The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 126 Game 126

After arriving at Bianshan, Bo Huan didn't continue driving, but instead turned off the fire.

Cheng Zhi sneered, his tone a little scornful, "What? Didn't you mean to take brother to drag racing? Why didn't you go crazy?"

Bo Huan hissed, lay his upper body on the steering wheel, and looked at him steadily, with a slight tone, "Because I'm... as timid as a mouse."

Every time she played a car in her previous life, she had no fear in her heart, and she would even feel satisfied because she was doing what Cheng Zhi liked.

But at this moment, because there was Cheng Zhi in the car, she was terribly timid.

She can't, nor dare to drag racing. She doesn't care about her safety, but she can't put Cheng Zhi in danger.

This is her persistence.

Cheng Zhi put his hands on his chest and looked at her suspiciously, "Timid as a mouse? As timid as a rat, dare to confess to me in front of the class? As timid as a rat, dare to get into the driver's seat of my car, and said provocatively. Want to take brother drag racing?"

Bo Huan straightened up, with some demons. She would rather bury her heart deeply than tell Cheng Zhi all about it. This may be her last self-esteem and pride. She pursed her lips, changed the subject stiffly and said, "Fasten your seat belt and go back."

Cheng Zhi raised his hand and stroked his hair casually, "What are you going to do? Come down, brother."

Bian Shan is here, he must have fun.

Bo Huan glanced at Cheng Zhi, and got out of the car obediently after seeing his plan from his face.

After Cheng Zhi hurried for two laps in Bianshan, he stopped comfortably, and when the huge roar of the engine stopped, he thought of Bo Huan on the side.

He hurriedly glanced sideways at Bo Huan, only to see that Bo Huan's expression on the side remained unchanged, without the panic of ordinary girls, no screaming, nor fear of crying. She seemed to be used to it for a long time, and she didn't even change her sitting posture.

Cheng Zhi suddenly realized that Bo Huan was really not afraid. People who have not rushed past the car may feel dizzy and vomit at such extreme speeds, but these symptoms did not appear in her at all.

Maybe, she said she would drag a car, it really wasn't a lie. But looking at her like this, it's not like she just likes the sport like him.

He didn't care about the process and didn't take it to heart. He hit the steering wheel with one hand and said, "Go back."

As soon as Bo Huan arrived at school the next day, Li Xiaoxiao asked her gossiping, "I heard that you stopped the school cart when school was over yesterday?"

Although there were not many people at the school gate yesterday, some students saw this scene. Where there are people, news spreads very quickly.

So Bo Huan was not surprised that Li Xiaoxiao knew about this.

She nodded.

Li Xiaoxiao cupped her face in her hands, "How about it, isn't the school grass car particularly comfortable to sit in?"

Bo Huan, "...Don't you know if you try?"

Li Xiaoxiao shook his head violently, "How can I try? I don't have your courage."

Speaking of it, Li Xiaoxiao felt that Bo Huan had changed a lot in just one day. It's not that her appearance has changed, but that her character has changed.

In fact, as Bo Huan's tablemate, Li Xiaoxiao knew in her heart that Bo Huan liked Cheng Zhi. Although Bo Huan thought he was hiding it very well, how could he avoid the glaring eyes of her deskmate?

Every time they did morning exercises, they passed by the door of Class 12, and Li Xiaoxiao found that Bo Huan would always look to the last few rows of Class 12 inadvertently.

Who is in the last few rows, it goes without saying. Some are the dreams of girls in the school.

In the past, Bo Huan liked Cheng Zhi silently, but Li Xiaoxiao discovered that starting yesterday, Bo Huan suddenly took the initiative to attack. Is it because you know that you are about to graduate from high school and don't have much time, so you want to give it a go?

Every minute and every second of senior high school students is precious, even if Bo Huan confessed to the public, this kind of after-dinner conversation will soon be submerged under the intensive examination papers of senior high school.

This kind of critical moment in life, who cares who you like?

