Chapter 320 Does it still hurt?
Because it was an inter-school competition, she didn't bring anything with her when she came out.
After the game was over, with the school team leaving the school field, Gong Jiuhan was going to go back to the club directly.
Unexpectedly, just a few steps out of the school grounds, he was stopped by someone from behind.
"Gong Jiu is silent!"
This voice.
She stopped, turned around and looked, and the whole school team stopped with her.
Behind, Jiang Wei was wearing the school uniform of the No. 4 Middle School. Seeing them stop, he put his hands in his pockets and walked over slowly.
"Jiang Wei!" Ye He frowned, he was still wearing the blue and white school uniform that had been taken off, wondering why people who hadn't had much contact with each other today would meet and stop them at this time.
He took a step forward, stood in front of Gong Jiu's body, his face was slightly cold: "What are you going to do?"
Stopped a few steps away, Jiang Wei looked at the solemn Ye He, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so nervous?"
"I'm just saying hello," he tilted his head, looked at the young man who was surrounded by people behind him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Isn't that right, Coach Gong?"
The slightly slender figure standing in the group of teenagers was particularly eye-catching. The blue and white school uniform she was wearing was pulled down to her chin by the master, hiding most of her clean chin.
When he raised his eyes to look over, his breath was languid, wrapped in an arrogance that made the corners of his eyes red.
Jiang Wei watched with a smile on the surface of his eyes, but in the depths, there was a clamor.
Look, this is the kind of person who is clearly a dirty thing that crawled out of hell, yet even God favors her. She is so arrogant and high-spirited that people can't help but want her.
Destroy her.
If the dispute with Ye He and others was the beginning of unwillingness and disdain, then the appearance of Gong Jiuan was the abyss of his embarrassment and jealousy.
Sometimes, there is always that one person, her existence can make you bored for no reason, for no reason.
No, maybe there is a reason.
But that doesn't seem to matter anymore.
"Nine dumb!"
Song Zixi's voice came from far to near, and Lin Yao was following beside him.
When the two approached, they realized that the atmosphere was not right at the moment. When they saw the face Ye He was facing, they both frowned fiercely, and said in unison:
"What are you doing here?"
Jiang Wei glanced at the two who walked to Gong Jiu and stood dumbfounded with glaring faces, and clicked his tongue.
"So?" The young man's eyelids and eyelashes curled up, and the light and shadow swept across his eyes, which was long and cool.
Gong Jiu stared silently at the person a few steps away, and gently closed his eyes.
This person gave her a different feeling.
The former Jiang Wei was conceited, dark and extreme, but the most reckless and stupid.
And now, the eyes that roll around are all uncomfortable and cold.
"I heard that Coach Gong is in the semi-finals tomorrow, so I came here to say cheers," Jiang Wei smiled unsteadily, but somehow he didn't have any affinity. His wheat skin with a healthy complexion reflected the sun at dusk, "Why? , After a fight, Coach Gong can't even listen to this?"
Listening to his yin and yang words, Ye He frowned tightly, staring at him: "What exactly do you want to do? Do you want to fight?"
He tore off the school uniform jacket on his hands, threw it to the school team members behind, and twisted his neck: "Yes, come, I will accompany you, just to clear the revenge of beating my brother last time!"
He hasn't asked Jiang Wei for the fists and kicks that Liu Qiang suffered, and this person will come to him first.
Jiang Wei narrowed his eyes.
The members of the school team behind him stepped forward one after another. The two teams looked at each other, clenched their fists, ready to go.
Full of a posture of fighting in groups.
There were more and more people standing and watching around. Song Zixi glanced at it, and pulled Ye He back with a downcast face: "What are you doing? During the competition, pay attention to the influence!"
Turning his face and sweeping across the gradually gathering crowd around him, Ye He took a deep breath and let it out turbidly, before he withdrew his hand reluctantly.
Jiang Wei still had that faint smile on his lips. He raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stand back, stepped forward, and stopped in front of them.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you now." He raised his hand, patted Ye He's shoulder, moved closer, with a half-smile: "I just want to have a word with Coach Gong."
After speaking, regardless of their expressions, they raised their feet and walked straight to the boy over there.
Lin Yao, who was standing next to Gong Jiulan, looked at the person who was walking step by step. He was obviously wearing a school uniform, but it made people feel uneasy, and couldn't help swallowing.
Standing stubbornly beside Gong Jiuan, staring at the tall boy who walked to the door and stood still, her trembling voice revealed her fear: "You, what are you doing so close?"
Raising his hand to hold him down, Gong Jiu lowered his hand and pulled Lin Yao back.
Lin Yao stood behind the man in a daze, and looked up. The young man in the blue and white school uniform had thin shoulders, but he showed a sense of peace of mind.
"Whatever you want to say, I just listen to it."
Loosen the hand controlling Lin Yao, looking at the annoying face in front of her, her words were always calm and indifferent, but her slightly red eyes were a little dry.
Habitually reached out to feel in her pocket, but she suddenly stopped.
In the bag where the box was always placed, it was empty.
She casually searched in another pocket, but still found nothing.
Tut.
Dryness rose, and she looked at Jiang Wei with a little more impatience.
Behind, Lin Yao, who noticed her subtle movements, slightly pursed her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.
Jiang Wei stared straight at the young man in front of him, where wildness was permeating, exuding a frightening red.
He thought, if it was normal, at this moment, he would not dare to look at him under the gaze of such a beast.
Suddenly he laughed lowly, and he spit out words, as if casually chatting about family matters:
"Coach Gong's recent reviews don't seem to be very good, oh no, it should be ET, and now he is being criticized very badly, because of the doping incident..."
