Chapter 292 Say yes, I beat him?
The young man's eyes full of banditry and wildness swept across Jiang Wei's face, and finally turned his face slightly, and landed on Ye He's face:
"It seems to say yes, I hit him?"
Yes, she has been watching the play here for a long time.
Liu Qiang, who was originally full of anger, was a little dazed at first, and blinked at the side face of Ming Lai with smooth and clear outlines.
Responding, he looked at the eyes of the person opposite and let out a chuckle, and there was no concealment between his lips: "Pfft."
Where would someone put other people's tragic history into words, speaking so casually and innocently?
As soon as this remark came out, Jiang Wei, who hadn't officially spoken yet, was visibly at a disadvantage.
"I mention it whenever I meet anyone, why?" I moved my eyes again, put it on the face opposite him, and casually glanced behind him. Smiling lightly, wrapped in an undisguised arrogance: "I miss the feeling of being beaten so much?"
His expression was ugly, his face suddenly changed color, and he gritted his teeth, "You are too deceitful!"
Single eyebrow raised lightly, full of banditry, Gong Jiu's dumb eyes curled into a half-smile: "I'm so sorry, I've always been like this."
I like to bully people too much.
Jiang Wei only felt a pain in his heart from being choked.
However, standing behind this person is an elite fighter in the fighting world, and standing beside him is Jun Gu.
The boy who single-handedly swept many arenas at home and abroad.
Moreover, this person is notoriously a protector.
Although he knew in his heart that he was being mocked, the two teenagers standing beside Jiang Wei looked at each other, shook their heads, and said nothing.
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.
Behind, Zhang Yi almost didn't applaud.
The phone in his pocket vibrated, Jun Gu lowered his eyes, took it out and opened it.
The frame of the gold-wire glasses is luxurious and cold, and the gentleness is buried in it.
"Heh—" Jiang Wei sneered, glanced at Jun Gu who was quietly standing on the side, and sneered in his heart, "Gong Jiudu, don't be complacent, it was just that I was too careless last time, if not, It was you who was beaten and rolled all over the floor."
Jun Gu paused when his fingertips landed on the screen.
Contemptuous in his heart, Jiang Wei put his hands in his pockets, very arrogant.
It doesn't matter if there is a young fighting king by his side, in terms of seniority, the person behind him must be a senior.
What's more, after going back to the kicking event last time, he carefully reviewed it. He thought that if he hadn't underestimated the enemy at that time, he would definitely be able to defeat Gong Jiuan.
No, there will be such a humiliating moment.
"Nine years of compulsory education didn't teach classmate Jiang," Ye He sighed, without giving him any face at all: "What is time not returning? Where are there so many 'if not' in the world?"
Just now their advantage may have been a little less and restricted by others, but now there is Gong Jiu, it is really not Ye He's style not to make good use of it.
"I think he was stupid because he was beaten up last time." Liu Qiang added.
"What are you talking about? Is classmate Jiang smart? Where did he get beaten up?" Ye He squinted at him, raised his hand and patted the back of his head, with a look of resentment.
Liu Qiang nodded quickly: "What Brother He said is true."
Fingers tightened, fists clenched, and the veins on Jiang Wei's forehead bulged: "Ye He! Liu Qiang! Don't go too far!"
Ye He also folded his hands and looked at him leisurely: "Hey, I went too far. What's the matter, do you want to hit me?"
He smacked his lips: "Unfortunately, you won't be able to call today~"
That appearance is the same as when he was fighting fiercely with Song Zixi, but he deserves even more beatings.
"you!"
Yin Hei's fierceness flashed in Jiang Wei's eyes, and he couldn't help leaning forward, but was grabbed by the accompanying people and forced to stay where he was.
Ah.
Standing up straight, seeing that the scene had almost reached the development he expected, he didn't bother to stay.
Holding the paper ball wrapped in sugar cubes, he put his hand into his pocket, slowly raised his foot, passed among several people, and was about to enter the waiting room.
Jun Gu put away the phone, put it in his pocket, and slowly raised his foot.
