Dumb Please Take a Seat

  How disappointed should the people in Chapter 331 be?

   "Brother He! Let go! You will be beaten to death!"

   "Ye He!"

   "Ye He!"

  Countless voices came from all directions, surrounded by cheers from the four middle schools.

   Heavy blows piled up on his back continuously, and successive pains spread from the pendulum like spider webs.

  But Ye He just refused to let go.

  In the final time, even if it was short, he wanted to persevere.

But. God never let the wishes of those who wish come true. After all, he couldn't bear the blows, and his body lost strength.

  Consciousness gradually flew away, and finally fell into a trance like a dream.

  On the arena, Wei Yu finally pulled away, but he was able to stand firmly. He also fell towards the ground uncontrollably, as if his support had been taken away by someone.

   Fortunately, he was conscious, he put his hands on the ground, dragged his falling body, and squatted on it.

  He raised his eyes and saw that the young man who locked him tightly just now had gradually lost consciousness and fell to the ground. He didn't even make the several struggling movements just now.

   "Brother He!"

  The boys from the school team gathered under the ring, looking nervously and worriedly at the people who had fallen on the ring, their faces full of anxiety.

  The referee held the whistle, and even though the outcome had been decided, he still routinely counted the seconds.

   "...Eight, nine, ten!" After a few seconds, the referee got up and took Wei Yu's hand and lifted him up. He blew his whistle and announced: "The winner, Wei Yu of the fourth middle school! The team score is led by the fourth middle school team!"

"good!"

  The No. 4 middle school area was full of applause and cheers.

  Ye He who fell down was carried away for treatment.

   Wei Yu looked at Ye He who was being carried down, exhaled quietly, and raised his hands in relief towards the audience.

  For the first time, winning feels so good!

  The alumni of No. 1 Middle School looked at each other and fell silent.

  Lin Yao also put down the cheering stick she was holding high in her hand, pursed her lips, her face was sullen, "We...lost..."

  She frowned, looking at the direction where Ye He was carried down: "I don't know how Ye He is, I feel that he was seriously injured this time."

  Besides, Song Zixi's long and narrow eyes also restrained the laughter of the past, and they were full of solemnity.

   And, star point concerns.

  He patted Lin Yao's shoulder, as if to comfort her, but also as if to persuade himself: "It's okay, Ye He has been in and out of so many games, there are many times worse than this, don't worry!"

  He turned his face to look at the empty arena, turned his head and glanced at the direction of the school field, and sighed quietly: "What we need to care about now is the next game."

   Till now, Gong Jiuan has not been seen yet.

   It also indicates that she hasn't arrived at school yet.

   And now the game is about to start, and the name will be reported on the board. If she is absent, if more than half the game time is over, it will be regarded as a unilateral forfeit of the game.

  Then, the team with the highest score in the top four will become the sure winner of this round.

  Sweeping around, Lin Yao obviously had a look of anxiety on her face: "Nine silences haven't arrived yet, what should I do?"

   Breathing deepened, Song Zixi's expression was not very good.

  Just now Ye He used almost all his strength to delay the game by an extra time, but it seems that it is useless at present.

  The host has already started to report the opponent for the next game.

   I have to say, what a coincidence, it was Jiang Wei who was facing Gong Jiuan.

  Tsk tsk between his lips, Song Zixi squinted his eyes and raised his chin: "This is really a fate..."

  At the beginning, Jiang Wei came to No. 1 Middle School because of his own pride, but when he reached the peak, he was conceited and despised others, and was easily crushed and beaten by Gong Jiuhan who turned out to be out of nowhere.

   And the information that broke out today also shows that the two have some intersections in personal MMA, and even have conflicts.

  Now in the battle between the two schools, the two actually stood on the ring as opponents looking at each other again.

  If this is not evil fate, what is it?

  Although it is a question of whether Gong Jiuhan will come to play this game, but this link is really a coincidence that opens the door to the coincidence, and the coincidence is at home.

   "Just now the game was decided in the fierce confrontation between our two players, and we also contributed our own strength to the scores of our respective teams. Let's welcome the next game after the end."

  The voice of the host was transmitted to every corner of the huge campus through the microphone:

   "This match is the last match between the two teams. Gong Jiuan from No. 1 Middle School will face Jiang Wei from No. 4 Middle School! Let's invite players from both sides to the ring!"

