The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

As soon as Bo Huan returned to the classroom, Li Xiaoxiao approached her and asked her curiously, "Bo Huan, where did you go in that class?"

Bo Huan sat down, opened the book and replied, "I didn't go anywhere, I just solved a problem."

Li Xiaoxiao said, she thought Bo Huan had just done a trivial thing, so the next second she turned her attention back to the book.

Soon, the teacher for the next class will come.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar words in the textbook, Bo Huan finally had a feeling of returning to his senior year.

Although she had excellent grades in her third year of high school and finally passed the University of Hong Kong with high scores, for her, more than ten years have passed since that year, so she still needs to spend more to return to the height Time and energy.

Fortunately, she has a good foundation and a solid foundation, so it shouldn't be too difficult to regain her knowledge.

The hard part is on Cheng Zhi's side...

At first she thought it was just a dream, so in the dream she could do whatever she wanted without considering any consequences. But now she knew it was not a dream. Although she doesn't regret everything she did just now, she still needs to think about the way forward.

Cheng Zhi is what she must chase in this life. The last time she was cowardly, she didn't even dare to say a word she liked him, and stayed with Cheng Zhi until she was 36 years old and unmarried. Then she opened her eyes again, that is, she returned to the year when she was nineteen years old. But this time, even if she and Cheng Zhi can only reach one be in the end, she has to pursue it hard.

She worked hard, even if the final outcome is not happy, but she has no regrets in this life.

Twenty years of unrequited love in the last life made her know all his preferences.

She knows that he likes listening to Heifetz, riding horses, and racing, but his favorite sport is bowling and his favorite instrument is the violin.

Just because she knew that his favorite instrument was the violin, in her last life, she would regard the violin as her life's career.

Before she was born again, she had become a world-famous violinist. In her glorious and dazzling career, she has been praised by the media as the contemporary violin queen. At the same time, she is also the only Chinese female violinist to have a solo concert in the Vienna Concert Hall.

In addition to taking the violin as a career, she also learned to ride horses, drag racing, and bowling.

She wanted to experience everything he liked, and she wanted to breathe the air he had breathed, and feel all the scenery he had ever felt.

Many years after graduating from university, her violin career has been considered a small achievement, but in that year, she resolutely chose to go to the Royal Academy of Music to continue her postgraduate studies.

She wandered Edinburgh alone, walked slowly by the River Cam, and felt the hot afternoon sun on the Cambridge campus alone.

No one knows why she chose Britain as a country. Only she knows.

Because Cheng Zhi spent five years in Cambridge, England. He studied and lived here, but when she came to England in her glory, he had already studied and returned to China.

The two missed again.

She always knew he was ambitious and ambitious. After returning to China after graduating with a master's degree, Cheng Zhi started his own business and is an outstanding young entrepreneur who has published in the newspaper.

It's a pity that such an excellent person is a stranger from the young man, affectionate and persistent.

He is just as persistent as his name. Once you love someone, you love forever.

Thinking of this, Bo Huan suddenly felt that he had just thought wrong. Cheng Zhi's favorite is obviously not the bowling ball and the violin, but Gu Mian.

Gu Mian, the beloved wife of Cheng Che, chairman of the Chengs Consortium, and the only daughter favored by Gu Guoan, chairman of Global International.

Apart from these two awesome identities, she still has a beautiful face like a flower, and she is in the entertainment circle like a fish in water, with fans all over the world.

When Gu Mian was 30 years old, she got the Oscar queen. At the awards ceremony, Cheng Che, Cheng Zhi, her and Cheng Che's daughter Nuonuo, and her friend Kan Yangyang all applauded excitedly for her.

All her fans are cheering for her and proud of her.

Bo Huan thought, probably many girls want to live like Gu Mian.

Even she herself had to admit that she also envied Gu Mian. But she was not envious of Gu Mian's achievements, nor was she envious of her family background, but envious of her being loved by Cheng Zhi.

Looking at Cheng Zhi's thirty-six years of life, only Gu Mian has received Cheng Zhi's love. If it weren't for love, Bo Huan couldn't think of a reasonable reason for a man to insist on not getting married until the age of thirty-six.

And this love was what she had dreamt of in her last life.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhi is only 19 years old now, and there are still seven full years before he meets Gu Mian.

Now, Gu Mian hasn't become Cheng Zhi's obsession, nor has he wasted half of his life because of Gu Mian.

Everything is too late.

In the afternoon, Bo Huan single-handedly confessed to the school when he reached the 32nd class of high school, and it was spread throughout the school.

Many people are talking about it.

Li Xiaoxiao was shocked when she heard about this. She looked at Bo Huan with a stunned expression, "You said to do one thing before, is to confess to Cheng Zhi?"

Bo Huan gave a hum.

Li Xiaoxiao choked, then took a long time to pat Bo Huan's shoulder, "Bo Huan, I respect you as a man."

Bo Huan knew that many people were talking about her confession behind her back, both good and bad. But she didn't care at all.

Everyone's opinion of her seemed trivial in her heart, and it was not as important as Cheng Zhi's smile.

In the afternoon, for ten minutes between classes in the afternoon, Bo Huan would go to the door of Class 12. Her classroom is on the second floor, and Class 12 is on the third floor. Fortunately, there are stairs at the corner of their classroom. She can get to the classroom of Class 12 as long as she goes up the stairs.

A confession made all the students in Class 12 know Bo Huan.

