Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 118 Do me a favor

  Jun Gu's original position was near the front row of the team.

  Gong Jiuan lazily found a back corner and sat down.

  Suddenly heard this voice.

   The man must have sat down.

   "Somewhat."

  Withdrawing his gaze, Gong Jiu replied indifferently.

  Jun Gu looked at the back of the stool, relaxed his body, lifted his chin slightly, and looked at the ring in front of him: "Why don't you take a look."

  Gong Jiu heard the words silently, and glanced at him together, not very interested: "It's not interesting."

I do not want to see.

   She has read the information on the team that ET played against in today's preliminary round.

   But so on.

  It is not difficult for Su Yu to win.

   Besides the buzzing narrator's voice, there were also discussions and cheering noises at the scene, which made her brain ache.

  An expected answer.

   Jun Gu didn't express much surprise at this.

  This younger brother's temperament is exactly like this.

  His lips curled into a smile, Jun Gumo.

  Three minutes have passed, but the winner has not yet been decided.

  The referee calls a one-minute intermission.

  The contestants from both sides saluted and came to their respective rest areas.

   His coaching teammates stepped forward.

  Gong Jiu is silent in the front row.

  Su Yu clicked his tongue: "These two people are really pushing each other, and they didn't get any benefits."

  Wen Yao was sitting next to him, and smiled when he heard this: "You may not see anything in this round, but it may not be so in the next round."

  Su Yu nodded: "You are right," at the end, he asked, "How is your preparation this time?"

  Brows moved, Wen Yao replied: "Preparation must be preparation, everything depends on the ring."

  Nodding in agreement, Su Yu raised his eyebrows.

  The person holding the big character "two" walked by, the referee blew his whistle, and the game started again.

  Passing his chin with great interest, Su Yu turned his head: "Coach, who do you think will win out of these two?"

  Unexpectedly, the man had already closed his eyes leisurely, resting his mind and adjusting his breath.

"Um?"

  Sleep?

  Su Yu was extremely shocked.

  What is this place? Gong Jiu is dumb and sleeps without watching the game?

   "Can't see it by yourself?"

  The familiar voice came from the side.

  Su Yu turned his gaze, met those black eyes as dark as night, and was taken aback again: "Gu Shen? Why are you sitting here?"

  Sweeping Jun Gu sideways, Wen Yao saw the man's dignified and refined face, coughed lowly, and pulled Su Yu.

  However, the hem of Su Yu's clothes, which was pulled by him, did not move.

  Wen Yao: …

   Didn't you see Gu Shen's unfriendly eyes?

  Looking away from the arena and looking at Su Yu's face, after a pause, Jun Gu changed his feet and folded his feet, and said quietly: "What am I doing, and I need to report to you?"

  Su Yu couldn't help swallowing quietly, and said a little embarrassingly, "No, it's not."

   After shaking his head he turned around.

  The expression on his face still hasn't slowed down, and he scratches his head thoughtfully.

   Then... I didn't think of any reason.

   I had to continue watching the game.

  Wen Yao laughed softly when he saw it.

   Just as he was about to open his mouth to make some jokes, the young man's dull words came: "NY."

"Why?"

  The two turned their heads to look at the past together.

  Gong Jiuan has opened his eyes.

   was fumbling for something in the bag, and quickly took out a small white box.

  The boy paused for half a second and added two words. "should."

  Take out a piece of candy from the box, unhurriedly peel it off and put it in your mouth.

   Then close the box and put it back.

  In front of the auditorium.

  Ouyang Na yawned lazily, and wanted to cover her mouth with her hands before remembering that she was wearing a mask.

  Crossing his arms, his gaze inadvertently passed over Gong Jiuhan's position.

  But when he saw something in the boy's hand that he could vaguely guess was a box, he stopped.

   So familiar stuff...

  Ouyang Na lowered her face, under the sunglasses, her eyes were slightly narrowed.

   It's hard to read.

   On the field.

  Su Yu and Wen Yao: What? Should...,...should?

   Isn’t this answer too casual?

   Yes, it seems like this is a waste of a question.

   They also can't expect someone who dozed off at the game to give an answer.

   It is estimated that Gong Jiuhan from NY is not clear on the field.

  Looking at each other, Wen Yao and Su Yu turned their heads, exhaled together, and shook their heads in unison. Then silently looked at the stage.

  Not saying anything.

  Looking at the bag that the boy put in the white box, Jun Gu pursed his lips.

  The expression is light, the facial features are smooth, but there is no softness.

   What is more intense is the noble elegance that catches the eye at a glance.

   "Brother, help me throw it away."

   Hey hey hey hey~

  (end of this chapter)