So except for Li Xiaoxiao and the other classmates who are usually close to each other, everyone else did not gossip about Bo Huan at all.

At noon, the monitor asked if he wanted to sign up for the talent show.

When Bo Huan heard this sentence, she didn't respond immediately. After a while, she remembered that what the monitor was saying should be a talent show at the college entrance examination mobilization meeting.

In her last life, she had no talent in high school. What she later learned was a little bit in the more than ten years since she went to university.

Bo Huan thought for a while, got up and walked to the monitor, and said, "Monitor, I'll sign up."

The monitor looked at Bo Huan with some surprise, "What is talent?"

"violin."

The squad leader said, and wrote to Bo Huan, "Our class is only for you to sign up, but there seems to be a lot of other classes. There are only three places for the whole year. If you can get it, the teacher will have to check it out. "

"I know, thank you monitor."

Bo Huan couldn't remember who the three places in the previous life fell to. She only remembered that Cheng Zhi never participated in such school activities.

Obviously he is versatile, but his talents are only known to those closest to him.

He really doesn't want to spend a little time on people or things that are not interested.

For example, acting in front of the entire school's teachers and students is not of interest to him. In the same way, he will not spend time on people who are not interested.

This point, Bo Huan had been very clear in his previous life.

Before he met Gu Mian, no one could get his favor, otherwise it wouldn't have been a long time that Cheng Zhi liked men. And he even slackened to explain.

He doesn't care how passers-by think of him, even if many things about him are nonsense, he will not tell passers-by what he actually is like.

He lives with pride and self.

After Bo Huan reported his name, he returned to his seat, feeling that it was not wrong for him to actively pursue Cheng Zhi.

In her previous life, she didn't take the initiative, Cheng Zhi didn't even know her name.

In this life, she took the initiative, at least Cheng Zhi knew of her existence.

As for whether her initiative will cause trouble to Cheng Zhi, she knew it was impossible without thinking about it.

What he does is absolutely because he wants to do it, not because others want him to do it.

Bo Huan glanced at the time and found that there was still a little time before the first class in the afternoon. She was going to Class 12 to take a peek at Cheng Zhi.

But when she got to the window of Class 12, she didn't see the person she wanted to see in that position.

She panicked for a while, could it be that Cheng Zhi changed seats?

But she scanned the entire classroom, but did not see Cheng Zhi.

Cheng Zhi is not there, but Jiang Nan is there. When they were students, Cheng Zhi and Jiang Nan were like Siamese brothers. Wherever one is, the other will be there.

Since Jiangnan is here, why is Cheng Zhi not here? Is it because she disturbed him that he felt tired of going to England early?

Thinking of this possibility, Bo Huan was instantly overwhelmed by sad emotions.

Could it be that she did not even have one with him?

Bo Huan couldn't help squatting down slowly, wrapping his hands around him.

At this time, a pair of blue and white AJ suddenly appeared in her sight.

If she remembers correctly, AJ should be Cheng Zhi's favorite shoe brand when she was a student.

After the end of his school days, Cheng Zhi wore almost all leather shoes, and AJ became something only in his memories.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Bo Huan slowly raised his head.

It may be that the afternoon sun is too bright. When she raised her head, she subconsciously squinted her eyes.

Under the bright and bright sunlight, Cheng Zhi's whole body seemed to have an extra layer of light. At this moment, he was looking down at her with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing her opinion, Cheng Zhi took his hand out of his pocket, knelt down and looked at Bo Huan, "What's wrong with you?"

Bo Huan only felt that her heart was filled with joy in an instant, and she came back to life again.

She asked in surprise, "You haven't left?"

Looking at the bright surprise on Bo Huan's face, Cheng Zhi raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "Go? Where?"

Bo Huan rubbed his astringent eyes and murmured, "I thought you weren't coming to school anymore."

Cheng Zhi looked at Bo Huan's red eyes and tilted his head, "Do you think I'm not coming to school?"

