Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 139 You are insulting my IQ

   Jun Gu shrank the fingertips holding the water bottle, and then tapped on it.

   A chuckle escaped from his throat.

   Very pleasant kind.

  Gong Jiu sat down silently, looked sideways, the line drawn under the man showed a gentle and gentle smile.

   Withdrawing her eyes, she thought about it carefully, her eyes were closed, and she was a little puzzled: "Is there a problem?"

  The words "seriously answer" in Jun Gu's mouth were replaced by: "No problem."

   Pausing slightly, Gong Jiu silently adjusted his gaze and landed on the field.

  The referee put the whistle to his mouth, raised his right hand high, and after both parties saluted, he put down his hand forcefully.

  The whistle sounded, announcing the start of the game.

  The scene is not bad.

   After a stalemate for a while, the two sides quickly started fighting.

  To be honest, Gong Jiuhan was not very interested, and after a few glances, he lowered his head, and it happened that the mobile phone in his bag vibrated.

  She slowly reached into her pocket, took out her phone and unlocked it.

  Looking at the young man's dispirited appearance, Jun Gu squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

   There is a trace of evil in the gentleness and elegance.

  The fingertips on the crossed legs lit up every now and then.

  Although Gong Jiuhan is always so careless about the fighting arena.

  However, the blood in the little guy's bones can't be concealed...

   Gong Jiuhan was looking down at the phone, his fingers sliding the screen were as long as jade.

   Ah dumb, turn your head.

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   Nana

   Frowning, Gong Jiu knew without thinking that this girl had come to the scene again.

   Turning her head and looking towards the auditorium, an unknown object in the direction of four o'clock was waving the cheering stick in her hand vigorously, so she drew a circle in case she couldn't see it.

   He breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and lowered his eyes, Gong Jiu silently hugged the phone and started typing.

  Gong Jiuan: I saw it.

   There was a message back soon.

  Ouyang Na: Unexpectedly, this lady has promoted several shows.

  Paused for half a second, Gong Jiuhan continued to wave his fingers on the screen: Don't run around after the game, I'll find you.

   After sending it, Gong Jiu silently exited the information interface, paused and clicked in again.

  On the viewing platform, Ouyang Na held a cheering stick, looked at the words on it, and smiled happily.

  The phone rang, and another message came in.

  The next second, Ouyang Na's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

  On the screen, Gong Jiu was silent: lest I lose myself again.

   Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Na rolled her eyes secretly, clicked on the keyboard and started typing.

  On the field, the phone in Gong Jiuhan's hand vibrated again.

  She clicked in.

  Ouyang Na: Laugh! This is absolutely blatant ridicule! You are insulting my IQ, don't go too far!

   Seeing this string of words, Gong Jiu couldn't hold back, and raised the corners of his lips.

  The restrained anger and impatience between the eyebrows faded a little.

  Looking at this scene from the corner of his eye, Jun Gu's eyes deepened, and when he looked back, he saw a carnival cheering audience.

  The small noodle stall is really a rare joy.

  The referee suddenly blew his whistle and the game was interrupted.

  Gong Jiuhan raised his eyes, the intermission time has not yet arrived, the referee blows the whistle at this time...

as expected.

  In the duel just now, the ET team members were locked up. In their desperation, they forgot that this was free combat and used comprehensive fighting skills.

   The referee stopped the game and gave a warning for the foul.

   "What's going on? How could this guy make such a low-level mistake? He was too careless."

  Su Yu and others sighed.

   "I don't blame him, it's the first time I've entered a free fighting arena, and it's pretty good to be able to fight steadily for so long."

  Wen Yao supported his head and said, but his clenched fists could see his worry.

   This foul seems to have hit the participating teenager of the ET team, causing him to be suppressed by the opponent in the next game.

  Gong Jiu leaned over, propped his chin, his fan-like eyelashes moved up and down, his expression hesitant.

   Tsk, impetuous, easily suppressed by the other party's breath.

  Beihai's players are too strong, and they are psychologically suppressing ET severely.

  In this case, even professional free kick fighters will make mistakes, let alone ET players who are half-way monks.

  Gong Jiu was watching silently, when a magnetic and deep male voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

   "If it were you, there is a possibility of making the same mistake..."

   Here I come~ Sorry, babies, now that you are stimulated by the test papers, you don’t have time to update the text. This book occasionally blows up the corpse to prove that he hasn’t been given up yet haha ​​hiccup~

   Forgive me for so few updates????

  (end of this chapter)