Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 197 Is Coach Gong back?

   "As far as I know, she is in the capital."

  The fingers holding the plastic bag paused, Gong Jiuhan straightened up slowly, tapped his fingertips up and down, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

   It turned out that it was not the old man, but his claws...

   Then all of this seems to make sense.

   Bastard meals, kidnapping, news, hot searches, exposure.

  Ah, by the way, she almost forgot, and this jade dragon ball, and the blue crystal love...

  The five fingers tightened suddenly, and a dark coolness gradually appeared.

   This is probably what that person called the beginning of the game.

   "Find me, where is the person."

  During the phone call, Old Tang was silent for half a second, humming.

  Hung up the phone, Gong Jiu silently stared at the fragments in the bag, his eyes deepened.

  She suddenly remembered that this bead was given to her by that brother as a gift, and she wondered how he would feel if he saw this "gift" turned into crumbs.

   Tsk, trouble.

   Throwing the things aside, she raised her hand and rubbed her parched forehead.

   After closing the computer, Jun Gu pinched the bridge of his tall nose.

  Turning his face and looking out the window, the sky was already dark, smudged with the neon lights of the city.

  He pushed away the chair and got up, and left the office. The team members were all downstairs. It had been a while since he had seen Jiang Xiying. He probably went out to the wild or went back to his room to sleep.

   "Boom~"

  In the training room, Su Yu withdrew his punch and kicked at the sandbag before stopping and taking a breath.

  He turned around, just in time to see Jun Gu at the door.

   "Boss?" He called suspiciously.

Jun Gu didn't come in either, he just stood at the door, glanced around the room, and finally laid his eyes on his sweaty face: "Before the game, don't exercise too much, just be aware of it." .”

  Su Yu nodded his head obediently.

   After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, as if thinking of something, he turned his face again: "Is Coach Gong back?"

  Su Yu, who was picking up water, stopped twisting the bottle cap and nodded subconsciously: "It seems to be back."

  Jun Gu frowned slightly, and his thin lips formed a straight line.

  Then Su Yu saw that they walked away without any more nostalgia.

  Su Yu unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water, looking puzzled.

  Why does he always feel that caring about him is just incidental?

  **

  Internet topics related to the two were suppressed one after another, and by the second day, they were no longer seen on the trending searches.

   But this does not stop Gong Jiuan from being exposed to the public.

Ouyang Na's own traffic and the ability to pick and pull contemporary netizens, even if the trending search is suppressed, the topics surrounding the two are still in the chats on major forums and websites, and there are still a large number of reporters like hungry wolves preying on them Flock to places with her personal information.

  Ouyang Na was originally a rising star in the fighting circle. When she had the most glorious record, she retired with that person and entered the entertainment circle. She never set foot in this field again.

And recently, there have been news about her and your circle one after another. Whether it is watching a match in the stadium or finding a boyfriend in the fighting circle, even though she is only a substitute coach, this group of people still cannot stop them from wanting to dig more inside information. thoughts.

   What's more, the boy's ability to enter the ET contemporary coach also aroused their deep curiosity.

  Beijing No. 1 Middle School.

   Song Zixi arrived at the school by stepping on it. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw reporters surrounded by the gate.

   He breathed a long sigh of relief and shook his head again.

   Well, now he really believes in those trending searches that didn't last long yesterday.

   "Hey, classmate, do you know Gong Jiuan, a sophomore in high school?"

   Someone stopped him, Song Zixi stopped, turned his head to look at that person, with a cynical expression: "You are welcome if she is not at school."

  The reporter who held him back had no time to speak.

  Passing through the crowd, he just stepped into the school gate when he saw Lin Yao not far ahead.

   "Squad Leader Lin."

  He stopped her, walked quickly to Lin Yao's side, patted her on the shoulder, and stared at her funny the next moment.

   "Why did you go there last night? How did you become a national protected animal?"

Lin Yao, who was still smiling at him, subconsciously raised her hand to touch the swollen and big dark circles under her eyes when she heard this, and sighed helplessly: "Don't mention it, I didn't sleep well last night, and I almost didn't wake up this morning. "

   Otherwise, she wouldn't be here at this time and place, meeting Song Zixi.

  As soon as she raised her hand, a smear of white on her wrist was exposed to the air.

  Song Zixi settled on the bandage wrapped in her hand, and reached out to touch it.

  Lin Yao shrank reflexively.

  Song Zixi held back his smile, and his tone was somewhat concerned: "What's wrong with your hand? It's only been two days since I saw you. Why didn't you sleep well or you were injured heroically?"

   Later, her eyes full of stars were not as good as the boy's slightly raised mouth.

   ——Lin Yao

  (end of this chapter)