Be kind to yourself, because life is not long; Be kind to the people around you, because you may not be able to meet them in the next life.

Chen Zaitian agrees with such a sentence very much, after all, this sentence contains a lot of meaning. Now he prefers the first sentence.

He doesn't care how long his life is, but it's good to be kind to himself.

Yesterday, I followed the Girls' Generation to shoot the MBC TV program recording, and today's Girls' Generation event announcements are basically gone, Chen Zaitian went to the company to report in the morning, and found that there was nothing wrong. Girls' Generation should still be sleeping in the dormitory, after all, they were tired from yesterday's trip.

Generally, there is no special notice or need to practice singing and dancing in the practice room, and the girls' generation will stay in their dormitory, and the company rarely comes.

The five economic assistants are on call in shifts every day when they are free, starting at noon and resting until Chen Zaitian.

It is rare to be able to rest for most of the day, Chen Zaitian feels the need to be kind to himself, and at the same time to the people around him. So, when he was about to return to the house where he was staying at noon, he called his sister and said that he would buy some vegetables and meat for dinner tonight.

The house that his brother-in-law rented for Chen Zaitian was in a neighborhood on Sinsa-dong Boulevard. It's still quite close to Yaguting Road, and since moving to a newly rented house, Chen Zaitian has walked leisurely to the ** company to work.

Rows of trees are planted on the roadside of more than 700 meters, which is the most famous 'boulevard' in Sinsa-dong. In summer, the lush foliage provides cool shade for the streets, and in autumn, the leaves add to the scene. Compared with other vibrant, fashionable shopping malls and shopping streets in Jiangnan District, there are exquisite and elegant small shops and cozy cafes here, with unique personalities and comfortable leisure. During the day, you can walk along the roadside for shopping, and if you are tired, you can take a break under the open-air café with a cup of coffee and dessert.

It is a small gallery where pedestrians stop and rest, and where amateur artists exhibit their works. In some coffee shops, the walls are pure white so that any painter's work can be hung, and although it is small, it is quiet and elegant.

After work these days, Chen Zaitian's favorite thing is to go to the coffee shop on the side of the street, sit down and drink a cup of bitter coffee.

It's still very early before dinner time, and it's too exaggerated to go to the supermarket to buy groceries so soon, Chen Zaitian returned to the house and took out the painting tools that his sister bought for him.

Chen Zaitian has just retired, and many things were still at home in Busan Metropolitan City, so he really didn't have much luggage this time, except for a few necessary clothes and daily necessities, he really didn't have anything. A man lives on his own, simply, and he thinks it's very good.

Life is sometimes like a glass of water, and the magnificence of the cup shows a person's poverty and wealth. But the water in the cup is crystal clear, colorless and tasteless, and it is the same for anyone.

The only biggest difference is that you have the right to add salt or sugar whenever you like.

Chen Zaitian likes to paint, whether he wants to admit it or not, but the habits brought by decades in his previous life have deeply affected him as a new student.

He also had to admit that he was quite good at painting.

If a person puts his heart and insists on doing something, then he will definitely be able to do it well.

Chen Zaitian may not be attentive enough, but he can persevere, and he is very smart, he has been a little smarter than his peers since he was a child, so he was able to study abroad for four years in his previous life, and he was admitted to the civil service as soon as he came back, and finally became a provincial leading cadre step by step.

With these two points, he has done a good job.

I found a quiet and elegant coffee shop, sat at the small table outside, ordered a cup of coffee, and leisurely took a pencil to draw happily on the white paper of the drawing board.

Sometimes he paints just a leaf, sometimes he sketches a pedestrian, and sometimes he paints a street shop with a lot of content. But no matter what he painted, he was very focused, very careful, and very serious.

Usually when he paints attentively, carefully, and seriously, he paints very well and beautifully.

Sinsa-dong is not a shopping paradise in Jiangnan District, but it is still part of Jiangnan District, which is 'fashion' and 'affluent' in Seoul, and there are always many pedestrians and tourists here.

In such a leisurely and elegant place, there is such a person, holding a pencil, drawing on the drawing board seriously, and a fresh and freehand wind blows beside him in the green shade in the hot summer.

Every pedestrian and tourist who sees it can't help but sneak over and have a look.

What is he drawing? Does it look good?

If you don't paint well, of course, you will destroy this subtle feeling, and if you paint well, you will be like Chen Zaitian now, and there are always some pedestrians standing behind him from time to time.

At first, he was a little disturbed, but when he thought about it, it was inevitable, and he liked it. Everyone is happy to be the center of attention, and he is no exception.