He paused: "However, I found an interesting phenomenon, but wherever Coach Gong goes, it seems that there is no peace ~ Now even ET, who was once admired by thousands of people, is forced to be drawn into the center of public opinion. It's so embarrassing, Coach Gong seems to have the ability to overcome others..."
Cold and lonely, but lazy and lonely.
Did not get any response, Jiang Wei was not annoyed, he moved a little closer, staggered slightly from the boy's cheeks, lowered his eyes lightly, and said in a melodious tone:
"I'm curious, are there any relatives among the people Coach Gong has visited?"
The eyes inlaid with bloodshot eyes gradually deepened, and the young man who was listening to him with cold eyes suddenly had a surge of breath, and the hand hanging by his side was clasped between his slender neck.
Slowly narrowing his deep eyes, Gong Jiu looked at him silently, his eyes were very cold, with a frightening hostility flashing.
"Who taught you to say this?"
It's been a long time, no one has dared to say such things to her for a long time.
The situation of the two people who were talking suddenly turned around, and one of them was strangled by the neck. This scene made many people exclaim.
Ye He and Song Zixi, who were a few steps away, also opened their eyes wide.
"Nine dumb!"
Jiang Wei slowly lowered his voice as he spoke. Before they could hear what he meant, they saw the scene in front of them.
The expression on the face of the young man who grabbed someone's throat at the moment was chilling down the spine.
Being suffocated, Jiang Wei's face was completely painless, and there was still a mocking smile on his flushed face:
"Unexpectedly, Coach Gong also has a sore spot, cough, cough, cough—"
The strength in his hands tightened a bit, Gong Jiu's eyes narrowed silently, there was no warmth: "Answer my question!"
"Jiuhan!" Lin Yao, who was pulled behind, was startled by the scene in front of her. She was stunned for a moment, and she hurriedly stepped forward and raised her hand to hold Gong Jiuhan and tightly strangled Jiang Wei's hand: "Jiuhan Hurry up and stop! If you continue like this, he will die!"
If you accidentally strangle someone to death, you will bear legal responsibility! That's a crime!
It is hot weather, and the faint fragrance in the air seems to come from afar.
Nerves seemed to be violently pulled and hit by someone, the pained Gong Jiuhan's face turned pale for a moment, and something, like an awl, went straight to the temple.
The strength in her hand became uncontrollable and tighter.
Jiang Wei, who was pinched, gradually turned his eyes white, and fell into the eyes of others, causing a burst of exclamation.
"Vigo!"
"Nine mutes let go!"
Students were all around, and people who had never been out of society were all shocked when they saw this scene, and were taken aback by the young man's ruthless aura.
In the crowd, someone trembling hands, put up the mobile phone in his hand, turned on the camera, and faced the scene in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the number of people wearing school uniforms and people picking up mobile phones gradually increased.
Today, there are not only students from No. 1 Middle School in the school, but also people from five other middle schools. It is a mess, but it is also because of this that it is the most difficult to handle.
Ye He and Song Zixi were shocked, one stepped forward to pull them away, and the other blocked those people from taking pictures.
"Don't take pictures of you, what's so good about the conflicts between classmates! Put it away!"
Song Zixi had a cold face with an ugly expression.
Ye He held Gong Jiuan's hand, and together with Lin Yao persuaded Gong Jiuan to let go.
"Nine dumb! Let go! He's trying to provoke you, don't fall for it!"
The voices of the people around seemed to come from far away, knocking on the shore, intermittently, Gong Jiu frowned silently.
In her brain, the image of blood spraying kept flashing, arousing a stronger **** in the depths of her eyes.
She shook her head, covering her head with her hands in pain.
The scene was chaotic.
Among the members of the No. 4 Lieutenant Colonel's team, their captain was choked by someone, their eyes were red, and they clenched their fists and wanted to rush forward.
But he was stopped by a member of the No. 1 middle school team behind Gong Jiuhan.
In this small world, people kept making noises and shouting.
Just when Lin Yao and Ye He couldn't call back, Gong Jiuan was extremely anxious, when someone pushed his hand away suddenly.
They were startled, but saw that the man hit Gong Jiuhan on the wrist holding him with one hand, and quickly forcibly pulled Jiang Wei away from Gong Jiuhan's hand.
In the chaos of the sky, a gentle voice pierced the sky and entered Gong Jiu's dark and gloomy world.
Gently caressed her tense and tingling nerves.
He said: "Don't think about it, it's already a memory, it's the past."
Spiritual consciousness gradually returned, Gong Jiu's pale face, brows slowly moved, and finally regained a clear consciousness.
She looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, inexplicably, her heart trembled slightly: "Gu Shen."
"Vigo!"
Because of Jun Gu's sudden appearance, the scene was relieved for a while, and Jiang Wei, who was mercilessly withdrawn, was caught by the No. 4 middle school team members in a thrilling manner.
Members of both sides in the scuffle also quickly retreated to their respective areas.
Seeing this, Ye He and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, I almost couldn't hold back the situation.
Looking at the little guy who had only recovered his blood within a few days, the expression on his face returned to before liberation, and the coldness in Jun Gu's eyes was like a black cloud pressing down on the city.
**** it!
Seeing that the person returned to his senses, he heaved a sigh of relief without showing any traces, his expression calmed down, he took out the box from his pocket, squeezed a piece of candy, pushed it aside, and put it on the young man's lips.
Gong Jiuyan subconsciously opened his mouth.
Seeing the person obediently eating into his mouth, Jun Gu's expression softened a little more, he raised his hand, and placed it on Gong Jiu's silent forehead.
Slowly and gently, he rubbed the temples of the young man who was still in a daze.
Very close, the man's voice passed through her chest and rang in her ears:
"Does it still hurt?"
Jiang Wei, oh Jiang Wei, go farther and farther on the road to death
(end of this chapter)