"Ok."

I thought he was not coming to school, so I was so sad?

When Cheng Zhi saw Bo Huan just now, he was surprised by the sadness and despair on her face.

He thought that something major had happened to her, so he couldn't help but come over and ask about the situation.

It turns out that she is so sad because of such a trivial matter?

Cheng Zhi couldn't tell what it was.

He got up first, "Okay, get up, class will start soon."

Bo Huan gave a dry cry and then stood up.

But her feet seemed to stay on the spot, and she couldn't move a step for a long time without listening to her own orders.

"Something else?"

Bo Huan shook her head hurriedly, but the next second she thought of something, and then nodded.

Cheng Zhi was so tempered, "What else is there?"

Bo Huan glanced at Cheng Zhi carefully, "You... will come to school soon, right?"

"if not?"

Bo Huan deliberately asked if Cheng Zhi had already applied to a foreign school, but she felt that why bother to ask.

Cheng Zhi will definitely take the road of his life.

Last night, she used the lucky money she had saved over the past few years to find an intermediary to help her apply to Cheng Zhi's school. She did it secretly, and even her family dared not tell it.

Bo Huan shook his head, "It's okay."

She finished speaking slowly, and left reluctantly.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, Bo Huan couldn't help but turned around and took a peek.

She thought Cheng Zhi had already returned to work, but she didn't expect him to stand still looking at her.

Bo Huan subconsciously raised a big smile at him, waved goodbye, and then happily ran downstairs.

Staying with him, she felt that even the air was sweet.

As soon as Cheng Zhi returned to the class, his good brother Jiang Nan leaned in, "Little Si, the peach blossoms are very prosperous recently."

Cheng Zhi snorted, the whole person lazily, "Can you be prosperous?"

Jiangnan has been a passionate species since childhood, and his first love can be traced back to elementary school.

"It's not the same."

Cheng Zhi sat down slowly, "Where is it different?"

Jiang Nan scratched his head. He just felt that it was different, but he asked him to say specifically what was different. With his current experience, he couldn't tell why.

He concluded, "In short, your peach blossom is very different from mine."

With more than three months before the college entrance examination, every day is precious in the final sprint stage.

While Bo Huan was busy picking up the knowledge points again, while busy chasing Cheng Zhi, every day was exceptionally fulfilling.

In the eyes of most students, the third year of high school was as dark as hell, but in Bo Huan's eyes, it was as sweet as strawberry butterscotch.

She even wished that such days would be longer, longer.

Soon it was the day of the college entrance examination mobilization meeting.

As early as a few days ago, Bo Huan had passed the teacher's assessment, stood out from more than 20 competitors, and obtained the qualification to perform on stage.

In addition to her, the other two performers on stage are all entertainment activists from the past two years in high school, often active in various activities and stages.

Like her, in the past two years of obscurity, flooded by many students, suddenly jumped up in the third year of high school, and these two activists are naturally unfamiliar.

Bo Huan's fight for this performance qualification is not to say that the performance is overwhelming. She just felt that the person she liked was so dazzling, she couldn't be too ordinary.

Li Xiaoxiao expressed considerable shock at the sudden appearance of Bo Huan's performance. She couldn't help but said with emotion, "There are only three months left in the third year of high school. You really have to fight for it."

The spelling in Li Xiaoxiao's mouth did not refer to Bo Huan's learning to fight, but to chasing people to fight.

She really took it all out.

Li Xiaoxiao was inexplicably envious of Bo Huan's courage and unrestrainedness.

Some people may not see them in this life after graduation.

So compared to the previous Bo Huan who only dared to like Cheng Zhi silently and even confessed, Li Xiaoxiao obviously liked the current Bo Huan who dared to love and hate.

She gave Bo Huan a cheering and energetic posture, "Bo Huan, come on!"

Bo Huan laughed, picked up the violin in the school piano room provided to her by the teacher, and went to the backstage to wait for the stage.

