She even wished that such days would be longer.
Soon it was the day of the college entrance examination motivation meeting.
A few days ago, Bo Huan had passed the teacher's assessment, stood out from more than 20 competitors, and obtained the qualification to perform on stage.
In addition to her, the other two performers on stage were all entertainment activists from the previous two years in high school who were often active in various activities and stages.
She was in obscurity in the first two years but suddenly jumped up in the third year of high school. She was naturally not familiar with these two.
Bo Huan's fight for this performance qualification was as she felt that the person she liked was so dazzling, so she couldn't be too ordinary.
Li Xiaoxiao expressed considerable shock at the sudden appearance of Bo Huan on stage. She said with emotion, "There are only three months left in the third year of high school, but you really have to fight?"
To Bo Huan, her fight was to chase Cheng Zhi.
Li Xiaoxiao somehow envied Bo Huan's courage.
They may not see each other in this life after graduation.
So compared to the previous Bo Huan who only dared to like Cheng Zhi silently and didn't even dare to confess, Li Xiaoxiao obviously liked the current one.
She gave Bo Huan a cheer, "Bo Huan, fighting!"
Bo Huan laughed, picked up the violin provided to her by the teacher, and went backstage to wait for her turn.
Listening to the various inspiring lines for college entrance examination motivation on stage, Bo Huan was also full of expectations for the future.
Her life had just set sail.
In this life, she could do more meaningful things.
Time passed little by little, and it was Bo Huan's turn to take the stage.
Holding the violin, she walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience.
She was playing "Violin Concerto".
The first public performance of Cheng Zhi's favorite violinist Heifetz's piece was "Violin Concerto".
And she played the violin in front of Cheng Zhi for the first time in the school auditorium, so she chose it.
When the melodious violin sounded, Bo Huan got gradually immersed in the sea of notes.
In the audience, Jiang Nan croaked, "I remember your favorite violinist also played this piece?"
Cheng Zhi said, "Yes,"
Jiang Nan scratched his head, "Why do I feel that her level is not low? I feel she could do a recital all right."
Although Jiang Nan was not skillful in playing the violin, his appreciation level was good because of the environment he grew in.
He knew that Bo Huan's violin level was not amateur, but it sounded like…professional.
The performance level of the masters in the concerts he had heard seemed to be the same, and some of them were not even as good as Bo Huan.
Bo Huan played the violin so well?
Naturally, Cheng Zhi knew what Jiang Nan had noticed.
Her skills were so great that it was hard to imagine that such a beautiful sound actually came from a high school student.
Such a talent was really rare.
As time was limited, Bo Huan only played a stanza.
But it was enough to show her skills.
That performance was completely an auditory feast for those who loved the violin.
When Bo Huan left the stage, applause rang sparsely.
The applause from the audience was far worse than that of the girl before.
The girl had sung familiar songs that were popular recently. There was thunderous applause in the audience, which showed the popularity of this girl.
Bo Huan didn't care about it, and she was even mentally prepared.
Not everyone liked the violin and could appreciate it. No matter how good she was, if she was performing on the street, she may not be able to attract the attention of a few passersby.
So the girl's performance was more popular than her performance earlier in her imagination.
She played the violin not for others, but for people who also loved the violin such as Cheng Zhi.
Bo Huan stepped down, and first returned the violin to the teacher.
In this life, she had not had time to own a violin of her own, so she could only borrow one.
She happened to pass the row where they were sitting.
Cheng Zhi sat on the very edge of the aisle with Jiang Nan next to him.
When she was a few steps away from them, Jiang Nan shouted, "Sister, you can play the violin very well!"
Bo Huan smiled.
She looked at Cheng Zhi expectantly.
Jiang Nan thought she could play it very well, so what about him?
What did he feel about it?
Soon, Cheng Zhi personally told her the answer.
He did not hesitate to give compliments, "The performance was perfect."
Cheng Zhi was just like that. His temperament was complicated but charming. Many times, he had a somewhat cynical attitude, but sometimes, he would show his masculine demeanor.
When it was time to praise, he would never be stingy.
Perfect.
This should be a very high evaluation for Cheng Zhi.
In her previous life, Bo Huan was already quite older when she was learning the violin. Many people started practicing when they were children. She started too late.
But fortunately, she was still somewhat talented.
In order to play the violin well, she practiced day and night like crazy.
Now, all the sweat, all the tears, and all the hard work she had paid for it had all been rewarded.
It was obviously a sincere compliment from Cheng Zhi, but Bo Huan's eyes were wet.
He finally saw it.