The venue was full of people, dense and lively.

"The last piece of the day is auctioned below, a product sponsored by the world-renowned potter Miss Aring, her Virgo 'Peach Blossom Porcelain'," the host's voice fell, lifting the strip of cloth that covered the porcelain.

Wow, there was an uproar below, and the praise continued, it was so beautiful.

On the display stand stands a vase-like ceramic. The pottery is transparent and pale pink as a whole, carved with six pink peach blossoms on it, one is connected, and there is no other excessive decoration, under the light, it is scattered with a bright luster, the porcelain is dazzling and transparent, like a colored crystal, the brilliance is charming, from the side, as if the peach blossoms are blooming in a bottle. The light hits it, shining brightly, and it is incredibly beautiful.

"What you see now is Miss Aring's 'Peach Blossom Porcelain', with a starting price of 10 million, a million cumulative, and the auction begins." As soon as the host finished speaking, the following immediately became lively.

"Fifteen million ......", "20 million ......", and "21 million ......" all vied with each other.

The price kept rising, and "30 million, 50 million, 80 million...... finally sold for 120 million.

"Finally, I would like to invite Miss Aring to speak for our charity event." After the host finished speaking, there was a commotion in the audience, everyone knew that the world-famous potter Aring was a woman, but no one knew what she looked like, very mysterious, every time the work was sent in the form of an email, never did an interview, nor did she attend public welfare activities, this charity event she donated Virgo 'peach blossom porcelain', I heard that the organizer used a lot of methods, and it took a long time for her to agree to attend.

Everyone was quiet, and a woman slowly walked up to the audience, the gorgeous stage lights hit her, the light and shadow were suffocating, and her long and smooth hair was draped casually on her shoulders, only to see her slowly raise her head......

"Ah, it hurts," Han Lingying opened her eyes and was startled by the enlarged handsome face in front of her, "Brother, what are you doing?" ”

"Aren't you out of class in the afternoon?"

"Yes, Professor Cheng will teach pottery class in the afternoon, and if you don't go to Cheng, Elder Cheng will pick me up."

It's scary to think about, Professor Cheng is Han Lingying's pottery teacher, I don't know why, Han Lingying doesn't like any extracurricular lectures, she loves pottery, Professor Cheng is very good to her, the so-called teaching is like this, the professor is very strict with her, she doesn't want to do much, but she must do a good job. I accidentally wandered in class once, and Han Lingying, who was scolded, had shadows in his class later, it was terrifying, it was he who was so strict, and he also learned a lot and benefited a lot.

"If you don't get up again, you'll be late for class, so just wait to stand at the door." Jiang Yufeng didn't understand why this little girl loved pottery so much, she was late for class once, she didn't enter the classroom, and she actually stood at the door to listen to a class. I used to jokingly ask her if mud was so funny? She said very seriously: It's not mud, it's pottery, it's handicrafts.

"Oh," Han Lingying reluctantly got out of the car and walked inside. It turned out to be a dream, I don't know what Miss Aring looks like, but I almost saw it, hey......

In the car, Jiang Yufeng kept looking at her, what's wrong with this girl today, listless, usually the pottery class is happy to run to class, why is she depressed today, sighing for a while and shaking her head for a while. As everyone knows, it was because he interrupted her good dreams.

As soon as she entered the pottery classroom, Jiang Yiting ran over and pulled Han Lingying, "Why is it so late, I thought you wouldn't come?" ”

"How come, if you don't come, you will be clicked off by Professor Cheng." Gesture a hand around your neck.

"Haha, you're so funny...... Jiang Yiting laughed, "By the way, where did you go with Brother Yufeng, why did you come now?" ”

"I didn't go anywhere, I went to a place to relax, and I came back after dinner. It's just that I fell asleep on the way here, and he woke me up now, and I'm dead. But I don't know whether to blame him for waking him up now, or to blame him for disturbing his dreams.

"No wonder I was listless just now, so I didn't say yes."

"Well, I just had a dream, and there was a very famous potter in the dream, she..." Han Lingying gushed about the situation in the dream with Jiang Yiting, and only halfway through the conversation, the professor came. Jiang Yiting looked like she wanted to continue listening to gossip, but Han Lingying ignored her and began to attend classes seriously.

On the podium, Professor Cheng began to give a lecture. Professor Cheng is in his fifties, with gray hair, a few wrinkles on his face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Students, this week I will mainly talk to you about the skills and strength of pottery, and I will start practicing ...... next week" "Oh yes," everyone was very excited when it came to practice. Professor Cheng watched the movements of the students in the audience and realized that the classroom was much more boring than the practice.

After the class, everyone slowly dispersed, Han Lingying walked up to the podium with a book in her arms, and asked a little mischievously, "Teacher, can you make pottery next week?" In private, Han Lingying has always called the professor a teacher. He is both a teacher and a master.

"Well, don't be too happy, it's not easy to make pottery," looking at the energetic woman in front of her, she has been working hard since she entered school last year, and has taught for decades, and few girls love pottery so much to her.

"Teacher, do you have pink ceramics?" When I think of my dreams, I can't help but want to know.

"Pink? I haven't seen it yet, it's generally white porcelain, why do you ask? ”

"Hehe, just ask." You can't tell the teacher what you dreamed of, and you just talked nonsense. I haven't even seen a teacher, so that must be very rare. It looks beautiful and real, not like a fake.

"Why are you so distracted in class today?" Professor Cheng has long seen that this girl is not in a state today, she has no enthusiasm in the past, and she is always distracted in class.

Well, the teacher saw it. Han Lingying thought for a while and told the teacher the truth about the situation in the dream, "Teacher, do you say there are really pink ceramics?" "I don't know about this, I haven't seen it anyway. Don't think so much, the things in the dream are true or false, maybe there is, maybe not, you will know later, the main thing now is to work hard. Closing the book and leaving the classroom.

Thinking about the teacher's words, suddenly enlightened, patted his head, stupid, why do you keep worrying about the things in your dreams, I don't know if it's true or not. Pack your books and get ready to go home.

Han Lingying was not interested in other extracurricular courses, so she only chose this one, and after finishing the class, she was basically fine, and the major courses were generally in the morning, and the afternoons were electives. After class, you can arrange yourself, you can stay in school, or you can go home.