However, he has not taken two steps.
"Gong Jiu Duan—"
The deep and slightly uncertain voice of Wei Magnetic is not loud, but it is enough for everyone to hear clearly.
Jiang Wei was the first to turn around, and the surprise of seeing the backer made him ignore the name in the mouth: "Teacher—"
Jun Gu's feet landed in mid-air and stopped, he swallowed back, turned sideways, passed through the crowd, and his eyes fell on the person who appeared at the corner of another aisle.
Under the lens, Jun Gu's pupils gradually deepened.
Warm white.
The former captain of the TRO team, the oldest player in that team, after some calculation, he is now in his twenties.
As early as two years before TRO announced its disbandment, he had already started to fade out of the ring, and he didn't participate in many competitions.
Even so, his previous achievements in the ring are also daunting enough.
In the history of his various awards, the lowest is just the only runner-up trophy.
Using what he said during the interview with the reporter, he suddenly felt that this ring was meaningless, and he was purely winning for the sake of winning.
Those medals and trophies won no longer arouse any fluctuations in his heart, so he began to resist going to the ring.
But this still can't obliterate the invincibility he once galloped on the field. Even now, there are still a large number of his fans at home and abroad, who are often active in his support stations.
Squinting his eyes slightly, Jun Gu looked straight into the man's face from a distance, under the lens.
"Teacher, when did you arrive? You didn't even say to send me a message to pick you up..."
Jiang Wei suppressed the anger in his heart, put a smile on his face and greeted him first, and soon, Wen Bai came to the center of the crowd with his feet sloping.
Gong Jiu, who was about to step into the passage of the waiting room, suddenly stopped and stopped.
"Senior Wen, Wen Bai?" Liu Qiang looked at that face, unfamiliar but familiar.
That was the existence that used to be crazy in front of the screen when I was young, but now I see a real person, but it is a little more strange, and I don’t dare to recognize it for a while.
Warm white.
Ye He frowned fiercely.
He could clearly see that Jiang Weina's inadvertently looking eyes were filled with arrogance and arrogance.
This is indeed a more influential existence than Guang Moran.
Even though he has faded out of the circle, his record on the milestones of fighting is impressive.
No wonder, Jiang Wei has been so arrogant.
Now, it's not easy.
If Ruo Jiang Wei bites back, with Wen Bai's ability, he will never let it go. They can say it, but they are afraid of hurting other people.
Especially Gong Jiuan.
Tut.
Jun Gu touched his lips up and down.
On the day TRO disbanded, he only posted a "wait" on Weibo, and he never appeared in people's sight again.
Later I heard that he went outside, and gradually disappeared from the circle.
What people didn't expect was that now he would be a personal tutor here.
but…
He recalled the name that the man said just now, his jaw moved slightly, and he looked faintly at the young man beside him.
The little guy's contacts are really unexpected.
Ouyang Na and Guang Moran who had just passed away not long ago, now, Wen Bai came again.
It's true, these people are in a team, they know each other, and they have contact after all, so there is something not surprising in it.
Closed his eyes, suppressed the unknown colors in them, Jun Gu's eyes met Wen Bai, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Senior Wen Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time."
In a past match, the two met briefly.
After careful calculation, it has been three years.
At that time, he was still a little-known player in the fighting arena, and this person was at the peak.
"Senior Wen Bai."
All the people present respectfully called out, and Zhang Yi was even more incredible. When he came back to his senses, his first reaction was to take out his mobile phone and click into the club family group, and typed a bunch of words:
Guess who I met at the game today?
Ye He was still frowning tightly, and his heart was still full of worry. As expected, Jiang Wei took the lead before he could speak.
"Teacher, these people are extremely arrogant. I just had some innocuous frictions, and they held grudges. They met here today and provoked them maliciously. Before you came..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a hand appeared in front of him as a signal to stop.
Just like that, Wen Bai interrupted him.
Huh~ Good night, good night~ There is no second update today, so go to bed early, babes~
(end of this chapter)