Chapter 137: woc! poisonous!

Chapter 137 woc! poisonous!

"ET actually faced one of the top four last season?"

"For Shang Beihai, ET is probably not enough, after all, they are half-way monks..."

"Tsk..."

"As soon as he played against Beihai, ET is unlucky. Doesn't this mean that he is on the same level as NY?"

"I remember that Beihai almost won the championship last season. Although it missed the third place in the end, its strength really refreshed everyone's attention. This time against ET, I don't know if ET can bear it..."

"What the hell, I trust ET, they won't disappoint..."

"I also feel that the person Gu Shen brought was also the K1 that he took the initiative to apply for. I'm not sure that he won't be like this..."

"..."

"But I think the hang is very..."

"..."

"..."

Scattered words drifted into his ears, Gong Jiuhan raised his eyes and looked at Jun Gu who was pulling the glove belt for the team members.

His eyes fell on the handsome profile of the man.

She knew that she wasn't the only one who heard these words.

Jaw paused slightly, Gong Jiu turned silently and came to the area where drinks were placed, swayed unhurriedly, and took a bottle of water from it.

Slowly unscrewing the bottle cap, she raised her head, moved the end of her eyes lightly, glanced at the gentlemanly man, and drank her saliva.

One of the top four last season…

She clicked her tongue secretly.

Brows and eyes are dull and wild, and the meticulous appearance of that person is reflected in the eyes.

Every player who is about to play will get a close-up. It just so happens that they are close, and Gong Jiuhan is also in the shot.

The slender neck rolls up and down, the wild eyes are squinting, exuding indifference and demon rule.

Not only the scene, the boys and girls who were watching the live broadcast in front of the screen unconsciously stopped their eyes on the boy in the background of the player who was drinking water with his head up.

Especially the people from No. 1 Middle School in Beijing.

The atmosphere froze almost instantly, and exploded in the next second.

"You, do you feel that the person behind Gu Shen is, very, very familiar?"

Someone resisted the urge to swallow again and again.

"It's not familiar...I've only seen this look on one person..."

"Gong, Gong Jiu is dumb? Is she right?"

"You are not alone..."

Then:

"woc! Gong Jiu is dumb! She's actually at K1?!"

"Why is my male **** in the K1 arena??? No, no, I have to check..."

"My God! Gong Jiu is silent..."

"What's the relationship between Gong Jiuyin and ET? Why did he appear in ET's team? That's my favorite fighting team..."

"She's so eye-catching! It's just a background wall... This person is too good-looking..."

"Huh?? My god?!"

"!!"

Soon, almost the entire Yizhong was boiling.

There are many comrades from class F of the second year of high school.

So, as soon as the teacher who was teaching class F of the second year of high school put down the chalk, he saw a group of students who were dying.

He still held a thin brick of various colors in his hand.

His eyes were staring straight at what was inside, as if he had seen something shocking.

"??"

Lin Yao was taking notes when she was suddenly blocked by the people in the front row.

His delicate brows are slightly frowned.

What are these people doing?

Lin Yao held her pen and turned her head to scan the entire classroom. Except for a few people who looked puzzled, everyone including Song Zixi stood up holding their mobile phones as if they had encountered something amazing.

Feeling strange, Lin Yao looked at this scene inexplicably, exhaled, and shook her head.

Boys, you probably... It's over.

as expected.

The male teacher wearing glasses on the podium pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a serious expression:

"What are you doing?! Standing up to rebel?"

The pointer in his hand hit the podium heavily, accompanied by a gloomy and rich roar.

The people holding their own bricks below shook their bodies, only to realize that they stood up in a moment of excitement.

"woc! Toxic!"

"How did I stand up..."

Someone whispered: "You are not alone..."

The faces of the teenagers froze, and they sat back at the same time. Facing the gloomy face of the teacher, with trembling hands, they silently retracted their mobile phones into the desk box and sat down.

Looking at the teacher with a half-smile.

Someone rounded up the situation with a smile:

"Hey, teacher, you gave a great lecture, we were excited for a while, we couldn't help it, couldn't help it..."

The others followed suit, laughing: "Ah yes, I can't help it, teacher, you continue..."

The male teacher on the stage: "..."

These brats.

It was the first time for the male teacher to encounter such a situation, and his face immediately changed: "Fart! How easy is it to be my three-year-old child? Also, hand in everything you have in your hand!"

People immediately grieved.

"Don't, teacher, we know we were wrong..."

"Don't dare us next time..."

If the mobile phone is confiscated, the live broadcast cannot be watched.

The male teacher suddenly put away his gloominess, and looked at the "bear child" below with a half-smile: "You don't want to hand in, do you?"

Below is a neat nod.

Lin Yao glanced at the teacher's sullen face, and silently lit a piece of wax for them.

Seeing that the male teacher took off his glasses, took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped it, and brought it back again, he said slowly:

"OK…"

Just when everyone thought it was over, the teacher's voice suddenly increased:

"You don't need to take this class anymore, just hang it outside for me!"

Everyone was stunned: "Ah? Hang... hang??"

Lin Yao secretly covered her face.

So the scene was chaotic for a while.

Soon, there was an additional landscape in the middle of the outdoor playground—most of the students in class F of the second year of senior high school were lined up neatly, standing upside down there.

The sun is getting stronger overhead.

Standing like this is uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, the teacher was still standing under the shade of the tree, guarding them dutifully.

Withdrawing her eyes, Lin Yao sighed.

I don't know what this group of people did together, and they even forgot that they were in class.

Turning her head inadvertently, she found that Song Zixi was still sitting there.

She was surprised: "Why are you still here? Aren't you afraid of being discovered and thrown out for you?"

The teacher just counted everyone and kicked them out.

Hearing the voice, Song Zixi looked at her, and smiled flamboyantly: "Human, you can't study for so many years in vain, you have to be smarter."

Not knowing how he got here, Lin Yao smiled helplessly, recalled something, and asked doubtfully:

"What have you all seen? How come one and two seem to know something shocking?"

After speaking, she joked again:

"Don't tell me that you have an appointment with a deliberately tricky teacher..."

Here she comes, she comes with an update~

(end of this chapter)

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