Chapter 392 Shu Jiuhe Si Xun
Undoubtedly, the man's words hit countless people present.
That's right, the legendary orphan Gong Jiuan is behind one big boss after another.
This kind of background strength may not be comparable to Jun Gu today, right? After all, Lian Jun's young master is also one of Gong Jiuan's backstages.
The icicles in Ye Liang's eyes became thicker and full of disappointment.
You see, this is the human heart.
When you are a defenseless orphan who can be stepped on by anyone, no matter how big a mistake you make, people can always forgive you easily, thinking that such a person must be forgiven even if he made a mistake, after all, he did not There's nothing to lose unless you're pushed.
But when you are backed by countless people, even so-called capitalists, even if you just do a small thing wrong, they can't choose to forgive, they will just hover between whether or not, and keep questioning.
When did this society become distorted like this?
Or in other words, when did the human heart become distorted like this?
The voices of TRO are just to protect their wronged children. People are shocked and unbelievable, followed by doubts and suspicions about this kind of protection.
Ye Liang's eyes were not warm: "So you are extremely stupid."
Only believe what you want to believe, the extra answer is the wrong answer, ignorant and pitiful.
No, or this is what he wants, these people only want Gong Jiu to be ruined.
They don't allow other surprises for this target.
Gong Jiu's silent silence is not a good job?
Something streaked across the air, heading straight for Ye Liang's position.
Her keen hearing allowed her to know that someone was in a hurry and hit her with something without turning her head.
Just when she raised her hand without changing her expression to block this lame attack, an unknown object popped out from the air, precisely collided with the thing that attacked Ye Liang, and It was effortless to beat the thing back according to the original trace.
boom.
Snapped.
Two voices aroused the crowd to turn their heads to look at it.
One is the crisp sound of a small white box falling to the ground. The person next to him looked down and saw the candy pieces wrapped in tinfoil scattered all over the floor.
And the other one is much more interesting.
That was the sound of an egg hitting someone's forehead and cracking. It was so small that only those who were close could hear it clearly.
I don't know who brought the eggs, but tried to use this thing to throw Ye Liang.
Even if someone doesn’t understand why things are so complicated, they can’t help but chuckle—how could someone use this childish and ridiculous so-called resistance to deal with a cold-faced fighting goddess who is second to none in the fighting circle?
Not afraid of making jokes.
But this is indeed a joke, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the face of the person whose egg was smashed back was livid and ugly.
But Ye Liang, who was still pinching the microphone to taunt, suddenly seemed to be pressed the pause button, and even maintained the drooping arc of her eyelids for a long time, until the voice of indistinguishable but swallowing came from not far away. Slow sandy sound.
"Step aside."
It is the same as the two words that Ye Liang uttered when he came, but the tone wrapped in them is quite different, one is cold but violent, the other is arrogant, but extremely calm and cold.
The person in front of him subconsciously retreated to both sides.
So in Ye Liang's line of sight, two figures appeared.
In front of the flamboyant young man beside him with a calm and introverted gentle white, the arrogant aura was so weak that it was almost inaudible for no reason.
It's still the eye-catching facial features.
Gong Jiuhan took a few steps forward, but when she was about to walk into Ye Liang, she suddenly stopped her steps, stretched her wrist slightly but realized that something was retracted halfway, she called out in a low voice:
"A Liang."
The young man in fresh clothes and angry horse actually gave people a feeling of being at a loss in front of her, but when he looked closely, he seemed to be the same unruly person again, nothing changed.
Ye Liang's eyes were a little red, and he threw back the microphone in his hand. The reporter was caught off guard, and hurriedly took his job.
Amidst the sound of gasping, the man with a cold face from the beginning to the end suddenly clenched his fists with both hands, raised his legs and attacked the young man over there.
A fight came unexpectedly.
The people who cherished their lives trotted back a little, for fear that they would be affected.
Wen Bai, who also retreated, rubbed the bridge of his nose helplessly.
Jun Gu and Jiang Xiying, who had just walked out of the club, were taken aback when they saw the scene in front of them.
"Hey, didn't you come down to pick up someone? How did this get marked?"
Upstairs, a group of teenagers were lying on the window, looking down with their heads up. They all gasped and looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Their coach Gong started a fight with Senior Ye Liang!
Guang Moran moved his chair and sat in front of the window, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, exhaled and shook his head:
"Hey, not calm at all," he put the cup on the table: "It's okay, okay, I escaped a disaster."
If he also goes down, it is estimated that Ye Liang will not be the first to beat Gong Jiuan.
Then he must bear the brunt.
Because he was worried that he would be kicked out by ET using special means, the media present all used the live broadcast, but at this moment, the Internet was crazy.
Especially when Ye Liang effortlessly shackled the young man to the ground but did not drop his fist for a long time, and the arrogant young man was not only not angry, but with a flattering smile on his lips, he raised his hand to hold her fist fixed in the air hour.
Ye Liang's originally inflated chest was suddenly deflated.
Looking down at the boy, his eyes were flushed.
I thought that when she saw someone, she would ask loudly why this dog ran away without saying a word, leaving them behind, but when she saw someone again, Ye Liang suddenly couldn't vent anything.
Looking at the safe and sound boy, she felt her nose sore and wanted to cry.
Standing up, Ye Liang touched the tip of his nose, swallowed the uncontrollable emotions, pretended to be calm and patted the corner of his clothes, and listened to the person who was put on the ground call her.
"A Liang."
It was clearly an emotionless voice, but it made her stunned.
Turning her head to look, the boy's deep eyes were looking straight at her.
