After arriving at Bianshan, Bo Huan didn't continue driving, but turned off the engine.
Cheng Zhi sneered, and his tone was a bit ruffian, "What? Didn't you say that you want to take brother to go racing? Why don't you go racing?"
Bo Huan hissed, put his upper body on the steering wheel, looked at him fixedly, and said softly, "Because I... am as timid as a mouse."
In her previous life, every time she played with the car, she had no fear in her heart, and she even felt satisfied because she was doing something Cheng Zhi liked.
But at this moment, because there was Cheng Zhi in the car, she was timid for the first time.
She can't, and doesn't dare to go racing. She doesn't care about her own safety, but she can't put Cheng Zhi in danger.
This is her insistence.
Cheng Zhi crossed his arms and looked at her suspiciously, "As timid as a mouse? As timid as a mouse, dare to confess to me in front of the whole class? As timid as a mouse, dare to get into the driver's seat of my car, and said provocatively Want to take my brother for a racing car?"
Bo Huan straightened up, feeling a little demon, she would rather bury it deep in her heart than tell Cheng Zhi everything, 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 doing back? Come down, bro."
Bian Shan is here, he must have a good time.
Bo Huan glanced at Cheng Zhi, saw his plan from his face, and obediently got out of the car.
After Cheng Zhi raced around Bianshan for two laps, he came to a comfortable stop, and when the roar of the engine stopped, he thought of Bo Huan beside him.
He hurriedly glanced sideways at Bo Huan, only to see that Bo Huan's expression remained unchanged, he was not panicked like ordinary girls, he was not screaming, and he was not afraid to cry. She seemed to have gotten used to this 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 never driven a car may feel dizzy and vomit at such an extreme speed, but none of these symptoms appeared on her body.
Maybe she wasn't lying when she said she could race cars. But looking at her like this, it doesn't look like she simply likes this sport like him.
But Cheng Zhi didn't take this matter to heart, he turned the steering wheel with one hand, "Go back."
As soon as Bo Huan arrived at school the next day, Li Xiaoxiao asked her gossipingly, "I heard you stopped the school girl's car yesterday when school was over?"
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 Li Xiaoxiao knew about this, and Bo Huan was not surprised at all.
She nodded.
Li Xiaoxiao held her face in both hands, "How about it, isn't the school grass car very comfortable to sit in?"
Bo Huan, "...you'll know if you try it?"
Li Xiaoxiao shook her head violently, "How can I try? I don't have your courage."
Speaking of which, Li Xiaoxiao felt that Bo Huan had changed a lot in just one day. It's not that her appearance has changed, but her personality has changed.
In fact, Li Xiaoxiao, as Bo Huan's deskmate, has always vaguely known that Bo Huan likes Cheng Zhi. Although Bo Huan thought he was hiding it well, how could he escape the hot eyes of her deskmate
Every time they do morning exercises, they pass by the door of Class 12, and Li Xiaoxiao finds that Bo Huan will always casually look at the last few rows of Class 12.
It is self-evident who is in the last few rows. Some are exactly the dreams of girls in the whole school.
In the past, Bo Huan was silently fond of Cheng Zhi, but Li Xiaoxiao found out that since yesterday, Bo Huan suddenly took the initiative to attack. Is it because you know that you are about to graduate from high school and you don't have much time, so you want to give it a go
Every minute and every second of a senior high school student is precious. Even if Bo Huan confessed in public, this kind of after-dinner conversation will soon be submerged under the intensive test papers of senior high school students.
At this critical moment in life, who cares who you like
So except for Li Xiaoxiao and a few other classmates who are usually close, no one else is gossiping at all.
At noon, the monitor asked if anyone wanted to sign up for the talent show.
When Bo Huan heard this, she didn't react immediately. After a while, she realized that what the monitor was talking about was the talent show at the college entrance examination mobilization meeting.
In her previous life, she didn't have talent in high school, but what she learned later, she learned little by little in the ten years after she went to college.
Bo Huan thought for a while, got up, walked to the monitor, and said, "Squad monitor, I'm signing up."
The squad leader glanced at Bo Huan in surprise, "What is talent?"
"violin."
The monitor let out a cry, and wrote to Bo Huan, "You are the only one who signed up for our class, but there seem to be quite a lot of other classes signed up. There are only three places for the whole grade. Whether you can get one or not will depend on the teacher to see it at that time. "
"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 would never participate in this kind of school activities.
Obviously he is versatile, but only those closest to him know his talents.
He is really unwilling to spend any time on people or things that he is not interested in.
For example, performing in front of the teachers and students of the whole school is not of interest to him. In the same way, he will not spend time on people who are not interested.
Bo Huan knew this very well in her last life.
