The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

"Bo Huan, hurry up and wake up, the teacher is here."

Bo Huan was shaken awake in a daze. She raised her head slightly, blinked her eyes blindly, and a familiar and unfamiliar face was printed under her eyes.

It's Li Xiaoxiao.

Familiar because she had been at the same table with Li Xiaoxiao for three years in high school, and strange because after graduating from high school, the two of them hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

She heard that Li Xiaoxiao had a bad time after marrying, and she had no contact with her former classmates. She also didn't have Li Xiaoxiao's contact information, and after high school, the two went on their own.

But now how could Li Xiaoxiao appear in front of her with such an immature face?

Bo Huan's mind was a little chaotic for a while.

At this time, she suddenly realized that she was surrounded by classmates in high school uniforms.

Standing on the podium was her most respected and feared class teacher in high school.

Is this a dream?

Li Xiaoxiao shook Bo Huan's arm, "Bo Huan, what are you in a daze? Get out the math book."

Bo Huan looked at the slogan in the classroom and murmured, "Are we in the third year of high school?"

Li Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, with a youthful smile on her face, "Yes, we will be liberated in the third year of high school."

High school?

Senior three!

Bo Huan didn't know what happened to him, so he hurriedly got up from his seat and ran to the door with his head.

When the head teacher saw her running out regardless, he hurriedly shouted, "Bo Huan, class is going to start soon, what are you doing?"

But Bo Huan turned a deaf ear to the class teacher's shout. She can't hear anything now, and don't care about anything. She just went crazy and wanted to see someone.

In reality, she has liked someone for twenty years.

When Bo Huan ran to the gate of Senior 32, Senior 32 was also in class.

She didn't know why she had such a dream. Could it be that she was thinking by day and dreaming by night?

But no matter what, in the dream, she can be bold enough, and stop being as timid and shy as she was when she was young.

In the dream, she didn't want to hold that secret love firmly in her heart. No one dared to say anything. She had to tell him boldly that she liked him.

Bo Huan rushed to the door of Class 12 and slapped the door vigorously. After a while, the teacher from Class 12 came over and opened the door.

The one who opened the door was a female teacher. Bo Huan knew that she was the Chinese teacher of Class 12, the leader of the grade teaching and research group, and a good friend of her cousin. Changed to the real Bo Huan in the third year of high school, maybe she retreated as soon as she saw this teacher.

But now, she has graduated from high school for more than ten years and has worked hard in society for many years. Speaking of which, this female teacher is several years younger than she is in reality.

The female teacher's tone was very gentle, "Classmate, are you okay?"

Bo Huan nodded vigorously, "Something happened!"

The female teacher continued to ask patiently, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"I'm here to find someone."

"Who?" said the female teacher and let go a few minutes. Bo Huan took advantage of this gap and rushed into the classroom. She shouted at Cheng Zhi in the last row of the classroom, "Cheng Zhi, I I like you, I really like you very much!"

The class was quiet for a few seconds, and then burst into huge cheers, screams, and laughter in an instant.

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the whole disturbance was so noisy that even the female teacher was stunned.

This kid is under too much pressure in his senior year, so he doesn't know what he is doing anymore?

Bo Huan didn't know why, the heavy heart in her heart suddenly became relaxed.

In the dream, she finally said what was in her heart.

In reality, she has fallen in love with Cheng Zhi since the first time she saw him in high school. But her courage was only as big as a fingernail. Every time, she only dared to observe Cheng Zhi's dynamics secretly, and did not dare to tell her careful thoughts about him.

Later, she didn't know from whom she heard that Cheng Zhi intends to apply for the University of Hong Kong. In order to be able to go to the same university as Cheng Zhi, she worked hard to study and only dared to sleep for five hours a day, fearing that she would not be able to pass the exam.

In the end, she got her admission letter from the University of Hong Kong as she wished.

But when she got the admission notice, she knew that Cheng Zhi had already applied to a prestigious overseas school, and August Mo was going to study tens of thousands of kilometers away from her.

She didn't know how she came over at that time, and she didn't know who she was to blame.

Blame the classmate who told her the wrong message, or blame herself?

If no one tells her the wrong information, she will not try to go in the wrong direction.

But if she hadn't immersed herself in her study at the last moment, and had no time to pay attention to Cheng Zhi's dynamics, she wouldn't even be ignorant of his specific plans.

Finally, she figured it out. No one can blame it.

Blame, blame, she and Cheng Zhi have no fate.

At that time, her classmates and relatives were congratulating her. Her parents were very proud of her being admitted to the University of Hong Kong, which is known as the Asian "Ivy". She alone did not feel joy at all.

She secretly chased people for three years, but after all, she was getting further and further away.

Later, he opened ins, and from time to time he would post some daily routines on it.

She used her trumpet to pay attention, but even so, she still reads his activity countless times a day, fearing that she would not see the other party's activity the first time.

From the daily life he sent out, she knew that he was doing well, his studies were successful, and that there were groups of friends around him. Later, he started his own business, and the journey went smoothly. It can be said that he has not encountered any setbacks.

The winner of life is nothing more than the same. Also, how could he have a bad life?

It's just that he seems to have no one he likes all the time.

Until, he met the most beloved person in his life, Gu Mian.

The thought that Cheng Zhi was unmarried at the age of 36 for Gu Mian's sake, she felt bitter and speechless for a while.

