Ning Zhen forced herself to calm down, "Before the class sent a form to collect personal contact information, I accidentally saw it."

It was rare for her to lie, her ears were all red, but fortunately, she didn't stutter, and finished speaking in one breath.

Previously, the class had sent out a form of statistical information, but there was no date of birth. Ning Zhen was just betting that Lu Zhi didn't care about these matters, so he didn't have any impression.

Lu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

He smiled suddenly: "Oh, it's not like you don't care about me, and you deliberately remembered my birthday."

She was speechless, but she was relieved.

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

She never deliberately thought about what happened in her previous life. Her life ended at the age of 19, but as for Lu Zhi, he still has to live.

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

I only hope that he can be well, so that she will not waste her life to let him live.

Ning Zhen sighed, not thinking about those bad memories.

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

She was ignorant in her last life, and she still doesn't know how she got to that point, but as long as Lu Zhi and her are not involved, both of them can live a good life in another way.

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

A misunderstanding made him very happy.

"Ning Zhen, if you like me, just say it straight, what is being hypocritical?"

His low laugh came over, and the heat on her face was even more intense.

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

"Lu Zhi, don't talk nonsense!" She turned around, Ye Feng ruffled her bangs, and after a few steps, he could feel her shame.

He raised his eyebrows, the shy little girl came back, Ning Zhen on the stage was so dazzling, he suddenly felt that they were separated by several light years.

Lu Zhi walked in front of her a few steps, 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, you don't need to like you as much as I do, a little bit is enough."

His tone was very light, raised in the night wind, with a hint of gentleness.

Not at all like something a little bastard would say.

He's arrogant and bad-tempered, but he says he'll be fine and fine.

She stared at him blankly, and Lu Zhi broke in a second and covered her eyes: "What are you looking at, promise or not?"

She chuckled, she had never seen someone who slapped the face so fast.

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

She knew that Lu Zhi was very smart, and he could do whatever he wanted. He can be a great person.

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

The topic was messed up, he didn't dare to force her to agree to anything, but after a while he thought of her dancing again.

Everyone's attention, like a goblin.

Damn it, he still feels hooked.

He just stood there, his heart skipping a beat. In the past, was racing on the mountain road with a group of rich second-generation people from City B, but heart didn't beat so fast.

He's done, he likes the shy look of others, and he likes her like a fairy.

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

Lu Zhi was a little irritable: "Can we stop playing?"

Ning Zhen shook her head and insisted: "I've made a big decision and will continue to dance. I want to go back to the hall to see the results, Lu Zhi, you can go back to City A."

He frowned, silent.

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

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

She breathed a sigh of relief and curled her lips.

Ready for the semifinals.

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

It seems that the elimination system in the preliminary round is quite scary. In the competition of more than 600 people, more than 500 people were beaten in the first game, and only fifty-six were left.

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

The further back you go, the harder 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 in the street, the pressure would be too great.

In this case, she is worried that she will not be able to make it to the finals.

Once this game is over, it will be difficult for her to have a chance to dance aboveboard.

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

Ning Zhen went back to the hotel room to take a good bath, lying on the bed and watching the dance video.

Generally speaking, this kind of single dance competition, the category of intense 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, allowing her to maximize her creativity.

Therefore, although the time is short, she is used to dancing casually, and as long as she can, she is not afraid to perform.

It's past zero now, and yesterday was too much of a change 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.

The Ning Zhen that Lu Zhi knew had always been timid and timid. Ning Zhen suddenly felt that if he saw a more complete version of himself, he shouldn't like it anymore.

After all, even she herself felt contradictory. The two extremes didn't look like the same person.

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

It's really nice to be able to do what you love.

The next day was sunny 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. After the preliminary round, the venue was not so lively.

Compared with the flooded scene before, the front of the competition hall was a lot cooler in an instant.

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

Lu Zhi put his hands in his pockets, looked at the photo in the center, and curled the corners of his lips.

The little girl of fourteen is very green.

The tender appearance, however, is somewhat similar to the current Ning Zhen. She smiled brightly, holding a small golden cup in her hand, showing a few small teeth.

That was what he missed, her youth.

Champion, that's awesome.

Lu Zhi recalled his past and found that there were only fights, racing cars, spending money, and making troubles, and nothing could be done.

He cursed lowly.

The difference between him and mother 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.

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

The thought just flashed by, he smiled, if he really sat there, she would be too frightened to walk.

There will be a lottery in the evening, and games will be played in order the next day.

Ning Zhen arrived early, and after waiting for 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, he saw her very obedient appearance.

He frowned.

So different. That kind of temperament... so cute. He was far from the high-spirited champion on the stage, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He sat behind her, Ning Zhen never looked back.

The staff brought the number box over. Since the order of the competition is also a kind of luck, usually the person who draws at the beginning will not score too high, 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 good number.

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

"So unlucky? Number 6?"

If you go ahead, you have less time to prepare.

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 you change the number?"

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

Ning Zhen pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Oh, stingy." The girl turned her head, but she didn't bother much, but her face was still not good-looking.

Ning Zhen didn't lose her temper, there was no need to care about this kind of thing.Although she doesn't mind her number, she doesn't want to be bullied for nothing.

Jiang Zhe rubbed his eyebrows.

This is different from his expected reaction. How come the champion doesn't look like a champion, this cowardly look?No wonder people want to bully.