Chen Qinglang returned home, took a shower and threw himself on the bed.

At 10:10 a.m., I woke up from bed. Chen Qinglang's first feeling was numbness, his arms, legs, neck, and even his face were numb. He took a look in the mirror and found that his eye sockets had become black and purple again, and his whole face was turning blue, which looked particularly scary.

". He scolded, took out the talisman plate, drew a talisman seal and hit his body, and the burning sensation hit him instantly. After more than ten seconds of torment, the numbness of the whole body disappeared, and the diffused corpse poison was cleared again, still only the deepest part of the wound, with a faint bruise.

He drew ten more rune seals in a row, all of which were stored in the talisman slot. In this way, when the corpse poison spreads, you can directly use the talisman seal to clear the poison.

After washing, Chen Qinglang took the lesson plan, went downstairs to eat breakfast, and walked to the school.

Chen Qinglang is a sophomore mathematics teacher who works at Chaoyang Middle School, a well-known private middle school in Puhai City. This school is one of the largest in the country, and many successful people have studied here. Being able to teach here is a very radiant face.

Chen Qinglang was able to work here for some reasons for Jiang Shuqing, but later he gained a firm foothold in this school and won the Outstanding Teacher of the Year, which was the result of his own efforts.

The teachers in the second year of high school have very good personalities and always say hello when they meet each other, but when Chen Qinglang entered the office today, no one paid attention to him. It's not that these teachers are working hard, it's that their eyes are focused on a certain window.

Chen Qinglang looked there and found that on the opposite side of his desk, the desk that had been empty for a week due to the illness of the previous owner actually had a new owner today.

And on his own office chair, sat a red-haired Scotsman, a Buddhist painter who had settled in China for five years, and had the same importance and fascination for life as Buddha and beauty, this is a gentleman who is serious to the bones, and enshrines Buddhist precepts as a life criterion, when he uncharacteristically takes the initiative to sit in front of a lady, it proves that he has found an unbeatable beauty.

This kind of beauty allowed him to disobey the Buddha's holy words, and it would provide him with incredible help in his painting skills and thoughts, but he would make it clear to the Buddha in his heart that he was not for beauty, which was a terrible denial of his identity and a great insult to his pursuit of pure beauty.

At this time, his eyes had the sacredness of a Christian touching the Bible, and his straight back told Chen Qinglang that when he looked at the beautiful woman opposite, his mood was as solemn and holy as Van Gogh's "Starry Night".

But when Chen Qinglang saw him sitting in his office chair for the first time, he knew the ridiculous and boring thoughts in this guy's heart, and sure enough, when he approached, he heard the painter spit out foreign Scottish Chinese.

"Beautiful Miss Tang, I wonder if I have the honor to paint a portrait as beautiful as you are?"

Chen Qinglang couldn't help but shake his head, if it were another foreigner, he would definitely invite the beautiful Chinese lady to have a cup of coffee at this moment, instead of asking someone to go to his messy studio and sit for half an hour, just to get a Picasso-style portrait that he couldn't understand at all.

Sometimes, he really didn't understand why it was necessary for the subject to sit for half an hour to paint an oil painting that did not bear the slightest resemblance to the subject? If any lady knew that after sitting for half an hour, she would be kicked out of the studio immediately if she could not drink a cup of hot water—on the grounds that the presence of outsiders would affect the painter's subsequent work—I wonder if she would just cut the artist's neck when he asked for it?

But to be honest, Chen Qinglang was curious about what his new colleague looked like, even though he had never had a good idea of the Scottish gringo's aesthetic.

When he approached, he saw the back of his new colleague. The first thing that catches my eye is a red trench coat with an open coat and a white frilled shirt inside. Taking two steps forward, you can see her two slender jade legs from the side, and when Chen Qinglang walked to the desk, she took her whole body into her eyes. Underneath is a pair of stylish black shorts, with black lace that meets the skin, creating a clear and translucent white like frost and snow.

Chen Qinglang's gaze did not stop, and that kind of bold viewing was a great impoliteness. He just walked up to the chair and patted the gringo on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Handsome Mr. Harlandon, you can go back to your seat now." ”

Halandon begged in a low voice, "Chen, I still have something to say." ”

Chen Qinglang pulled him up from the chair: "Don't heal the scar and forget the pain." ”

In fact, Harlandon's scar was not yet healed, and a bluish and purple scar could be clearly seen on his forehead. It was given to him by a very angry female dance teacher, for the same reason as just said, he made the family sit in the studio for half an hour in vain, not only did not invite people to a cup of hot coffee, but also drove them out of the studio.

So the female teacher smashed him in the head with a coffee cup and firmly defined him as a fool.

People wanted to drag him along, but he used other people as models, so the tragedy happened, and Chen Qinglang felt that the female teacher was more unfortunate than him, and there was nothing more unfortunate than liking a fool, he thought so.

Halandon subconsciously touched his forehead, and then said, "Chen, please don't talk about this matter anymore, I feel very aggrieved." ”

Chen Qinglang felt that if the female teacher heard this, she would be so aggrieved that she could kill him with a knife.

The female teacher on the other side looked at them suspiciously: "What are you talking about? What scars and what pains?"

Chen Qinglang looked at her face quietly, and immediately felt that today's sunshine was exceptionally bright.

This time, he identified with Halandon's aesthetic, and this female colleague was indeed uncontrollable.

