Loving You Dearly

Ning Zhen forced himself to calm down. "I sent a form to my class to count personal contact information. I accidentally saw it."

She rarely lied, and the roots of her ears were red, but fortunately, she didn't stumbling and finished speaking in one breath.

Previously, the class had sent a table of statistical information, but there was no birth date. Ning Zhen just gambled that Mr. Lu didn't care about these things and had no impression.

Lu Zhi squinted slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

A sudden smile: "Oh, you don't care about me, you also deliberately remembered my birthday."

She was speechless, but she was relieved anyhow.

Rebirth or something, it's too scary to say it.

She never deliberately thought about some things that happened in her last life. Her life ended at the age of 19, but Lu Zhi, he had to live.

She didn't know what happened to Lu Zhi in the last life.

Only hope that he can do well so that she will pay her life to keep him alive.

Ning Zhen sighed, not thinking about the bad memories.

God gave her a chance, not to make her feel sorry for herself. If she can start again, she can have a different ending through hard work.

She was ignorant in her last life, and she still doesn't know how to get there, but as long as Lu Zhi is not involved with her, both of them can live in another way.

Ning Zhen walked in the direction of the hotel, and the man behind him grinned and followed her slowly.

A misunderstanding made him very happy.

"Ning Zhen, just tell me if you like me, what's the hypocrisy?"

His low laughter came, and the heat on her face became even more intense.

"Hey, I'm an adult, and you can do whatever you want to me."

"Lu Zhi, don't talk nonsense!" She turned her head, the night wind blew her bangs, and after a few steps, he could feel her shame.

He raised his eyebrows and the shy girl came back. Ning Zhen on the stage was too dazzling, and he suddenly felt that they had been separated by several light years.

Lu Zhi walked up to her in a few steps, and Ning Zhen took a step back reflexively, looking at him with big round eyes.

"Ning Zhen, I'm serious. If I become very good, can you like me a little bit? Don't like you as much as I do. A little bit is enough."

His tone is very light, Yang Yang in the night breeze, shallow and gentle.

It's not like what a little **** would say.

He is arrogant and bad-tempered, but he said that he will be very good.

She stared at him blankly, Lu Zhi broke the power in a second, and covered her eyes: "What do you want to see, promise?"

She chuckled. She had never seen anyone who slapped her face so quickly.

She took away Lu Zhi's hand: "You don't need to be good for me." She said seriously, "You have to be for yourself."

She knows that Lu Zhi is very smart, and he does everything he wants. He can be a very good person.

Lu Zhi was stunned by her serious look, "Well, can you do it for me?"

The topic was messy, he didn't dare to force her to agree to anything, but after a while he remembered her dancing.

All the attention, like a little fairy.

The **** thing is, he still feels hooked.

He just stood there, his heart beating. Before racing with a group of rich second-generation in city B on the mountain road, their hearts didn't beat so fast.

When he's finished, it doesn't matter if he likes people shyly, he still likes her like a fairy.

I was so fascinated that I couldn't find North.

Lu Zhi was a bit irritable: "Can you stop playing?"

Ning Zhen shook his head and insisted: "I have made a lot of determination and will insist on dancing. I want to go back to the hall to see the results, Lu Zhi, you go back to City A."

He frowned, silent.

When Ning Zhen returned to the lobby, the game was over.

The red subtitles flickered, and she looked down and found her name in the back middle seat.

She sighed and curled her lips.

You can prepare for the semi-finals.

The number in the lower right corner attracted her attention, 56 people.

It seems that the elimination system of the preliminary round is quite terrible, with more than 600 people competing, and more than 500 people were swept down in the first game, and only 56 were left.

If it is the same as the previous one, then after the second game, there will only be ten people left.

The further you go, the more difficult it is.

Ning Zhen couldn't remember the details of the last time she came to participate in this competition, but judging from her performance tonight, if her opponents were all at the level of the boy who danced hip-hop, the pressure would be too great.