Slowly, he also got used to the situation of someone standing behind him, and returned to his painting intently.

This time he painted a long green street, very clear, from far to near, with a faint pencil print with a kind of hazy beauty. Smiling slightly, he was very satisfied with the painting.

After all, I had been sitting for too long, and my hands had been focused on the drawing paper, and when I was completely relieved when I was done, I found that my whole body was tired and sore. Twisting his neck and moving his shins, he picked up the coffee on the side and took a bitter sip.

"Uh-huh!" At this moment, a dull throat sound suddenly came from beside him.

Looking back, it was an elder with eyes. With a thin face, gray hair, he should be quite old, he wears a pair of glasses, giving people a capable appearance, and more importantly, he exudes a literati elegance, which Chen Zaitian admires. He must have been a knowledgeable elder.

Chen Zaitian hurriedly stood up and bowed sincerely and greeted him wholeheartedly.

"Young man, is it good to draw?" The old man laughed.

Chen Zaitian hurriedly bent down and nodded, "Where, that is, I usually have time to paint, and I can't go to the hall." ”

"Oh, I can't go to the hall! That's an interesting statement. Have you also studied Chinese? The old man looked at Cheng Zaitian with some surprise, and took a closer look, this young man was only about twenty-two or three years old, and he actually knew some expressions with Chinese literary charm?

In his mind, many young people in South Korea today are too obsessed with the pursuit of material and cultural consumption, and ignore the importance of literary knowledge, and there are fewer and fewer young people who are truly talented.

His home is near here, and it is rare that he has time today, and he also goes to this rare 'boulevard road' in the south of Jiangnan District to enjoy the coolness of the greenery. Seeing that many pedestrians and tourists were cheering Chen Zaitian, he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and came to stand behind Chen Zaitian to take a look.

After a closer look, he found that this young man's painting was really good, more beautiful and meaningful than many of the students he had seen. Because of his professional habits and love for talented young people, he took the initiative to greet Chen Zaitian.

Chen Zaitian politely immediately pulled out a chair next to him and let the old man sit down.

"A little bit of understanding, a little understanding. I learned a little. ”

The old man looked at the modest Chen Zaitian and patted him happily on the shoulder. "Come, sit down too."

"Which school are you studying in, it seems that your knowledge of Chinese should be very good."

Chen Zaitian waited for the old man to sit down before he slowly sat down by himself, he felt quite good about the old man, but it was a fateful acquaintance, and it was not a big deal, he said it without concealment.

"No, I'm not studying anymore. After graduating from high school, I didn't go to school. ”

The old man frowned slightly, "What's the matter?" Why don't you read a good book? ”

Chen Zaitian didn't expect the old man's reaction to be so sensitive, what is it that he doesn't study after high school, and there are a lot of young people in South Korea now. Looking at those artists, many of them have been trainees since junior high school.

However, he didn't dare to express his opinion, and still explained respectfully to the old man: "I went directly to military service after graduating from high school, and I only retired two months ago." ”

Chen Zaitian looked at the old man embarrassedly, and continued: "Moreover, the younger generation's grades in high school were not very satisfactory, and at that time, I was young and frivolous, and there was no less trouble, so my family arranged for me to serve in the military. ”

The old man looked at him in astonishment, but he didn't expect it to be such a reason.

"Then your knowledge of Chinese... How did you learn how to draw...? The old man had some interest in Chen Zaitian.

"I taught myself to read books when I was in the military, and I worked hard at that time, and I also wanted to find something to write." Chen Zaitian had already thought about this reason, and he also told his family that.

The old man nodded, looking at him meaningfully and with great satisfaction. "I didn't expect you to teach yourself, very talented, very self-motivated young people." If you don't brag about your talents, you can have a point or two, but the self-motivated Chen Zaitian thinks that he doesn't have this thing.

"What kind of school did you graduate from high school?" The old man suddenly came out with a sentence in Chinese.

Chen Zaitian was stunned, and unconsciously blurted out in Chinese: "Huh? I graduated from Busan International High School.... "Even if he has not spoken Chinese to anyone since he was reborn, after all, his soul is a native of Chinese, and he is naturally fluent in Mandarin.

Korean entertainment is a fragment of memory left in his body, Chinese is the most fundamental thing in the depths of his soul, and studying in the UK and speaking good English is the experience of his previous life.

The old man was really surprised this time, and he couldn't close his mouth. "You even speak Mandarin in China?"

After all, Chen Zaitian still knows a little more about Chinese, and he has no choice but to say that he is self-taught.