I don't know how to describe it for a while, I just feel that it looks like a sculpture created by a master of Michelangelo or Udon's level, with exquisite materials, delicate carving, white skin like jade, and incomparably delicate lines on facial features.

The sun outside the window shone on her face, almost shining brightly.

Chen Qinglang couldn't help but look away, otherwise he might be glued.

"Nothing, nothing, just kidding. "Halandon doesn't want too many people to know about it.

The beautiful teacher looked at the scar on his forehead, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little playful: "Oh, that's it." Then he skipped this matter, got up and said to Chen Qinglang, "Hello, I'm a new music teacher, is this your seat, it seems that I will get along with you day and night in the future." My name is Tang Shiyun, please give me more advice in the future. ”

Chen Qinglang subconsciously wanted to shake hands with someone, only to find that they didn't stretch out their hands at all.

"Hello, my name is Chen Qinglang, I am a math teacher in the second and third classes of high school, I can't talk about teaching, let's learn from each other. ”

Tang Shiyun brushed her long hair, and when her chin was raised, her neck was exposed, Chen Qinglang found that this woman was really not man-made, every place was so white and beautiful, it was really like God carved it out of white jade.

I still teach music, the goddess of literature and art.

"Teacher Chen is too modest, I heard that you were the outstanding teacher of the year last year, and your math score was the first in the whole grade. ”

Chen Qinglang didn't stand the praise very much, and hurriedly said: "Be polite, I'm also a mess musically, and I will also ask you for more advice in the future." ”

The two of them greeted each other politely and humbly, just like all strangers who met for the first time. Harlandon was left to dry, as desolate as the little match girl in Hans Christian Andersen's pen, and he sighed helplessly, this Miss Tang's attitude towards Chen Qinglang was obviously more enthusiastic than that of herself. But in the past, women here were obviously more attentive to foreigners.

This Miss Tang is really extraordinary, I must paint a portrait of her.

After a few words with Tang Shiyun, Chen Qinglang turned his head and found that Halandon was still standing there, and he couldn't help but smile: "Even if you want to paint a portrait of someone, you have to wait for the scar to heal." ”

"Chen, you're so mean. Harlandon muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said to Tang Shiyun, "Miss Tang, I'll come and chat with you again when I have time." ”

Tang Shiyun smiled: "Okay, you are really enthusiastic. ”

When Harandon left, the two sat down with each other. When Chen Qinglang lowered his head to prepare for class, he couldn't help but think that with such a female colleague sitting opposite in the future, life will definitely become better, right?

A minute later, he raised his head and glanced at Tang Shiyun, but he happened to meet the eyes of others, and immediately lowered his head in embarrassment.

He didn't want to peek at people, but somehow, he suddenly found that his heart was itching, and he had a feeling of wanting to be close to this female colleague. The most bloody thing is that he feels that there is a familiar feeling in the other party, as if the two have met before and have a good relationship.

He began to think that this was a dirty delusion of his own, but then he realized that it was so real that he couldn't help but think, this can't be my long-lost sister, right?

Chen Qinglang began to fidget a little, and just when he couldn't help but want to escape from here, Tang Shiyun's pleasant voice on the opposite side suddenly sounded.

"Teacher Chen, have we met somewhere?"

Chen Qinglang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then felt a little lucky. Fortunately, it is not that I have this feeling unilaterally, that is to say, I am not born because of dirtiness, but this feeling is real, I can feel it, and the other party can feel it. Although this feeling comes from inexplicably...... But it feels like this kind of thing is very illusory, isn't it?

"Don't tell Mr. Tang, I felt this way just now. Perhaps, where have we really met?" Chen Qinglang said on his lips, but denied it in his heart. That strange feeling is not something that can be experienced once in person. It was a familiar feeling that was intimate to the bones, as if only between sisters, husband and wife, and brothers could only be felt. And it must be sisters, husbands and wives, brothers who have a good relationship.

Tang Shiyun frowned slightly, her two big eyes looked at Chen Qinglang without blinking, the clear water waves in her eyes were clearly visible, and there was some confusion in the water waves: "It's not just the feeling of seeing each other, it's like knowing each other for a long time and having a very close relationship." She tried hard to think of the words, and the concentration was fascinating, "I don't say much, it's strange anyway." ”

"It's like the feeling of lovers who were deeply entangled in the past life suddenly meeting in this life?" Chen Qinglang regretted after speaking, how could this Nima jump out of everything as soon as she saw a good-looking person of the opposite sex? The two have just met, so it is not suitable for this kind of joke at all.

No, when I said this just now, I seemed to be quite serious......? Just kidding?

Chen Qinglang felt embarrassed to death.

Unexpectedly, Tang Shiyun was stunned, and actually nodded shyly: "Although it's weird, it seems to be this feeling." I'm really embarrassed, it's just the first time we've met...... I'm not the kind of woman who messes around...... Oops, I'll explain to you what this does......" She lowered her head slightly, a look of shyness.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, tickling a person's heartbeat with each blow.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, the air was stagnant, Chen Qinglang couldn't help but reach out for his cigarette, but he touched the cold talisman disk.

He suddenly woke up violently and pinched his thigh. This Nima, when she saw the beauty, she was confused, and said that she liked Jiang Shuqing, which was simply shameless.

He hurried to self-reflect, trying to suppress his throbbing feelings. At this time, Tang Shiyun suddenly raised her head and asked faintly: "Teacher Chen, do you believe in the past and present lives?"