Chapter 330 She can afford to wait, but that group of people can't wait
The overwhelming information on the Internet dazzled people. In the huge stadium, countless people stared at their phones with disbelief on their faces.
"This... has been overturned..."
"My God! How could it be like this?"
"how so?"
"It's all like this, can you still smash it if you **** hammer it?"
"Bull, cow..."
"If so, what are our attacks on ET these days?"
"I never expected it, I never expected it..."
"I... just now we..."
"What is our resistance just now? Is it a clown?"
"Omg what the **** did we do?! Get ET out of the ring? How dare I?"
"Oh my god...Jiang Wei, this person is so hateful!"
"..."
People's voices went from low to high, making the whole space gradually noisy.
After the shock, the people who watched the incident seriously gradually faded away from the so-called indignation and righteous indignation, and then bursts of embarrassing dryness flooded their cheeks.
The words of the teenagers on the stage were like a mallet, hitting them on the top of their heads, making their faces turn ashen.
The following messages told them a **** reality: they were led by the nose and used as sharp weapons to attack the ET team.
Without even realizing it.
This is **** unacceptable!
But Gong Jiuhan was not in the mood to watch the ever-changing faces of this group of people at the moment.
The outcome has already been decided, and there is no need for her to stay on the scene.
Turning around and striding away from the octagonal arena, when going down, Gong Jiuhan casually threw the gloves that had already been taken off to Jun Gu who was standing in the audience.
Quickly took off the braces, picked up her coat, and walked out of the track without stopping: "I'll go back to school first, don't wait for me."
While walking, she put the clothes on her body with her hands behind her back, pinpointed the zipper with her fingers, and pulled the clothes up to her chin with a snap.
The movements are smooth and flowing, which is dizzying.
The accompanying ET team members stopped her in confusion: "What is the coach doing back to school?"
However, that person has disappeared deep in the passage.
The boy smacked his lips, "Why are you running in such a hurry? I haven't had time to get excited yet..."
However, before he finished grunting, his mind suddenly went blank.
When he looked up, the black peaked cap he wore today had been taken away by Jun Gu.
"Hey boss, why are you going?"
He was a little puzzled, why did they leave one by one? Even if the result is announced, there is no such rush, right?
The man who lifted his hat turned his face slightly, and walked quickly: "I'll be back soon."
Coming out of the match scene, Gong Jiuhan went straight to the side door, ready to rush to the school.
She needs to speed up or maybe miss the interschool game.
At this point, the game is not over yet, and people are still immersed in the double stimulation of online discussion and ET's victory.
The organizer has not officially announced the end of the competition, and the audience will not be able to come out for a while.
Therefore, she walks boldly, without any cover.
Most of the media reporters are also inside, not afraid of being surrounded.
However, what she didn't expect was that when she walked through the hall, not far from the side door, she saw the person guarding the door holding a microphone and a camera from a short distance away.
reporter!
The reporter who appeared suddenly caught her off guard.
At this time, the amount of information on the Internet skyrocketed, and the weight information bomb after bomb after bomb actually recruited reporters from other channels!
As we all know, ET has a game in the stadium today, and she also guessed that with the keen sense of smell of this group of people, they will inevitably come here in large numbers to surround the team.
It's just that she didn't expect them to come so soon!
The cliff under his feet reined in his horse and turned his direction, raised his hand and put his five fingers on his face, lowered his head, and quickly walked into the door where the sight of the person was obstructed, avoiding the eyes slowly looking over there.
There are people guarding the side door, and there must be someone at the gate.
Brain was running fast, and Gong Jiuan kept walking.
Let’s go over and have a look. Maybe these reporters thought they would definitely go through the side door instead of going to the door?
Never mind, time waits for no one, let’s try luck first.
Speeding up and bypassing the huge hallway, she walked towards the gate. As she walked, her feet suddenly stopped.
At the other end of the hall, a woman holding a microphone walked over in the same posture. Behind her, there were a group of men and women who also held a microphone or a camera.
"Let's take a look around. Gong Jiuhan has left the competition site. Maybe she has already come out! We can find first-hand information about this storm of public opinion if we find her..."
Gong Jiuan stepped back, she quickly turned around and lowered her eyes, and her steps were quickened, trying to avoid the raging crowd quickly.
Reporters who are preparing to dig materials must not be provoked.
However, she hadn't taken a few steps back when she heard someone pointing at her and speaking from behind.
"Hey, look, there is someone in front!"
"That's..." The female reporter wearing glasses helped her glasses on the bridge of her nose while walking, focused her gaze for a closer look, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Gong Jiu is dumb! She is Gong Jiu dumb!"
"Gong Jiu is dumb! She really came out, hurry up!"
As soon as these words came out, people stepped forward instantly, almost running.
With a chill in her heart, Gong Jiu murmured inwardly that she was not good. She picked up her speed and walked quickly, and turned around this curve ahead, which was the side door she just passed.