Before he met Gu Mian, no one could win his favor, otherwise it would not have been rumored that Cheng Zhi liked men for such a long time. And he didn't even bother to explain.
He doesn't care what passers-by think of him, even if many things about him are nonsense, he will not go out of his way to tell passers-by what he is actually like.
He lives proudly and selfishly.
Bo Huan returned to his seat after registering, feeling that there was nothing wrong with taking the initiative to pursue Cheng Zhi.
In her previous life, she didn't take the initiative, and 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 would 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, so she was going to take a peek at Cheng Zhi in class 12.
But when she got to the window of class 12, she didn't see the person she wanted to see at that position.
She panicked for a moment, could it be that Cheng Zhi changed seats
But she scanned the entire classroom, but did not see Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Zhi was not there, but Jiang Nan was. When they were students, Cheng Zhi and Jiang Nan could be said to be conjoined brothers, wherever one was, the other would be there.
Since Jiangnan is here, why isn't Cheng Zhi here? Did he get tired of leaving for England early because she was bothering him
Thinking of this possibility, Bo Huan was instantly overwhelmed with sadness.
Could it be that if she does it all over again, she still has no chance with him
Bo Huan couldn't help but squat down slowly, wrapping his arms around himself.
At this moment, a pair of blue and white AJs suddenly appeared in her sight.
If she remembers correctly, AJ should be Cheng Zhi's favorite shoe brand when he was a student.
After the end of his school days, Cheng Zhi almost wore leather shoes, and AJ became something only in his memories.
Thinking of a certain possibility, Bo Huan slowly raised his head.
It might be that the afternoon sun was too bright. When she raised her head, she subconsciously squinted her eyes.
Under the bright and bright sunlight, Cheng Zhi seemed to have a halo of light all over his body. At this moment, he was looking down at her with his hands in his pockets.
Seeing her look, Cheng Zhi took his hands out of his pockets, knelt down and looked at Bo Huan, "What's wrong with you?"
Bo Huan only felt that her heart was instantly filled with joy, and she came alive again.
She asked with surprise on her face, "You didn't leave?"
Cheng Zhi looked at the bright surprise on Bo Huan's face and raised his eyebrows in doubt, "Let's go? Where?"
Bo Huan rubbed her sore eyes and murmured, "I thought you weren't coming to school."
Cheng Zhi looked at Bo Huan's red eyes, and tilted his head, "You think I won't come to school?"
"Um."
Think he won't come to school, so sad
When Cheng Zhi saw Bo Huan just now, he was surprised by the sadness and despair on her face.
He thought something serious happened to her, so he couldn't help coming over to ask about the situation.
So she was so sad because of such a trivial matter
Cheng Zhi couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.
He got up first, "Okay, get up, class is about to start."
Bo Huan let out a dry groan, and then stood up.
But her feet seemed to be fixed in place, refusing to listen to her orders, unable to move a step for a long time.
"Is there anything else?"
Bo Huan quickly shook her head, but the next second she thought of something, and nodded again.
Cheng Zhi lost his temper, "What else?"
Bo Huan took a careful look at Cheng Zhi, "You... will come to school soon, right?"
"if not?"
Bo Huan wanted to ask Cheng Zhi if he had already applied to a foreign school, but she felt that there was no need to ask again.
Cheng Zhi will definitely walk the path of his previous life.
Last night, she used the lucky money she had saved in the past few years to find an intermediary to help her apply for Chengzhi's school. She did it secretly, and she didn't even dare to tell her family.
Bo Huan shook her head, "It's fine."
After she finished speaking, she walked away slowly and reluctantly.
When he reached the corner of the stairs, Bo Huan couldn't help but turn around and take another peek.
She thought Cheng Zhi had returned to work, but she didn't expect him to stand still and look at her.
Bo Huan subconsciously raised a big smiling face at him, waved goodbye, and ran downstairs cheerfully.
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 came over, "Xiao Si, the peach blossoms are very prosperous recently."
Cheng Zhi snorted and said lazily, "Can you be prosperous?"
Jiang Nan has been a passionate person since he was a child, and his first love can be traced back to elementary school.
"It's different."
Cheng Zhi sat down slowly, "What's the difference?"
Jiang Nan scratched his head, he just felt that it was different, but if he was asked to specifically say what was different, given his current experience, he couldn't tell why.
He finally concluded, "In short, your peach blossom is very different from mine."
There are more than three months before the college entrance examination, the final sprint stage, every day is precious.
Bo Huan was busy picking up knowledge points again while chasing Cheng Zhi, every day was extraordinarily fulfilling.
In the eyes of most students, the third year of high school is like hell, but in Bo Huan's eyes, it is as sweet as strawberry butterscotch.
She even wished that this kind of life would be longer, longer.
Soon came 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 got the qualification to perform on stage.
