Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 328 Oh no, you are the one who gets beaten

   Song Zixi's sloppy appearance always reminds people of one word: fresh clothes and angry horses.

  The young man in school uniform had a suave but flamboyant expression. When he walked up to him, he raised his brows a little, watching the handsome and handsome man say what he said was a rare peaceful joke in his memory:

   "Ye, your mouth is still as powerful as ever!"

  It was approaching eleven o'clock, and the sun above the head began to become scorching hot. It seemed that it was contaminated with the blood of this area and became wanton.

  I didn't feel it when I didn't see the water bottle, but when I saw it, I felt a little thirsty for no reason.

  Ye He held the water he had just caught, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip, but his eyes were on Song Zixi.

   Putting down his hands, he clicked his tongue: "Why are you everywhere?"

   This person is not in the class team so he can just stay there, so what is he doing here.

   "How do you say this, it's rare to be unrestrained, so I naturally have to turn around."

  Song Zixi's light smile remained unchanged, and when he looked at him, his chin slightly raised, overflowing with a bit of humor:

   "If it wasn't for this turn, how would I know that Ye He, who beat someone up on the second day Jiuan transferred, would now speak for her from Jiuan's perspective."

   After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and immediately changed his words: "Oh no, you were the one who was beaten, almost made a mistake."

  Ye He, who had a calm expression, heard his heart-warming addition, and smiled angrily with his mouth hooked. He just wanted to throw the water bottle in his hand to this person.

   "You came here just to bicker with me?"

  Ye He's tone was not very good, and he gave him a cold sideways glance.

   After all, I haven't dealt with this person since I entered No. 1 Middle School, although the two of them merged a little after the last meal.

  However, he is a man of principle, one size fits all.

  Hearing this, Song Zixi grinned: "Of course not."

  He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the live video recorded just now, put it in front of Ye He, raised his eyebrows and signaled: "Anyways, it's still a while before you play, let's see?"

  Show him?

   Taking the phone with some doubts, Ye He looked down.

  In the mobile phone, it is the latest national MMA individual competition, which is also the one where Gong Jiu was silent.

  The young man is full of imposing manner, with supercilious arrogance and recklessness, galloping freely in a short period of time.

   Winning is as neat as the autumn wind sweeping leaves.

   And the arrogant gesture of being proud of everything in the end, using the most casual words to destroy people's self-righteous persistence.

  urn—

  There was something buzzing in his head, which made his scalp tingle, and Ye He could indeed feel the wild and banditry of that man through the screen.

   "This is... today's game?" He looked up at Song Zixi, who was resting in front of him: "Just...just now?"

  Knowing that he had finished reading, he took the phone back from his hand, Song Zixi smiled lightly: "Then when is it?"

   After being confirmed, the shock in Ye He's heart became more and more intense. He looked down at the time, couldn't help shaking his head, and murmured:

"So fast…"

  MMA individual competition has one round in the morning, so the time is later than the previous rounds, and it officially starts at 10:30.

  But now it is less than half an hour before the start of the competition, no, according to the video Song Zixi showed him, Gong Jiuhan won the competition earlier than this.

   Calculating carefully, there is only one possibility.

  That is, Gong Jiuan ended the second or third round and won the game with such a red-eyed gesture.

  This speed... really amazing!

  He originally thought that no matter how powerful Gong Jiuan was, he was only at the same level as those elites in the fighting circle.

  But the video just now clearly told him—he underestimated Gong Jiuhan!

  Then, from the first time they met, Gong Jiuhan had shown mercy to him! If not, he might not even be able to stand on the ring to compete now.

  Suddenly, Ye He felt a chill down his spine, and what followed was rejoicing.

  He was fortunate that he did not actually form a relationship with Gong Jiu.

  This person is so terrifying!

   Staring at his shocked expression that didn't seem to slow down, Song Zixi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and couldn't hold back a low laugh.

   It was the first time he saw this guy's expression.

  Usually, what I often see is this person who is embarrassed and arrogant. I have to say that the blessing that has dragged Gong Jiu down is a lucky one for him to meet.

  He heard Song Zixi's undisguised Xiao Shen in his ear, Ye He came back to his senses, a bit of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he immediately hid it, his face darkened a lot.

  Kicked Song Zixi between the legs, and started to push people away: "Get out, I'm going to play, don't affect my performance!"

  Made, I knew that it would be bad to keep my face down and throw it in front of someone, but I just threw it in front of this person.

   Unlucky.

   Song Zixi, who was kicked, was not annoyed, and his expression was still kind.

   "Tsk, I can't help laughing at all."

  His legs were bent, his hands were put into his pockets, and the corner of his mouth was hooked to look at Ye He, who was obviously in a state of dismay:

   "Another piece of good news for you is that all the negative incidents about ET on the Internet were overthrown the moment Jiuan won the competition, and Jiang was also pulled out. Tsk tsk~ This time Jiang Wei should have been quite embarrassing."

  Ye He withdrew his foot and paused, "You mean..."

The following words have not been finished yet, the outcome of the ring has been decided, the players of the first middle school were successfully KO'd by the players of the fourth middle school, this round of competition came to an end, the referee's announcement came, and the names of the players in the next round of competition were called .

   just called him and interrupted his words.

   "Okay, it's your turn to have the surname Ye, work hard and don't embarrass No. 1 Middle School~"

  Song Zixi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder. When he left, he leaned closer to Ye He with his face sideways, his voice still in the same carefree tone:

   "I believe in Nine Darkness, and I think you do too!"

  In just a few months, Song Zixi felt inexplicably dependent on Gong Jiu, although they were not inseparable when they got along with each other.

  She seems to be the most difficult person to get in touch with, but in fact, no matter what she is ready to do, she will never let people down.

  Song Zixi let out a breath, narrowed his eyes and smiled a little.

  Gong Jiuhan always has the ability to make people believe her for no reason, doesn't she?

   After speaking, he left the preparation area without looking back.

   Standing where he was, Ye He froze for a moment.

   Quickly came back to his senses, he turned his head and glanced at the back of the man walking away very quickly, snorted lightly in his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Do I need your reminder?"

  After complaining, he lifted his foot and walked over there.

   Regardless of whether Gong Jiuhan can make it to school or not, he will try his best to score points in this game.

  When he was on the stage, he accidentally met a pair of eyes not far away.

   From a distance away, the smile on the corner of Jiang Wei's mouth was particularly obvious, without any kindness, it was cold and uncomfortable.

   After looking at each other briefly, he quickly closed his eyes.

   Tsk, this person must not know the situation outside, otherwise how could he prepare for the game in such a calm and calm manner?

  He was thinking, what kind of expression would this person have if he knew that Mrs. Jiang had been drawn into a storm of public opinion?

  (end of this chapter)