Chapter 28

Ning Zhen forced himself to calm down, "before the class sent a form, statistics personal contact information, I accidentally see."

She seldom lied, and her ears were red. Fortunately, she didn't kowtow and finished all at once.

The previous class is sent statistical information form, but it is no date of birth, Ning Zhen just bet Lu Zhi to these things, no impression.

Lu Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly a smile: "Oh, you don't care about me, also deliberately remember my birthday."

She said nothing, but she was relieved.

Rebirth or something. It's scary to say.

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

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

Only hope that he can be good, it's worth her to pay a life to let him live.

Rather sigh, don't think about those bad memories.

God give her a chance, not let her self pity, can have a new start, can have a different ending through efforts.

She was ignorant in her last life, so far she didn't know how to get there, but as long as Lu Zhi was not involved with her, both of them could live a good life in another way.

Ning Zhen walks toward the direction of the hotel, the man behind him is smoldering, and slowly follows her.

A misunderstanding made him happy.

"Rather Zhen, like me you say straight, what affectation?"

His low laughter came, and her face was even hotter.

"Hey, I'm an adult. You can do anything to me."

"Lu Zhi, don't talk nonsense!" She looked back, the night wind disordered the bangs, after several steps, he could feel her shame.

He picks eyebrow, the shy little girl comes back again, Ning Zhen on stage is too dazzling, he suddenly can feel, between them separated several light years.

Lu Zhi steps to her body, Ning Zhen reflexively back a step, open the big eyes of the circle to see him.

"Ning Zhen, I'm serious. If I become very good and good, can you like me a little, not as much as I like you, a little is enough. "

His tone is very light, Yang in the night wind, shallow with a bit of tenderness.

It's not like a little jerk would say.

He was arrogant and bad tempered, but he said he would be very good.

She looked at him stupidly. Lu Zhi broke the gong for a second and covered her eyes: "what are you looking at? Promise not?"

She chuckled. She had never seen a face slapper so fast.

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

She knows that Lu Zhi is very smart. He can do everything he wants. He can be a great person.

Lu Zhi is sprouted by her serious appearance, "OK, OK, can I do it for myself?"

The topic was in a mess. He didn't dare to force her to promise anything, but soon he thought of her dancing.

It's like a goblin.

What the hell is, he still feels like a hooker.

He just stood there and his heart was about to jump out. I used to race on the mountain road with a group of rich second generation in B city, but my heart didn't jump so fast.

He finished, like others shy look even if, but also like the goblin like her.

I was so fascinated that I couldn't find the north.

Lu Zhi was a little fidgety: "can we not compete?"

Ning Zhen shakes his head, insists: "I made a great determination, will insist on dancing. I'm going back to the hall to see the results. Lu Zhi, go back to city A

He frowned and said nothing.

Ningzhen back to the hall, the game is over.

As the red subtitles flashed, she looked down and found her name in the seat at the back of the middle.

She sighed and bent her lips.

We're ready for the semi-finals.

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

It seems that the elimination system in the preliminary round is terrible. In the first round of more than 600 people's competition, more than 500 people were eliminated, leaving only 56.

If it's still the same as the last one, then after the second game, there will only be ten people left.

The further you go, the harder it is.

Ning Zhen can't remember the details of the last time she took part in this competition, but as far as the performance tonight is concerned, if her opponents are all at the level of the boy who dances hip-hop, it's too much pressure.

In that case, she's worried that she won't make it to the final.

Once the game is over, it's hard for her to have a chance to dance aboveboard.

Back at school, she has to work hard to prepare for the college entrance examination.

Ning Zhen back to the hotel room a good bath, lying on the bed point open dance video to see.Generally speaking, this kind of solo dance competition, which is hot and enthusiastic, is always more eye-catching than the soft and beautiful category of folk dance, which can also mobilize the emotions of the judges.

So in the first scene, she chose Latin.

The difference between Ning Zhen and others is that when Duan Ying teaches her to dance, she never constrains her to give full play to her creativity.

Therefore, although the time is short, she is used to the casual dance. As long as she can, she is not afraid to perform.

It's past zero now, and yesterday was too much for her.

Stand on the stage again, become as dazzling as Ning Zhen, but also by Lu Zhi found the secret.

He should go back now.

The Ning Zhen that Lu Zhi knows is always timid and timid. Ningzhen suddenly feel, he saw or better, more complete himself, he should not like.

After all, even she felt contradictory. The two extremes were not the same person.

But she covered her cheek and couldn't help laughing.

I'm really happy to be able to do what I like.

The next day it was sunny, Ning Zhen got up early to practice dancing.

Today is a day off before the semi-finals start tomorrow. As soon as the rain stopped, the sun came out. After the preliminaries, the venue was not so busy.

Compared with the previous crowded scene, the front of the competition hall was a lot colder.

The huge poster was not damaged after being washed in the rain, although it was a little damp.

Lu Zhi put his hands in his pockets, looked at the picture in the center, and bent his lips.

The girl of fourteen is very green.

Tender appearance, but also with now Ningzhen and a bit of God. She was smiling brightly, holding a small gold cup in her hand, showing a few small teeth.

That's what he missed, her youth.

Champion, that's great.

Lu Zhi recalled his past and found that there were only fights, racing cars, spending money and making trouble, none of which could win.

He gave a low cursing.

It's too big a gap!

After reading the poster, he saw an interesting message that the sponsor was the Jin family, an old friend of his grandfather.

Lu Zhi picks eyebrows. I don't know if it's too late for him to make a judge?

The thought just flashed by, and he laughed. If he really sat there, she would be too scared to walk.

Draw lots in the evening and compete in sequence the next day.

Ning Zhen arrived early, waiting for a while, people came to Qi one after another. She sat in a chair, posture is very upright, quietly rolling on the big screen play notes.

When Jiang Zhe came, she saw her good appearance.

He frowned.

It's so different. That temperament That's good. It's a long way from the high spirited champion on the stage. He's indisposed.

He sits behind her, rather Zhen has never looked back.

The staff took the number box, because the order of the competition is also a kind of luck, usually draw to the beginning of the person, the score is not too high, because the judges have no bottom in mind, there is no comparison, so the score is relatively conservative.

The box passes back one by one, Ning Zhen takes out the number card.

34, a good number.

She also sat next to a girl, just got the number plate called out.

"What bad luck? Six? "

If it's ahead, there's less time to prepare.

That girl face put on light makeup, eyes narrow and long, skin a little pale, she looked at the eye Ningzhen hand number card, smile: "classmate, change a number can?"

The ginger Zhe of the back row lifted to lift eyes, see toward rather Zhen.

Ning Zhen pursed lips and shook his head.

"Oh, stingy." The girl turned her head, but she didn't bother much. She just didn't look good.

Ning Zhen didn't lose his temper, there's no need to worry about this kind of thing. Although she doesn't mind her own number, she doesn't want to be bullied.

Jiang Zhe rubbed his eyebrows.

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