Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 195 It's not up to me

   Staring at the photos that filled the screen for a few seconds, Jun Gu picked up the phone beside him and flipped through the phone.

  But the moment he was about to dial out, he stopped.

  His eyes narrowed slightly, from which there was a bit of blackness, bottomless.

As the incidents on the Internet continued to ferment, netizens became very interested in this beautiful young hero who saved the beauty, and quickly picked up Gong Jiuyin based on the slightly blurred photo. Soon, the No. 1 Middle School in Beijing Many people have gathered around the two places, the ET Club and the ET Club.

In the car not far from the club, Jiang Fei held the steering wheel, glanced at the crowded gate, and then fixed her eyes on the fair face in the rearview mirror. With a hint of joke: "You, you are still as beautiful as before."

  There were crowds of people wherever he looked, Gong Jiu silently ignored Jiang Fei's foot-picking joke.

   "Go and have a look at the back door." He lowered his head slightly, took out the mask from his pocket, and put it on his ears slowly.

  The body shook slightly, and soon came to the rear door.

   The food street opposite the back door of the club is crowded with people.

   There is no trace of any reporter here.

   After staying in the car for a long time, Gong Jiuhan finally got out of the car.

  Jiang Fei called her to stop: "It's been very lively recently, you have to be quiet."

  Gong Jiu, who turned his face sideways, lifted his eyelashes slightly, casually: "It doesn't depend on me."

   After speaking, he opened his legs and walked towards the back door at a leisurely pace.

  Seeing that the person disappeared, Jiang Fei looked away, and nodded with the fingertips holding the steering wheel, her pupils glowing with bitterness mixed with tiny helplessness.

   Well, it seems so.

   Now he should go back and clean up the pile of so "quickly" online, stalls...

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  As soon as he entered the back door of the club, he saw Jiang Xiying sitting by the wall with his legs crossed on a chair.

  When he saw Gong Jiuhan, he was holding a box of Wang Zai to drink Huan.

   "Ah, Jiu'an is back?" He stood up and threw the empty Wangzai milk box into the trash can.

  The speed of his feet remained unchanged, Gong Jiuhan took off his mask, put it in his pocket, and hummed.

  Following Gong Jiuhan's pace, Jiang Xiying raised the corners of his mouth: "I knew you would go through the back door, and I'll clean up this door for you. How about it? Did you do a good job?"

"Thanks."

   No wonder, she said that there is not even a single fly in the back door.

   But obviously, what Jiang Xiying wanted was not her thank you.

  Taking a step forward and turning around, changing her steps to walking backwards, Jiang Xiying tilted an angle, approaching Gong Jiuhan, full of anger:

   "Little Jiudu, how does it feel to be a hero saving the beauty?"

   "Heroes to save the beauty?" Gong Jiu still walked slowly, and followed up.

  Jiang Xiying turned around, hugged her shoulders, and smiled unabated: "You still pretend to me, the hot searches are flying all over the sky, how about it, can I help you?"

  Gong Jiuhan's steps suddenly stopped, turned his face, his eyes fell on his hands wrapped around her shoulders, and stared.

  Seeing this, Jiang Xiying moved his hand away resentfully, his fingers trembled uncomfortably in the air, and he curled his lips and let go.

   "I'm serious, I can help you remove the hot search," Jiang Xiying put his hands in his pockets, his mouth kept moving, "As long as I want, I can get it for you in minutes."

  As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, and let others be famous. For a person like Gong Jiuhan who is in the fighting circle, this kind of exposure does not necessarily bring her fame.

   went upstairs and quickly walked to the door of the bedroom.

  Gong Jiu stepped in silently, stopped at the door and turned around to look at him. Jiang Xiying stood outside the door and grinned at her: "How are you thinking?"

  (end of this chapter)