Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 342 The Player with the Most Chance of Winning
There was cheerful bird chirping outside the window, and the fan above the head was turning leisurely, and the focused eyes fell on the open pages of the book without reading a line for a long time.

Cheng Moqiong's expression was a little dazed, occasionally thinking of something interesting, the corners of his mouth curved up slightly from time to time.

Bao Bao, who was sitting next to her, looked at her gossipingly, seeing the smile on the corner of her mouth, couldn't help sniggering secretly.

Miss Chengzi must be thinking about the little boss.

"Orange, good news!"

Zheng Yuying ran into the classroom excitedly. Before she got close, the loud voice had already drawn their attention to her.

Cheng Moqiong, who was interrupted from thinking, came back to her senses, and slightly uttered a word from her pink lips, "Say."

Although Cheng Zhuqiong's reaction was very cold, but with Bao Bao as an enthusiastic and enthusiastic fan, Zheng Yuying immediately described with emotion: "Do you know? That old pervert, King Yama, has been expelled from school!"

The delicate brows raised, "So quickly?"

After the short reunion, she has been immersed in the sweet memories, but she didn't put much energy on Yama and Huang Ping.The days are so long, there are many opportunities to settle accounts, and there is no rush.Obviously not everyone is as patient as she is, though.

She guessed that the person who did it should be Mrs. Cheng, right?
Judging from Mrs. Cheng's performance that day, she should really love herself.And she loves herself so much just because she looks like Cheng Yue.If she knew that she was Cheng Wanwan's adopted daughter, would she still treat herself so well?Probably not.

Thinking of this, Cheng Moqiong made up his mind not to show any flaws, and greedily enjoyed this hard-won love.

Zheng Yuying folded her hands on her chest, and said as a matter of course: "That's right, he doesn't even look at who he offended."

Cheng Moqiong was in a good mood these days, and it was rare for him to joke with the two of them, "Bao Bao, did he offend me?"

Bao Bao shook his head seriously, "No."

"So he offended you?"

"No."

The seemingly harmless master and servant showed innocent expressions, and Zheng Yuying couldn't help rolling her eyes, "It seems that King Yama himself killed himself."

Those who offended Cheng Moqiong were really pitiful, they didn't even know how unlucky they were.

Hearing Zheng Yuying's words, Bao Bao nodded emphatically, expressing his agreement, "Well, that's definitely the case."

"Okay, don't mention these people who are in the eyes. Orange, are you ready for tonight's final?"

Bao Bao praised with absolute admiration: "Miss Chengzi must be confident in what she is going to do!"

Seeing Bao Bao's dog-legged appearance, Cheng Moqiong pursed her lips and said coquettishly, "Come on."

Bao Bao pursed her mouth and said arrogantly: "Anyway, Miss Chengzi is the most powerful in my mind."

Zheng Yuying, who was standing on the side, couldn't stand it any longer. She stretched out her hands and pinched her fleshy little face, "Will your little boss give you a salary increase if you praise oranges so much?"

The cute head shook from side to side, "No."

"No, why are you chasing Miss Chengzi so much?"

Bao Bao laughed suddenly, and his smiling eyes shone with golden light, "Because you can add bonuses."

Cheng Haoqiong knew how the people around Hu Qiaoguang could be so innocent and cute.However, for the final tonight, she always had a bad premonition in her heart.

The book in her hand has not been put down, but she has no intention of staying in the classroom anymore.

"Yuyu, I'll go out for a while. If the teacher asks later, just say we're going to the school infirmary."

"it is good."

The purpose of Bao Bao's coming to school is not to study, but to be a small follower who never leaves behind Cheng Zhuqiong.As soon as Cheng Zhuqiong stood up, Bao Bao also stood up, following her footsteps without asking why.

Leaving the classroom, Cheng Moqiong walked straight towards the gymnasium.She is not going to perform a dance tonight, nor does she want to play the violin, which she is best at.Except for the finals, there will be no rehearsals for the preliminary rounds and tonight's finals.Therefore, until the last moment, the judges did not know what the content of their performance was.

She didn't want to have any accidents before the competition like last time.Leaving some suspense is also a way to protect yourself.

However, she was a little worried about the singing tonight.After all, this was the second time she sang in front of so many people, and the previous time she had Hu Qiaoguang by her side.This time, she can only rely on herself.

As soon as Cheng Haoqiong stepped into the gymnasium, he heard low-pitched string music echoing inside.This unique timbre belongs to the cello.

is her?

With an 80.00% certainty, Cheng Moqiong walked into one of the practice rooms.If she has fate with the person next to her, maybe she can meet up when she leaves later.

Cheng Moqiong was playing the violin in the practice room here, while the person next to him was playing the cello in another practice room.The deep and round strings are intertwined, and finally converge into a harmonious concerto.

This isn't the first time an unconscious collaboration has occurred.Although they have never spoken to each other, the music under the strings is their language.They feel each other's mood in the melody and pour out their hearts.

The perfect coordination in the performance gave Cheng Zhuoqiong an illusion, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.

As the last note came to an abrupt end on the strings, the two ended the practice tacitly, and then began to pack their instruments.

It's getting late now, and they have to go back and prepare for tonight's performance.Cheng Haoqiong took all her things and walked out of the door of the practice room, just in time to meet Nan Hongdou who had just left.

Looking at each other, the two just smiled politely and nodded, neither of them took the initiative to say a word.

With a thin body and a huge cello on his back, Bao Bao hurriedly left, and asked suspiciously: "Miss Chengzi, do you know this person?"

"I know. She is one of the most likely contestants in this competition."

(End of this chapter)