So when Bo Huan got to the vicinity of Class 12, a classmate from Class 12 greeted her, jokingly, "Look at the school grass again?"

Bo Huan behaved generously, "Yeah."

Bo Huan didn't call Cheng Zhi every time she came, she just took a look at him from the window. Most of the time, Cheng Zhi sleeps on the table.

There are always people in this world who are favored, such as Cheng Zhi. Even if he is not serious in class, he still has excellent grades, because he has a smart head, he learns everything quickly, which is only enviable.

Bo Huan hadn't thought that Cheng Zhineng would be asleep this time, but she didn't expect that this time when she arrived at the door of Class 12, Cheng Zhi walked out with hands in his pockets.

Even though Bo Huan faced the young Cheng Zhi, she was still a little nervous.

Who made her like him so much? And once you like it, it takes so many years.

He almost became her demon.

As soon as Cheng Zhi came out, he lazily said, "Don't come to me again."

Bo Huan's hands curled slightly behind her back, and thin beads of sweat began to emerge from her palms. She bit her lip and asked, "Why?"

Cheng Zhi glanced at her lightly, "Do you really want to know?"

The truth is hurtful, so Bo Huan subconsciously chose silence.

Cheng Zhi sneered, then turned around and headed back to the classroom.

Bo Huan stood there for a while before returning to the classroom.

After finishing the last class in the afternoon, Bo Huan hurried to the school gate before he could even carry his schoolbag.

She knows that Cheng Zhi does not live on campus, and it is not that students who live on campus do not have to go to self-study at night, so he will go home after he finishes the course of the day.

When Bo Huan ran to the school gate, Cheng Zhi was just about to leave with his Aston Martin.

Bo Huan didn't have time to think, and ran to Cheng Zhi's car with his will.

Then a piercing and sharp brake sounded.

Bo Huan watched as the Aston Martin's car stopped a few centimeters away from her. During the whole process, she didn't even frown her brows, and stood straight on the spot.

The next second, Cheng Zhi opened the car door with a frustrated expression and walked down, "What did you do? Did you know it was dangerous just now?"

Bo Huan opened his eyes and looked at him, "I know."

"Knowing that you still rushed over? Are you afraid of death?"

Bo Huan looked down at her toes. She moved her toes and said honestly, "I'm afraid of death...but I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to catch you."

Cheng Zhi was blocked by these words and couldn't speak.

Does this person really like him so much?

Cheng Zhi scanned Bo Huan up and down.

After scanning, he couldn't help but sneered, "It's just a little dwarf."

Cheng Zhi's implication is that a little man wants to pursue him too?

Bo Huan developed late. In her last life, her entire face slowly opened up until she was in her twenties, and her height was only slightly elevated.

After she has grown up, she is one meter six eight inches tall. Although her face is not as good as Gu Mian's face, she is more than enough to sling ordinary people.

However, she has not graduated from high school. She is only one meter tall and has obvious baby fat on her face.

Cheng Zhi in his third year of high school should be 1.82 meters. In other words, he is more than twenty centimeters taller than her.

It was not too wrong that she was yelled at by him as a little dwarf.

Bo Huan was a little unconvinced, "I will grow taller."

Cheng Zhi's face was noncommittal.

Bo Huan put his hands on his hips, "I like you, are you scared?"

Cheng Zhi seemed to have heard something interesting, and laughed straight out, "Afraid?"

After laughing for a while, he put his hands in his pockets, kicked a pebble on the ground, and said lazily, "I'm afraid I'm not afraid, I just find it troublesome."

Bo Huan let out a cry, and then she passed Cheng Zhi blankly and went directly to the driving seat of Cheng Zhi's Aston Martin.

Cheng Zhi's brows frowned subconsciously, his expression unhappy, "Hello? What are you doing?"

Bo Huan showed a head from the window, and she smiled at Cheng Zhi, "I'll take you to the drag racing, come on."

Cheng Zhi looked suspicious, "You? Take me drag racing? Are you kidding?"

Bo Huan gave a hum, and urged again, "Come on."

After Cheng Zhi got into the car, he put on the seat belt carefully, and he gave a feed, "Tell me first, can you drive?"

Bo Huan started the engine directly and told Cheng Zhi that she could drive with skillful practical actions.

Cheng Zhi shrugged, and then he thought of something in general and asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

Bo Huan held the steering wheel and drove directly to the destination. She took the time to return to Cheng Zhi and said, "I am the same age as you, nineteen this year, thank you."

Cheng Zhi's expression was originally a little careless, but when he found that the place where Bo Huan opened became more and more familiar, he asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"Bian Shan."

Cheng Zhi repeated slowly, "Bian Shan?"

Bo Huan said, "Don't you like to go racing there the most?"

At this time, Cheng Zhi's look at Bo Huan slowly changed.

He is the only child in the family, and his old man pays the most attention to his safety.

The dangerous behavior of drag racing has never been within the scope of his old man's permission. So every time he dragged a car, he kept it secret from his family.

The location of Bianshan is very remote. The drag gangs in Hong Kong City generally don't go there, but go to another mountain, so he and Jiangnan can be said to be king in Bianshan.

Knowing that he can drag racing, and likes to drag racing in Bianshan, besides himself, there is only his good brother Jiangnan.

He knew that his brother would never tell anyone this kind of thing. So Bo Huan, where did she know this?

The author has something to say: Fanwai will not be very long.