   At the moment when Gong Jiuan's name came down, almost at the same time, the students from No. 1 Middle School saw a flash of light in each other's eyes.

  By the way, they still have Gong Jiuyin!

  The refueling sticks and racquets in the hands of the people stood up again, accompanied by bursts of shouting.

   "Gong Jiu dumb! Gong Jiu dumb! Gong Jiu dumb!"

   Gradually, the calls became orderly and orderly.

   This sudden scene drew the attention of people from other schools.

   "Gong Jiu is dumb? Who is it? How did you get them so excited?"

   "Gong Jiudu... Why does this name sound familiar to me, I seem to have heard it somewhere..."

   "Just now I saw that the group of people were still sluggish, why did Gong Jiu start to cheer up as soon as he entered the stage?"

   "Ah! I remembered! Gong Jiu dumb, that Gong Jiu dumb! It's her! I know who she is!"

   "Who is it, you tell me, why are your tongues starting to fight?"

   "ET Gong Jiuyin, that one is strong! Coach Gong, I watched her game! I remembered that she is a student of No. 1 Middle School!"

   "I seem to know who it is when you say that..."

  The boy was very excited because of his excited voice, and because of the large crowd, it spread far and wide in no time, reminding many people.

   It was quickly spread, and people almost all remembered who this familiar name was.

   "So it's Coach Gong. I've watched her fight before, and that skill is really one of the ceilings in the fighting world!"

   "Yes, yes, I really like him, and I usually secretly watch her game replays without telling my parents..."

   "I'm going, it's actually Gong Jiuyin. I really didn't realize the name just now. The main reason is that people usually call her Coach Gong, but when I heard her full name, I really didn't remember it..."

   "I remember that the story about Jiang Wei's brutal beating in the No. 1 Middle School in the No. 4 Middle School was widely circulated in various schools. It seems that the one who beat him was Gong Jiuhan!"

   "Aren't those two people meeting each other on a narrow road?"

   "However, the comments on her on the Internet during this period of time are quite bad. I heard that her team took doping to participate in the competition, and there is a lot of trouble!"

   "There is such a thing, many people joined forces to play, and left a message on the Internet to make them quit the fighting circle..."

   "Hey, it's a pity~ This person is a very powerful person in my impression. Although I don't belong to the same school, I can always hear things about her. It always makes people feel excited!"

   "Yes, yes, it's a pity..."

  Students who went to the school to watch the game didn't know that just now, the online public opinion turned upside down.

   Talking and talking, they chatted under their respective cognitions.

  Among them, there are many people who admire Gong Jiuan, and of course, there are also those who have no impression of her.

  But for this group of students, as long as they don't concern them, these things are right to be discussed after dinner, and after a discussion of joy or dislike, the chapter will soon be turned over.

  The people in the arena were full of jeers and jeers. Compared with their noise, the arena was extraordinarily quiet.

  On that side of the world, there was only one player and the referee standing.

  The person who was shouting excitedly in the mouths of the people disappeared without a trace.

  Jiang Wei stood on the ring, squinting his eyes, looking at the No. 1 Middle School competition area where no one came up.

   He clicked his tongue contemptuously.

  He forgot, this person has a match today, and he is still sweating profusely with others on the field.

  How could he come to this small arena in the inter-school competition?

  Sweeping the crowd calling her name under the stage, Jiang Wei sneered.

   What a pity, there are such a group of fools who are still waiting for Gong Jiuan.

   As time passed by every minute and every second. The people in No. 1 Middle School gradually stopped their supportive voices, and looked at each other, and they all saw doubts on each other's faces.

  Where are the nine dumb people in the palace?

  Why didn't you go to the ring for a long time?

  Song Zixi clenched his knuckles and took a breath.

   Wait and see, if it really doesn't work, he will use his three-legged cat kung fu to go up and meet Jiang Wei for a while.

   Don't let Yizhong lose face.

  The host was also puzzled, leaning in front of the microphone, frowning and calling out repeatedly:

   "Have you come? If you come, please come to the ring! Yizhong Gongjiu! Gongjiu?..."

  The microphone wrapped the voice, and it rang in the school grounds over and over again, echoing.

  People quiet down in unison.

  The audience was silent.

   "Why doesn't this Gong Jiuhan go up?"

"I do not know…"

   "I haven't seen anyone, are you planning to abstain?"

   "Oh no, I just remembered, I saw a tweet yesterday, Coach Gong has a competition today, just the National MMA Championship..."

