.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs."

"I'm sorry." Shan Cen apologized, "I didn't think carefully, but if I were Cookie, I would hope that my mother would protect herself."

He handed over the folder in his hand, "This is the information I collected. It has the contact information of a lawyer. He provides free defense for women who suffer domestic violence every year. If you need it, you can contact him."

Zhang Qi hesitated for a while, and finally took the folder, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After Shan Cen left, Zhang Qi stood there for a long time before leaving.

When my aunt came to clean in the evening, she picked up a brand new folder in the trash can.

She picked it up and looked at it. Seeing that there were documents on it, she sent it to the lost and found office on the first floor.

When Lin Lu came home at night, he found that Shan Cen was watching the TV on a rare occasion.

As soon as he approached, there was a hysterical argument on the TV.

"You die for me!"

"Do you believe that I hacked you to death?"

Shan Xiaobai, who was spread out on the coffee table, was frightened, stood up, and meowed at the TV.

Shan Cen was also taken aback, frantically turned down the volume, and then wanted to give Shan Xiaobai a smoothie.

But Shan Xiaobai found Lin Lu and rushed out.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Lu bent down, picked up Shan Xiaobai who was rubbing against his trouser leg, and smoothed his fur.

When he stood up, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the TV, "Family mediation?"

A rare embarrassment appeared on Shan Cen's face, "Just take a look."

Lin Lu walked over and sat down, "What happened? Can you tell me?"

"No……"

"Baby," Lin Lu called him, "Although I have lost my memory, I have not forgotten what I know about you. You are not a person who would spend time watching this kind of program."

"Speak, tell brother, brother will help you solve the problem."

Shan Cen remained expressionless, "What did Xi Rui show you again?"

Lin Lu was taken aback, "How do you know? Did Xi Rui betray me?"

Shan Cen looked at him without speaking.

Lin Lu: "..."

"Cough." Lin Lu coughed lightly, "What happened?"

Saying that, he stuffed Shan Xiaobai into Shan Cen's arms again.

"Hold Shan Xiaobai and say."

Shan Cen smoothed Shan Xiaobai's hair, and at the same time told about the meeting with Zhang Qi today.

"So you watch this show because you want to know why Zhang Qi doesn't leave the domestic violence man?" Lin Lu asked.

Shan Cen nodded, "Yes."

"It's true that the economic base determines the superstructure, but she has a job. The salary is not too high, but it is stable and she has free time. So I don't understand why she would rather endure fists and let her children live in fear than leave .”

Lin Lu was not surprised, "Everyone has a steelyard in their hearts. For some people, enduring domestic violence is easier than losing their financial support and house, so it's not surprising."

"But I don't think Teacher Zhang is such a person." Shan Cen said.

Before the video incident, his impression of Zhang Qi had always been that he only knew such a person, but from the recent exchanges, he could see that the other party was a very sensible person.

"You can't judge by appearance." Lin Lu said, "You don't know her upbringing and family background, so it's normal not to know her motives." "It's like people who don't know you think you are cold, but for For me, baby is the warmest person."

Shan Cen's cheeks became hot from what he said, "Shut up."

"Okay." Lin Lu returned to the topic, "But if you want to help her, you don't have to ask her to agree."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Lu tilted his head, raised his finger and pointed to his cheek.

The meaning is obvious.

Shan Cen: "..."

He looked down at Shan Xiaobai on his lap, "Close your eyes."

Lin Lu smiled and closed his eyes.

Shan Cen raised Shan Xiaobai.

Shan Xiaobai: Meow? ? ?

"All right."

"..."

Lin Lu opened his eyes helplessly. He looked at the person who thought he had succeeded in a trick, and sighed how cute he could be. He leaned over and said in a soft voice, "Baby, why didn't I know you had a full face?" Mustache, huh?"

Shan Cen turned his head slightly, revealing his red ears, "You didn't say it must be me."

Lin Lu smiled: "But I only tell those who kiss me."

As he spoke, he hugged Shan Xiaobai, bowed his head and whispered something in its ear.

Shan Cen: "..."

Lin Lu put Shan Xiaobai back into his arms, then got up and went back to the room, "I'm going to take a shower."

After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "It's only valid for tonight!"

"..."

After they entered the bathroom, Shan Cen squeezed Shan Xiaobai's paw, and whispered, "Can you tell me?"

Shan Xiaobai: "Meow?"

Lin Lu didn't wait for anyone until before going to bed.

He rubbed the head of Shan Xiaobai who ran in to sleep with him, "It seems that your little daddy won't come, hurry up and sleep."

He was about to turn off the light when there was a knock on the door.

Lin Lu's eyes lit up, and he sat up, "The door is not closed."

click -!

The door was pulled shut from the outside.

Then came Shan Cenqing's cold voice, "It's very late, if you don't sleep, let Shan Xiaobai go to sleep."

"..."

Lin Lu threw himself back on the bed with a 'bang', "Sleep right now!"

Shan Xiaobai: Meow~~