Listening to the various inspiring lines for college entrance examination mobilization on stage, Bo Huan was also full of expectations for the future.

Her life has just begun.

In this life, she can do more meaningful things.

Time passed little by little, and immediately it was Bo Huan's turn to take the stage.

Holding the violin, she walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience.

Today, the piece she played is "Violin Concerto".

Cheng Zhi's favorite violinist Heifetz, the first public performance of the piece is "Violin Concerto".

And she played the violin in front of Cheng Zhi for the first time in the school's auditorium today, and she also chose this song.

When the melodious violin sounded, Bo Huan was gradually immersed in the sea of ​​notes.

In the audience, Jiang Nan crouched, "I remember your favorite violinist also played this piece?"

Cheng Zhi said.

Jiang Nan scratched his head, "How do I feel that her level is not low? I feel like a recital is all right."

Although Jiang Nan is not learning and skillful, let alone playing the violin, his appreciation level is still online because of the environment he grew up in.

Upon hearing it, he knew that Bo Huan's violin level was not amateur, not only was it not amateur, but it sounded like...professional.

The performance level of the masters in the concerts he has heard seems to be the same, and some of them are not even as good as Bo Huan.

Bo Huan played the violin so well?

Cheng Zhi naturally knew what Jiang Nan had noticed.

Her skills are so skillful that it is hard to imagine that such a beautiful piano sound actually came from a high school student.

Such a talent is really difficult.

Because time is limited, Bo Huan only pulls the first movement.

But one movement is enough to show her skills.

I have to say that this performance is completely an auditory feast for those who love violin.

When Bo Huan left the court, applause rang sparsely.

The applause from the audience was far inferior to that of the girl just now.

The **** the TV show earlier than her was singing, and they sang familiar songs that were popular recently. After the song was finished, there was thunderous applause from the audience, which shows the popularity of this girl.

Bo Huan didn't care about it, and he was even mentally prepared.

Not everyone likes the violin and can appreciate it. No matter how good she is, if she is performing on the street, she may not be able to attract the eyes of a few passersby.

So the girl’s performance was more popular than her performance earlier in her imagination.

Friends are hard to find.

She played the violin not for others, but for people who also love the violin.

Such as Cheng Zhi.

For example, other people who have studied violin like her and love the violin.

After Bo Huan stepped down, he first returned the violin to the teacher.

In this life, she has not had time to own a violin of her own, so she can only borrow the school first.

After she returned the violin, she happened to pass through the row where she was when she returned to her position.

Cheng Zhi sat on the very edge of the aisle, and Jiangnan next to him.

When she was a few steps away from them, Jiang Nan yelled anxiously, "Sister, you can play the violin very well!"

Bo Huan pursed his lips and smiled.

After smiling, she looked at Cheng Zhi expectantly.

Jiang Nan thinks she can pull it very well, so what about him?

How does he feel about her pulling?

Soon, Cheng Zhi personally told her the answer.

He did not hesitate to give compliments, "The performance just now was perfect." Cheng Zhi is like this, his temperament is complicated but charming. Many times, he has a somewhat cynical attitude on his body, but sometimes, he will show his masculine demeanor.

When it comes to praise, he will never be stingy with his answer.

perfect.

This should be a very high evaluation for Cheng Zhi.

In the last life, Bo Huan was already quite young when she was learning the violin. Many people started practicing since she was a child. She started too late.

But fortunately, she is still somewhat talented.

In order to play the violin well, she practiced day and night, making her whole person like crazy.

Now, all the sweat, all the tears, and all the hard work she has paid for it have all been rewarded.

It was obviously a sincere compliment from Cheng Zhi, but Bo Huan was inexplicably wet with eyes.

What she tried hard for him to see in the last life, in this life, he finally saw it.

The author has something to say: Bo Huan confessed in public because she thought it was a dream at first.

After that, she took the initiative because so many people in her previous life didn't let Cheng Zhi's heart be moved.