Let me tell you a joke. I'm a landscape architect.

During this time, everyone is saying that entrepreneurship, internet, investment and architecture are all jokes. You smiled contemptuously and continued to draw on the black CAD screen at night, thinking: Where have you seen jokes, I am the biggest joke.

After all, I'm a landscape architect, bitch.

As early as when you decided to fill in the landscape major on the college volunteer card, it was doomed to be a joke.

You think it's good to be a landscape. Before college, you have been to Suzhou Gardens, Huizhou Ancient Town, Shanghai Metropolis ... When others tell you that these scenic spots, either classical or fashionable, were created by a person named "Landscape Architect", you think it is very foreign to be a landscape architect.

So you fill in the landscape as your first choice on the volunteer card and don't accept the adjustment.

Then after four years of college, you find that what is written in the novel is to sleep until you wake up naturally and take the exam before the exam, all of which are other people's TM majors.

Freshman, others are taking public classes, and you are learning sketch in the studio.

Sophomore, others are sleeping in the dormitory, and you draw lines in the studio.

In junior year, others began to fall in love, and you were modeling in the studio.

In the third year of senior high school, you have to bring a box of painting tools with you, plus 8 hours of madness without eating or drinking.

Other people's bedrooms turn off the lights and sleep, and you move a bench to draw in the corridor.

When others envy you sketching in the ancient town, you know that you have to hand in a hundred sketches to the teacher when you come back.

When others finished college in the dormitory canteen, you also spent four years in the studio.

You want to, just wait for work.

So you went to the design institute with great joy.

You talk to the creator about plane, and the creator says you have no scale.

You talk to Xiang negative about ideas and visions, and Xiang negative says you can't land.

You begin to be constantly ordered, from starting typesetting to making color planes, from looking for intention maps to making rumi.

You think, bear with it, after all, it's a newcomer.

Unconsciously, you endured it for five years and finally became a burden.

You think you can finally let the graduates do whatever they want.

But you find that today's graduates are not fucking willing to work overtime.

You talk to them about ideals, and they talk to you about holidays.

You talk to them about ambition, and they talk to you about salary.

While thinking about why I didn't have so many bullshit requirements in those days, you coaxed them to help you get the map.

Because you don't have time to draw, your alarm clock every day is not your favorite Moza, but Party A's phone.

"Ok, don't worry, be sure to hand in the picture on time."

You don't even know if the promise made with Party A is true, but if you dare not refuse, you will be complained, and then the personnel department will ask you for tea.

You put down the phone, and then you begged grandpa to tell grandma to kneel down and ask all majors to change pictures. You take the promise of personality as an example, but you don't even know where your personality is.

After another five years, you finally don't have to draw, and you don't have to answer any phone calls from Party A. You become the chief engineer, sitting in your office, drinking coffee and looking at the drawings handed to you. Do you think life is like this, a landscape design, what else?

Until you find a BUG in the diagram. You called Xiang negative and said that the height difference here is too big, and you need to add a retaining wall. Xiangfu said that you are old and don't know the design, so you know the card specifications. You look at the thin hair on your head in the mirror. You want to say that you are not old and your hair is still black.

But at the moment when you were criticized by the hospital leaders, you felt much older. You want to say that it is not the business department downstairs that is pulling the project? The head of the business department looked at you cheerfully and said, the market is not good now, so you have to go.

So you started pretending to be a grandson outside, relying on the old face of 10, asking Party A for items like a bitch: take me, free after-service and send two plans.

When you found that the project was pulled out, you made an important decision: connect the core backbone here with the pot and go it alone.

You drew them a pie, saying that the commission given by the college would double! So those who are good to you and those who are good to money have gone with you.

After three months, you find it difficult to pay back the money. You tell your teammates to wait.

After half a year, you find that the balance in the card is only enough to pay their wages. You tell yourself you still have savings.

A year later, half of the teammates left for the other team's position, and you found that the USB interface of the computer was always plugged in.

After three winters, I saw that the company was on the right track, and a young man who just graduated came. He told you that he was puzzled by parks, commercial streets and ancient towns all over the world since he was a child, and he wanted to do landscape design.

You smiled.