In this case, she is worried that she will not make it to the final.

Once the game is over, it is difficult for her to have the opportunity to dance with integrity.

Back at school, she had to study hard and prepare for the college entrance examination.

Ning Zhen went back to the hotel room and took a good shower, and lay on the bed and clicked on the dance video.

Generally speaking, this kind of solo dance competition, the category of enthusiastic enthusiasm, is always more eye-catching than the soft category of folk dance, and it can also arouse the emotions of the judges.

So in the first game, she chose Latin.

The difference between Ning Zhen and others is that when Duan Ying taught her to dance, she never restrained her, so that she could exert her maximum creativity.

So although the time is short, she is accustomed to the casualness of dancing, as long as she can, she is not afraid to perform.

It is past zero now, and yesterday the change was too great for her.

He stood on the stage again, becoming as dazzling as Ning Zhen before, but Lu Zhi also discovered the secret.

He should go back now.

Ning Zhen, whom Lu Zhi knew, was always timid and timid. Ning Zhen suddenly felt that no matter he saw it, he should not like his more complete self.

After all, even she herself feels contradictory, the two extremes are not like the same person.

However, she covered her cheek and couldn't help laughing.

It's so happy to be able to do what you like.

The next day the weather was fine, and Ning Zhen got up early to practice dancing.

One day off today, the semi-finals will officially start tomorrow. As soon as the rain stopped, the sun came out, and after the preliminary round, the venue was less lively.

Compared with the previously impenetrable scenes, the competition hall was instantly colder.

The huge poster was not damaged after being washed by rain, although it was a bit damp.

Lu Zhi bent his lips while looking at the picture in the center with his hands in his pockets.

The fourteenth girl is very green.

Nen Shengsheng's appearance was somewhat similar to the current Ning Zhen. She smiled brilliantly, holding a small golden cup in her hand, showing a few small teeth.

That was what he missed, her youth.

The champion is really amazing.

Lu Zhi recalled his past, and found that only fighting, racing, spending money, and getting into trouble, nothing could be done.

He cursed lowly.

The **** gap is too big!

After reading the poster, he saw an interesting message. The organizer turned out to be the Jin family, an old friend of his grandfather.

Zhi Lu raised his eyebrows, wondering if it is too late for him to get a judge to do it?

The thought only flashed past, and he smiled, if he really sat there, she might be too scared to move forward.

Lots will be drawn in the evening, and the next day will be played in order.

Ning Zhen arrived early, and after a while, people came one after another. She sat in a chair with a very upright posture, quietly scrolling the notes on the big screen.

When Jiang Zhe came, she saw her behaved look.

He frowned.

It's so different. That kind of temperament...so good. He was far from the champion on stage, and he felt vaguely uncomfortable.

He sat behind her, Ning Zhen never looked back.

The staff took the number box. Because the order of the game is also a kind of luck, usually the person who draws to the beginning won't have too high scores, because the judges have no bottom and no comparison, so the scores are relatively conservative.

The boxes were passed back one by one, and Ning Zhen took out the number plate.

34, a very good number.

There was a girl sitting next to her, and she called when she got the number plate.

"So unlucky? Number 6?"

If you go ahead, preparation time is relatively short.

The girl had light makeup on her face, her eyes were long and narrow, and her skin was a bit pale. She glanced at the number plate in Ning Zhen's hand and smiled, "Classmate, can I change the number?"

Jiang Zhe in the back row raised his eyes and looked at Ning Zhen.

Ning Zhen pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Oh, stingy." The girl turned her head, not much entangled, but her face was still ugly.

Ning Zhen didn't lose his temper. There was no need to care about such things. Although she doesn't mind her own number, she doesn't want to be bullied by others.

Jiang Zhe rubbed his eyebrows.

This is different from what he expected. Why doesn't the champion look like a champion? No wonder people want to bully.