In the blink of an eye, the weekend arrived. With nothing much to do in the afternoon, He Wenjie took his drawing board to a park not far from Elite High School to paint. Over the past week, he had considered various ways to approach his daughter, but discarded every single one of them. Feeling restless and frustrated, he decided to go out and clear his head. Just as He Wenjie was concentrating on his painting, an old man walked up behind him, stood watching for a moment, and said, "That's quite a fine drawing. Have you studied art?"
He Wenjie had already noticed the person behind him. "I studied for a period, though I haven't painted in a long time. I just happened to have some free time today. Do you like oil painting as well, sir?"
"My skills aren't much. I just do it for a bit of personal amusement at home—I'd never dare take it outside. You might not know me, but I live in the building right across from yours. I'm getting on in years and have a light sleep, so I see you practicing martial arts on your rooftop every morning. I never expected you to be such a man of many talents."
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