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Fang Chen sat on the left side of the shuttle bus, facing the east. At first glance, I was deeply attracted by the magnificent scene.

I saw that the sky in the east was full of morning glow, fiery red. In the meantime, a red sun is rising slowly. The strip-shaped large clouds are reflected in orange, red and purple, colorful and mixed, arranged in a fan shape and concentrated towards the sun. The golden sky looms among the orange-red, setting off the red sun like a burning flame.

What a magnificent sunrise scene this is!

Huh, what is that?

In the warm-toned picture of the sky, there was actually a silvery-white light spot, moving rapidly against the edge of the clouds.

Is that a plane? But why didn't white smoke come out?

What's more, if the plane is seen from such a distance, it is not flying so fast.

I couldn't help but think of the flying saucer I saw that night a long time ago.

Could it be another flying saucer?

Fang Chen blinked, and when he looked again, the silver-white light spot was gone.

Fang Chen often thought of the scene of being rescued and had some incredible feelings. He also always wondered why his physical ailments were cured after he was rescued. But as a materialist, Fang Chen has no doubt that the rescuer is a real person. I just thought he might be the so-called outsider who has martial arts and knows qigong.

Logically speaking, I should thank them, but at that time I was determined to die, and I was a little angry at the rescuer. I didn't think of leaving my contact information at that time, and I don't know where to find it now.

We meet each other everywhere in life. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we must express it. After all, it is a life-saving grace. Fang Chen secretly comforted himself.

Regarding Huang Tingjian in the dream, she was more inclined to think that he was thinking about it during the day and dreaming about it at night, so she did not take the dream as one thing.

One of the characteristics of people is that they will remember the things they least understand and keep them in their hearts. That's it, sometimes Fang Chen would suddenly think of this matter and analyze it over and over again. But I can't always figure out a clue.

Only one thing is certain: all the incredible things happened after the rescue.

Looking into the distance, Fang Chen murmured: "Huang Tingjian, Huang Tingjian..., what on earth is going on?"

"Why, what's going on?" the beautiful woman sitting next to her asked in surprise.

"It's okay, I was just talking to myself." Fang Chen was very embarrassed.

"I'm talking to myself, but why do I seem to hear you calling my name?"

"Ah!" This time it was Fang Chen's turn to be surprised. She turned her head and glanced at the beauty. She was really a beautiful woman with a very good temperament, but she had never seen her before and didn't recognize her. He asked carefully: "What is your name?"

"Huang Tingjuan..., didn't you call me just now?"

"Ah!" Fang Chen was shocked, such a coincidence? Such a beautiful woman is also called Huang Tingjian?

After asking about how to write the name, Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was the homophone of Huang Tingjian.

As we chatted, we found out that Huang Tingjuan was a Chinese teacher who had just been transferred to the school.

Fang Chen briefly told the story of Huang Tingjian's previous life, and both of them laughed. Destined to be connected by a thin thread, we all met because of Huang Tingjian!

Suddenly remembering his newly developed hobby of poetry, Fang Chen jokingly said: "Since it has the same pronunciation with Huang Tingjian's name, the poetry must be great. How about you become my poetry teacher in the future!"

Huang Tingjuan also said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Okay! Thank you for watching."

I was very busy as soon as I got to school.

After cleaning, start organizing lesson plans and lesson plans.

Not only the electronic version must be submitted, but also the paper version of the lesson plan and lesson plans for the first four weeks.

There was only one printer for the three people in the office, and it couldn't be filled at the moment, so Fang Chen came to the studio, which also needed to be cleaned. The studio was empty, with only a table, a chair, a cabinet, and some dust. The cupboard is also empty. Cleaning is easy, just wipe and sweep.

I was already busy, but there were still a lot of phone calls.

There was a call from a university. After asking, it turned out that it was the university that was recruiting art teachers, and it still insisted on asking Fang Chen to teach calligraphy. How could he have the nerve to show his broken handwriting, let alone teach others, Fang Chen politely declined in the end.

There was another call from a classmate in the advanced graduate class. He said that there was a sponsor and they wanted to jointly hold an art exhibition and invited Fang Chen to participate in the exhibition. How can I participate in an exhibition if I don’t even have a work that I can show off? Fang Chen declined regretfully.

Another publishing house contacted Fang Chen and wanted to publish a picture album for her. When I thought that I didn’t have many decent works, I had no choice but to decline.

When you draw it, you will regret it less!

I don’t have time to draw, what should I do?