There are also a group of reporters guarding there.
For a while, Gong Jiuan fell into a trap of a dilemma, and the only way was to return to the arena.
Reporters do not have permission to enter the waiting hall.
Looking down, her eyes were heavy.
Damn it! These reporters are annoying!
She can afford to wait, but the group of teenagers in the interschool competition can't afford to wait.
Passing by the road leading to the stadium where she came out just now, Gong Jiu ducked in.
While she was thinking about how to get rid of this group of people, someone grabbed her arm, and she was caught off guard and dragged into the utility room at the corner of the aisle.
"who?"
rustling—
The body subconsciously made an attack state, but was held down by the man one step faster.
Only when she stood firmly, a hat suddenly appeared on her head, accompanied by a warm and deep voice: "It's me."
Release the strength from his hands, and looked up, Jun Gu was standing in front of her, holding the hand she was about to attack with one hand, and pressing her head with the other.
That face has exquisite and smooth lines, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is full of the unique elegance of a nobleman.
"Why is it still this kind of virtue that hits everyone? Can't you change it?"
Several times, he was almost beaten by her.
Gong Jiu's brows loosened two points: "Gu Shen? Why are you here?"
In his line of sight, the person who was more than half his head higher than her clicked his tongue slightly, and when he looked down at her, he inexplicably let out a few traces of warmth that made people feel like a spring breeze: "I'll come and see a certain Ma Daha, do you need help?" .”
He pushed back half a step, let go of Gong Jiuhan's slender wrist, and put his hand into his pocket.
Laughing like a smile is not a smile, so you can relax.
Gong Jiuhan's loosened brows frowned again: "I'm in a hurry, and I'm not in the mood to joke with Gu Shen here."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to open the door and go out.
The entrance passage is the inner field of the stadium, and reporters are not allowed to enter, so the group of people just now can only circle around the inner field outside to find someone.
The utility room adjoins the outer hall.
Both of them have excellent hearing, and they can vaguely feel the noisy footsteps passing by in the outer corridor from time to time.
Jun Gu took a step forward and pulled him back, Gong Jiuhan was pulled back again, a flash of astonishment flashed in front of his eyes: "What are you doing—"
Before he finished speaking, the man's broad palm fell on her head again, and slowly rubbed her head through the hat.
"Wait here for two minutes."
After speaking, he withdrew his hand, brushed past her and walked out first.
The door closes quickly.
The small space fell into silence, only her clear and shallow breathing sounded slightly.
this person…
After a while, she raised her wrist to look at the time again, Gong Jiuhan opened the door and walked out, walked through the passage into the hall, a voice came from her ear, she paused, and stepped back to the passage wall again.
"Hurry up, they say Gu Shen is over there in the hall!"
The footsteps are rustling, from far to near, and then gradually away.
After the people left, she came out from the inside, turned her face and glanced at the corner where the people disappeared, and quickly closed her eyes again.
At this moment, this side is really empty.
He lowered his head and lowered the brim of his hat, and quickly exited the side door.
In the field of No. 1 Middle School, the scene fell into anxiety for a while.
On the not-so-delicate arena, two teenagers in different costumes were fighting each other.
It is obvious that one of them is already on the verge of failure.
People in the No. 4 Middle School were very proud of their school team's cutting through the waves, and even shouted for cheer.
But on the side of No. 1 Middle School, they stared silently and stared at the wrestlers on the field with bated breath, all sweating for the stubborn young man standing on the ring.
This unconcealable heaviness gradually infected the students in the rest of the middle school.
A large group of people clenched their fists with five fingers in front of them, cheering softly with low and deep mouths.
People from various middle schools gathered under the stage, and it seemed dense and crowded. In Ye He's eyes, a thick fog gradually formed.
It became more and more hazy.
The scorching sun shone on the skin, arousing a burst of heat that seemed to come from the sky, like a dream.
Because he was not defeated, Wei Yu could not count as winning, and the time had already been used up by the two of them.
So after discussion, a round of overtime was given to the two.
At this moment in the match, Ye He knew that he could hardly hold on anymore.
Exhausting his last strength, he clasped his hands tightly around Wei Yu's waist. His somewhat cloudy eyes scanned the audience, but he didn't see the face that was so dazzling that it was engraved in his memory.
Wei Yu, who always liked quick battles, was once again locked around the waist by this desperate person, and felt a strong hatred in his chest.
Can still persist!
The speed of his punches has been visibly reduced to a state that he can't even disdain. This man is still clinging to him, but he won't fall!
Although it is refreshing to hold scores, people are also patient.
It was the first time that his patience had been destroyed so embarrassingly.
Clenching five fingers and arching his elbows, Wei Yu accumulated the last strength in his elbows, from top to bottom, and slammed the back of the person locked at his waist with shocking force.
"I said it all, struggling is useless!"
(end of this chapter)