But fortunately, it was in her dream now, and Gu Mian had not yet appeared at this time. Cheng Zhi is still the one who is surging in the sky.

Although Bo Huan had thought a lot in his mind, in fact only a few seconds passed in reality.

She saw a boy standing up with one leg on a chair, hammering the table with one hand, and laughing, "A Zhi, did you hear that?"

If she remembers correctly, this boy should be Cheng Zhi's best and most iron brother in his life, Jiang Nan.

Cheng Zhijiao Erlang glanced at Jiang Nan and said lazily, "I heard it. I'm not deaf again."

Jiang Nan was immediately overwhelmed with joy, and gave Bo Huan a thumbs up in a dark jab.

These years, there are not many courageous girls who dare to confess during class time. Isn't she afraid of being punished by the school?

At this time, the female teacher slapped her hands vigorously, "Classmates, be quiet." The huge movement from Class 12 affected the surrounding two classes, and the teachers in the next two classes couldn't help but come out to check the situation. .

"What's the matter? Why is your class so noisy?"

The female teacher hurriedly waved her hand and apologized, "It's all right, you are in class."

The female teacher turned her head to look at Bo Huan with a helpless expression, "This classmate, would you like to go back to your classroom first?"

Bo Huan was a little puzzled, why this dream is so long, she hasn't woken up yet.

But it’s good if I don’t wake up.

Achieving a dream in a dream is a realization of the dream, right?

There should be no regrets, right?

She did not answer the female teacher's question, but walked to Cheng Zhi's step by step amidst the boos from the surrounding students.

After standing still, Bo Huan introduced himself, "Cheng Zhi, I am Bo Huan from Class 3 and 6 of high school. Bo is the Bo of Mint, Huan, the Huan who likes you."

This time, he should always know her.

She should have left a small impression in Cheng Zhi's life, not like in reality, he didn't even know her existence.

Cheng Zhi glanced at her up and down, and hummed indifferently.

At this time, the dean of instruction happened to be patrolling the neighborhood. Seeing the situation here, she walked over and said solemnly, "What are you doing? It's the other way around?"

The female teacher wanted to say something for Bo Huan, but the big-mouthed boy in the class immediately betrayed her, "Teacher, this female student confessed to our school's cursive!"

Hearing this, the dean looked at Bo Huan with disapproval, and said solemnly, "Come with me."

After that, she ordered another classmate in Class 12, "You give me a good lesson!"

After all this was done, the dean of instruction left with Bo Huan.

The dean of teaching was once the most feared person in Bo Huan's youthful memory, but after more than a decade, he met the old man again. Bo Huan didn't have any fear in his heart. On the contrary, he felt a little more cordial.

It's really strange to meet someone you've met when you re-encounter youth in your dreams.

When he arrived at the office, the dean of instructors knocked **** the table and looked dissatisfied, "What class are you in? What's your name?"

Bo Huan replied obediently, "Bo Huan, Class 6 of Grade Three."

"What's your situation? What were you doing just now?"

Bo Huan's tone was quite calm, "I like being alone, because I'm in my third year of high school, and I'm afraid I won't have a chance to speak out in the future, so I went to his class and confessed directly."

The dean was choked by what Bo Huan said.

Look, look, now students are so courageous!

"You are in your third year of high school, what is the most important thing now, don't you know?"

At this time, Bo Huan faintly felt that something was wrong.

How could this dream be so realistic?

Bo Huan scanned the office from side to side, only then did she discover that everything in the office was clear, not vague.

Is this really just a dream?

Bo Huan was suspicious for a while.

At this time, the teaching director did not wait for Bo Huan's answer for a long time, and asked again, "What about you, as a senior high school student, what is the most important thing for you now?"

Bo Huan replied subconsciously, "Learning."

"Yeah, studying, you know it's studying, but what were you doing just now? You actually rushed to the other party's class to confess, you can't bear it for a few more months?"

Bo Huan replied in his heart that he couldn't bear it anymore. In a few months, he would go abroad directly.

In the five years since he went abroad, she could only use social software to learn about his dynamics every day.

He never knew that there was a girl who was always paying attention to her silently.

But now, she doesn't want to go on like this anymore!

"Do you know that your actions just now have a bad influence? What if others are doing it?"

Bo Huan felt obediently on his face and said nothing, not refuting the dean's words. Because years of workplace experience told her that at this kind of time, talking back, the other party will become more and more excited, it is better to treat her as if the other party is farting, going in and out of the right ear, anyway, it will not affect her.

The dean of teaching kept chattering in front of Bo Huan, and Bo Huan was basically careless.

She was still thinking about the scene just now.

Director Cheng is really good-looking, not handsome.

She had seen him when he matured. Her latest memory remains when he was thirty-six years old when he appeared in a neat suit at the scene of a ribbon-cutting event. But his youthful and immature appearance at the age of nineteen was really vague in her memory.

When the bell rang after class, the dean realized that she had been chattering for half an hour.

She clicked on Bo Huan, and finally concluded, "You are in your third year of high school, and you are still the first offender, so you won't be punished. After you go back, remember to study hard, you know!"

Bo Huan glanced at the dean and nodded.

She waved her hand, "Okay, go back to the classroom."

After Bo Huan walked out of the dean's office and looked at the clear sky outside the window, she realized that something was wrong.

What is happening now does not seem to be a dream, but a reality.

In other words, did she really return to the year when she was nineteen years old? !