In addition to her, the other two performers on stage are all cultural and entertainment activists in the past two years of high school, and they are often active in various activities and stages.
Like her, who was unknown in the first two years, drowned in many students, and suddenly jumped up in the third year of high school, she is naturally unfamiliar with these two activists.
Bo Huan fought for this performance qualification, not because he wanted to perform or something. 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 on stage, she couldn't help but sigh, "There are only three months left in the third year of high school, you really worked hard."
The spelling in Li Xiaoxiao's mouth does not refer to Bo Huan's learning to spell, but chasing people to fight.
She really went all out.
Li Xiaoxiao is inexplicably envious of Bo Huan's courage and chic.
Some people, maybe after graduation, everyone will go to the end of the world, and they will never see each other in this life.
So compared to the former Bo Huan who only dared to like Cheng Zhi silently, and didn't even dare to confess, Li Xiaoxiao obviously likes the current Bo Huan who dares to love and hate.
She made a cheering gesture for Bo Huan, "Bo Huan, come on!"
Bo Huan smiled, picked up the violin in the school piano room provided by the teacher, and went to the backstage to wait for the stage.
Bo Huan listened to the various inspiring mobilization lines for the college entrance examination on stage, and his heart was 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 soon it was Bo Huan's turn to take the stage.
She took the violin, walked to the center of the stage, and bowed to the audience.
Today, she is playing the piece "Violin Concerto".
Cheng Zhi's favorite violinist, Heifetz, performed the "Violin Concerto" for the first time in public.
And she, playing the violin for the first time in front of Cheng Zhi in the school auditorium today, also chose this piece.
When the melodious sound of the violin sounded, Bo Huan was gradually immersed in the sea of notes.
Under the stage, Jiang Nan groaned, "I remember that the violinist you like also played this piece?"
Cheng Zhi hummed.
Jiang Nan scratched his head, "Why do I think her level is not low? It feels like a recital will do."
Although Jiang Nan is ignorant, let alone playing the violin, but because of the environment in which he grew up, his appreciation level is still online.
As soon as he heard it, he knew that Bo Huan's violin level was not an amateur, not only was he not an amateur, but it sounded like... a professional.
The performance level of the masters in the concerts he has heard seems to be the same, and some are even inferior to Bo Huan.
How could Bo Huan play the violin so well
Cheng Zhi naturally knew about the things that Jiangnan had already noticed.
Her skills are very skilled, it is hard to imagine that such a beautiful piano sound is actually made by a high school student.
Such a talent is really difficult.
Because time was limited, Bo Huan only played the first movement.
But one movement is enough to show her skills.
I have to say that this performance is a feast for the ears for those who love violin.
When Bo Huan left the stage, there was sparse applause.
The applause from the audience was far inferior to that of the girl just now.
The girl who was on stage earlier than her just now performed singing, which was a familiar song that was popular recently. After the song was over, the audience applauded thunderously, which shows how popular this girl is.
Bo Huan didn't care about this, and was even mentally prepared.
Not everyone likes the violin and can appreciate it. No matter how good she pulls, if she performs on the street, she may not be able to attract the attention of a few passers-by.
So it was in her imagination that the girl's performance was more popular than hers.
A friend is hard to find.
She played the violin not for others, but for those who also love the violin.
Such as Cheng Zhi.
For example, other people who have learned the violin like her and love the violin.
After Bo Huan left the stage, 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's first.
After she returned the violin, she happened to pass by the row where the executive was standing when she returned to her seat.
Cheng Zhi sat on the far side of the aisle, and Jiangnan was next to him.
When she was still a few steps away from them, Jiang Nan shouted anxiously, "Sister, you can play the violin very well!"
Bo Huan pursed her lips and smiled.
After laughing, she looked at Cheng Zhi expectantly.
Jiang Nan thinks she is good at pulling, but what about him
What does he think of her pull
Soon, Cheng Zhi told her the answer himself.
He praised without hesitation, "The performance just now was perfect." Cheng Zhi is like this, with a complicated but charming temperament. Many times, he has a somewhat cynical attitude, but sometimes, he will show his manly demeanor.
When it's time to praise, he will never be stingy with his answer.
Perfect.
This should be a very high evaluation for Cheng Zhi.
In her previous life, Bo Huan was already quite old when she was learning the violin. Many people started practicing from an early age. Her starting point was too late.
But fortunately, she is still a bit talented.
In order to play the violin well, she practiced day and night, and she was like a madman.
Now, all the sweat, all the tears, all the hard work she has paid for it has paid off.
It was clearly a sincere compliment from Cheng Zhi, but Bo Huan's eyes were inexplicably wet.
What she tried so hard in her previous life for him to see, 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 Cheng Zhi was not tempted by so many people in her previous life. If she didn't take the initiative, she would be 100% cold.