Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 199 You are really capable, little guy

  In the car, Jun Gu opened his sleepy eyes, and the golden mirror frame was coated with an eye-catching color.

  Golden and precious, timeless and cold.

   "Is it true that you and Ouyang Na are in a relationship as rumored on the Internet?"

   "Get out of the circle as a fighting coach, or tie up cp with your girlfriend, is this a means for you to get out of the circle?"

  "Mr. Gong, you are only a sophomore in high school, and you already hold an important position in an elite club like ET. Is it because of your strength?"

   "So far neither of you has come forward, have you already agreed to this relationship? Or..."

   "..."

   "..."

   "Kach~Kach~", "Kach~"

  The reporter's scrambling words kept ringing in my ears, all of which were from tricky angles, either starting from her relationship with Ouyang Na, or digging holes from her personal identity.

   Tsk, it's really noisy.

  Gong Jiuhu frowned, only feeling a burst of noise in his ears, making his brain buzzing.

   There are a bunch of microphones in front of her.

   This scene surprised her somewhat.

   Logically speaking, if the hot search is cleared, so many reporters will not come.

unless…

  There were security guards coming to maintain order, and blocking these people who were always finding a gap to squeeze in front of her for her.

  On the other side, ET's team members in another car have also got off and entered the gym one after another.

  Bowing her head slightly, she raised her hand to brush the broken hair on her forehead, as if she had guessed something, there was a hint of meaning in her eyes.

  Even if you push her to the bright spot to stare, watch, watch, then...how can it be...

  The security guard blocked the crowd and opened a crowded road for her.

  Gong Jiuhan had just taken a step when he was suddenly blocked by a microphone.

   "Coach Gong, are you really an orphan as you found out on the Internet?"

  Gong Jiuhan suddenly stopped and looked sideways. The male reporter holding the microphone tried his best to fix the microphone in front of her.

  Check her identity?

interesting.

  She retracted her feet, stood still, turned around, and faced the man directly.

  When the male reporter saw this, an imperceptible flash of light flashed in his heart, and while holding the microphone, he helped his black eyes.

  The sudden movement of the young man made everyone a little confused. After getting out of the car, Jun Gu put his hand into his pocket, raised his gaze, and leisurely landed on the face of the reporter.

  The question asked by this person is really...

   "Why, do you need me to take you to my parents' grave... Take a look around?"

  The lips are so thin that you can only see a little bit of light pink lips when you look closely, and the androgynous voice is dyed with a faint hoarseness.

  The ending is picked up, mixed with the wild spirit of young people.

   There is a strong coolness in it again.

  Jiang Xiying, who was leaning on the car body, suddenly grinned when he heard the words.

  The attitude of this nasty reporter is really exactly the same as that of his family, Gu Shen.

  The reporter froze instantly.

   "Palace..."

  The crowd was quiet for a short while, and someone tried to join them again.

"My people are here to compete," Gong Jiuhan said before he could move, when someone lifted his back collar suddenly and forced him to move to one side. She turned her head, only to see a very faint light flashing across the man's gold-rimmed mirror frame , and the Adam's apple that slides up and down.

  Jun Gu didn't know when he stepped forward, lifted the person to his side, lifted his chin slightly, and the pupils of his eyes through the frame were deep, and the seemingly invisible warmth poured out.

   "When you come here, you should pay more attention to the game, not..." He paused for half a second, his eyes as deep as night, "wasting time here."

  Jun Gu's face is too recognizable. As soon as he stood up, the reporters all shut up and became silent.

  Ouyang Na in the supermodel circle is difficult to interview, but Jun Gu in the fighting circle has an even more poisonous tongue, not to mention the strength of this person and his background.

   successfully entered the gymnasium.

  While walking through the hall, I could still hear bursts of cheers coming from inside.

  Their game time is a little later, so there is no need to come as soon as the game starts.

  The three of them went to the back activity preparation room one after the other.

   Halfway through, Jiang Xiying went to the bathroom.

   The two of them were left behind, walking at a leisurely pace.

  Gong Jiuan walked half a step behind Jun Gu, with his hands in his pockets, and raised his eyes to scan the handsome side face of the man, his thoughts fluctuated slightly.

   After thinking for a while, I finally opened my mouth:

   "Just now, thank you bro."

  The person walking in front of her stopped suddenly.

   Feeling a little unclear, Gong Jiuhan also stopped.

   Jun Gu paused for half a second.

  Turning around, lowering his body slowly, his exquisite and handsome face leaned forward to meet the dazzling facial features of the young man, with a very shallow arc drawn at the corners of his lips.

   Soaked in the chill of books.

   "You are really capable... little guy..."

   If she's gone, he wants to be buried with her.

   —Jun Gu

  (end of this chapter)