Chapter 29 New students are too dragged
The tone was faint, but it also highlighted the master's pull.
Everyone except Lin Yao and Song Zixi all looked at Gong Jiu silently.
His eyes were full of surprise.
That tone, is it domineering? Do people fly like this these days?
Look at Ye He again.
After a few seconds of silence, Liu Qiang didn't hold his breath. He raised his foot and wanted to rush down and started his hands: "What's your tone? This is—" between you and me.
Before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by Ye He.
After catching him, Ye He looked away from the window and landed on Liu Qiang, in an unintelligible tone: "Go back to me."
Liu Qiang was taken aback.
I was a little surprised for a while.
"President?"
Ye He put down his hand and turned around: "I said go back."
Then lift your feet and walk outside.
Liu Qiang stood in place, glanced at the window, the boy seemed to have fallen asleep.
The face with closed eyes softened a little.
But it made Liu Qiang feel overwhelmed.
Song Zixi looked at the person, and said angrily: "Liu Qiang, what are you doing here?"
Full of disgust.
Liu Qiang snorted coldly, his face was a little ugly, and the bell for class rang by coincidence. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to follow Ye He out.
Passing by the window sill, he saw that the boy had already lay down, his school uniform slightly caged.
Beside Gong Jiuhan, Lin Yao let out a long sigh of relief, and at the same time was surprised by Ye He's reaction.
Not only her, but all the witnesses in the class were overwhelmed with surprise.
Today's Ye He actually listened to Gong Jiu silently and took him away like this?
Didn’t he come to stand up for the people in his club?
The reversal is a bit big, and their brains are not enough.
But...they don't want to say it, but they can only admit that Gong Jiuhan is indeed a bit handsome.
The calm and indifferent appearance looks like a big boss.
Oh no, it’s the boss.
"Fuck, when did Ye He become so obedient?"
After walking away for a while, the short-haired boy next to Song Zixi suddenly uttered a rough sentence in a low voice.
The expression is a little hard to understand.
When Teacher Ren entered the classroom and stepped onto the podium, the short-haired boy was still muttering something.
Song Zixi didn't pay attention to it, but only remembered that there were exclamations like "the freshman is too sloppy, even Ye He doesn't give face".
Suddenly he was idle, and no one gave him a word, Song Zixi turned the pen in his hand in boredom.
Gong Jiu is silent...
It's really cool.
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After school in the afternoon, when Gong Jiuan returned to the dormitory, the two of them were already sitting inside.
Jiang Xiying saw her and greeted her, "I'm back."
Put down the black backpack, Gong Jiuhan came to his own desk, pulled the chair and sat down.
"I heard that someone from the fighting club went back to find a place for Ye He in the morning. How is it?"
Jiang Xiying looked up and down on Gong Jiu's side, but did not find any signs of injury.
"Well, what's up?"
Picking up the mineral water, Gong Jiuan opened the lid and took a sip.
The corners of Jiang Xiying's lips are always curled into a slight curve, with a half-smile that is not a smile, but full of sarcasm: "Tell me what happened."
Liu Qiang, one of the top 300 players in the city.
I don’t know how much worse than Ye He for Shang Gong Jiu’an.
Gong Jiu glanced at him dumbfounded, why does this man like to ask these questions more than women?
"Didn't hit."
Jiang Xiying couldn't believe it when he heard it: "Didn't hit him? Where is that person?"
Liu Qiang is notoriously a person who says he must do it.
Put down the bottle, Gong Jiu silently rubbed his swollen temples, a little redness appeared in his eyes: "I was led back by Ye He."
"So that's what happened."
Hearing this, Jiang Xiying raised a pretty eyebrow.
He always felt that something was wrong there, but he also felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
I didn't think much about it at all.
The re-examination continued: "Since the club has chosen you as a coach, take a moment to take a look."
Regarding this result, Jiang Xiying didn't have too many thoughts. After thinking about it, what is Jun Gu afraid of? Just mess around.
During the gap between the two of them talking, Jun Gu got up, took his mobile phone and went to the balcony to answer the call.
Gong Jiuhan didn't nod or shake his head, he closed his eyes, looking a little irritable.
Jun Gu who came in saw her faintly irritated look.
Uh... I wanted to clean up Liu Qiang, but... keep this stuff for now (haha~)
(end of this chapter)