   "Huh? Then she won't be able to come?"

   "I think it should probably be!"

   "How disappointed are the people in that one?"

"Why…"

   "Actually, I'm also quite disappointed... I thought I could see the real-life genius fighting boy who was all the rage..."

   "Damn~ What's so good about that kind of person, she has a bad reputation. Although she is very strong, she can't stand up to her character! As a coach, she condones her team members to take doping!"

   "She doesn't necessarily know that the person she leads has used doping to play!"

   "Yes, I don't think it's her fault, and she was the one who pulled the team's score over the other team in one go!"

   "Really? I didn't watch that match. I only know that many people say that she is very good, and she is like a **** in the ring!"

   "That's right! I think that if she was present in today's game, the No. 1 Middle School might really be able to turn around against the wind!"

   "..."

   "..."

   The voice of discussion was low and floating.

  The sun was spraying wantonly on the people, and the ring was so quiet.

  With a chilling smile on the end of his eyes, Jiang Wei deliberately walked around the ring for a few steps, standing on it and looking at the people from No. 1 Middle School.

  The scene was very quiet, and even the voices of people talking about it were not loud, so Jiang Weiran's ironic words fell very clearly in the ears of everyone in No. 1 Middle School.

  I saw him condescendingly looking down at people, lowering his eyes and smiling contemptuously:

   "Hey! No. 1 middle school, your people fled the battle, and are you still here watching helplessly?"

   "Who said our people ran away? She was just delayed by something, so she will arrive later! Don't stay here to force Lai Lai!"

   "That's it!"

  The cut-cut boy in No. 1 Middle School uniform looked at Jiang Wei, who was as proud as a fighting cock, and spoke in a bad tone.

  The rest of the people agreed, and they didn't look very friendly at Jiang Wei.

  People from No. 4 Middle School, especially Jiang Wei, have always been unpopular in No. 1 Middle School.

   Song Zixi clicked his lips and raised his chin. Although he was standing low, his mocking demeanor was not inferior to that of Jiang Wei who was standing high:

   "Why, this student from No. 4 Middle School is so eager to be beaten up? Could it be that the last time we kicked the gym, we beat you lightly, and didn't have enough space between your teeth?"

  As soon as this remark was made, the audience roared with laughter.

  Many of them have people from other schools.

   After all, he couldn't hold back, Song Zixi's words really choked people.

  Always bring up the black history that makes others feel stuck in their throats, and stab you inadvertently.

   "A group of weak chickens are here to discuss the topic of being beaten with me." Jiang Wei's cloudy eyes were covered with domineering disdain, and the corner of his mouth was mocking: "How dare you be one of you?"

"you!"

  The faces of the people in the middle of the stage changed again and again.

   But today, their record is indeed a mess.

  The cut-headed boy took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "It's just that today's record is better, Jiang Wei, don't be too bullying!"

  On the stage, Jiang Wei looked at him with a smile, his eyes contemptuously tight: "Is it possible that one of you has a bad memory, I always like to bully people too much!"

  Most of the people's eyes instantly turned red.

   "Student Jiang," Song Zixi put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, with a very unreasonable expression: "Sometimes you really don't want to be too complacent when you are a human being, do you know that you will be struck by lightning?"

   "Is he still proud? I'm afraid he forgot the time when he was beaten so hard that he couldn't even find his way back to No. 4 Middle School!"

  The short-haired boy took the conversation and snorted coldly.

  Song Zixi nodded his chin pretending to think:

   "That's true. I was lucky enough to be present and saw Jiang Wei's 'too much deceit', but I think this word..."

  He turned his head and glanced at the others, and smiled lowly: "When we play dumb, it seems to be more vivid. What do you think, Student Jiang?"

  No matter how you say it, it is absolutely impossible to publicly humiliate them one by one.

   When it comes to fighting with tongues, guns and lips, he, Song Zixi, has never been afraid of anyone.

   "Heh—" Jiang Wei's eyes were not warm, and he sneered: "You are the only one who can take advantage of this lip service!"

"You're so poor, listen to my advice, don't make yourself humiliated in the ring in the future," he snorted with a half-smile and let out a strong mockery: "But it's true, fighting It's unbearable to see it so cowardly, so cowardly that I dare not even go up in the ring..."

   "Who told you, no one from Yizhong is in the ring."

  However, before Jiang Wei finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice coming from the sky.

   Good night, good night~

  (end of this chapter)