It was exactly the same as when she was thinking about the ice cream in her hand.
Tusk, Ye Liang snorted coldly.
Sure enough, it was still that arrogant stinky temper, and she wouldn't get up unless she pulled it off.
After all, Youyou exhaled, she bent over, put her hand in front of Gong Jiuan, and said coolly, "Get up."
This made everyone present and on the Internet dumbfounded.
Still typing one second, but shaking hands the next second?
These two made up after fighting each other, right?
Wen Bai saw Jun and Gu coming out, and slightly lowered his jaw to say hello: "Gu Shen."
Jun Gu looked at the two figures not far away, put his hands in his pockets, and his eyes were faint.
Finally, a reporter remembered his purpose of coming here, and stepped forward with the microphone in hand:
"Excuse me, contestant Gong Jiuan, what do you think of your personal scandal on the Internet? Why haven't you explained it?"
As if they had just woken up, the crowd stepped forward again and surrounded the two of them.
Standing beside Gong Jiuan, Ye Liang glanced sideways at the young man's side face, which was even stained with lines, and pursed his lips without saying a word.
"Coach Gong, you have such a tough attitude towards the illness, will you face losing the chance to play in the future?"
"May I ask whether the fact that Coach Gong used to punch black punches is groundless? Is what the injured family member said true? I hope you can give an answer to this!"
"The information released by Coach Gong shows that you are an orphan, but now it seems that it is obviously contrary to your information. What is your explanation for this?"
"Coach Gong, what is the relationship between you and Senior Ye Liang and others?"
"Has Coach Gong ever served as a trainer for the TRO team? Or do you have some kind of relationship with the TRO players?"
"Coach Gong..."
The appearance of the protagonist made the reporter crazy for a while, as if he was afraid that this hard-won opportunity would slip away, and the questions followed one after another without giving anyone a chance to breathe.
On the screen of the live broadcast, there were gangster-like facial features of the young man, and the thin hair was pasted on his forehead, which was particularly eye-catching.
The people at the scene were also bustling and noisy when they thought about the tricky questions of the reporter.
"Tell me about black boxing! Don't be silent anymore!"
"That's right, Coach Gong, it won't do any good for you to keep silent like this!"
"We want to hear your explanation, not your silence!"
"How long has it been since I thought of speaking out at this time? If it's not a guilty conscience, what is it?"
"I still trust her. After all, her strength is at stake. Whether she is ill or not has no effect on her."
Gong Jiu's dumb eyes flashed countless mouths, talking to her non-stop.
Beside her is Ye Liang.
Turning her head away, Gong Jiu whispered in her ear: "Ah Liang, go back with Wen Bai and the others first."
After saying this, she clearly felt the sudden heaviness in Ye Liang's eyes, and Gong Jiu was helpless: "Do you want to be a living target here?"
"That's what I thought." Ye Liang snorted coldly.
After all, Gong Jiu is silent, if she doesn't take the initiative to do something, this person will always avoid her.
She knew about it shortly after returning from Gong Jiuan, but she just waited calmly to see if this guy would come to her to confess his mistake.
Unexpectedly, the person didn't wait, but a lot of black information about this person came, and it was a mess.
At this time, Jun Gu and others who were standing not far away also walked over, but they were also stopped by the reporter who did not come to Gong Jiuan.
"I'm sorry, let me let you go." Wen Bai looked very polite, but the expression on his face was not too beautiful, and there was no expression.
Receiving Gong Jiu's sight, he walked through the crowd, grabbed Ye Liang's hand, pulled him away from Gong Jiu's side, and walked out of the crowd.
The reporters who followed were frightened away by his look.
Soon the two disappeared from sight.
When leaving, Ye Liang glanced back, and among the crowd, the young man looked stunning.
Gong Jiuhan said that he would come to her after work.
"Gu Shen, can you tell me why you defend this newcomer so much?"
Gong Jiu's silent place almost received most of the firepower. Jun Gu Liangliang swept across the row of microphones in front of him, and the person who asked the question suddenly felt a chill.
He raised his feet and walked towards the direction of the young man, and Gong Jiu over there pursed his lips, and also came towards him.
The two groups of crowded circles kept getting closer.
At this time, under the building and behind the crowd, a car stopped again.
The piercing sound of the brakes seems to be deliberately so high-profile that it draws away people's attention.
You Ran's quiet scene was only the reporter's last interview-like words:
"Coach Gong has such a hard-core attitude towards the illness incident, and even this post-black boxing incident did not explain it. Are you too confident in your career?"
So in the quiet air, as the car door opened, the words spoken by the people inside became very clear:
“I think when a person’s ability is above everything else, physical disabilities are no longer something to fear.”
Gong Jiuan and Jun Gu had a meal at the same time.
This voice...
The two of them raised their eyes at the same time, and outside the crowd, the person standing by the car had exquisite and delicate features, and his brows were rare and heroic.
Her hair that hangs down to her waist is a slightly curly arc, and she is brushing her hair quite casually, flicking it with the passing wind.
The unbridled and low-spirited look on the face.
The car door rang, and one person got off the driver's seat.
Slender figure, dressed in dark formal attire, a pair of jet-black gilt eyes sharp on a face like a golden sword.
Sharp edges and corners, aggressive.
These two faces...
A reporter could not help but tremble while holding the microphone, and the corners of his mouth trembled.
There was a strong trembling for no reason.
"It turned out to be the two of them..."
Shu Jiuhe Si Xun.
These two names, if any one is mentioned, it will make the capital tremble three times.
One is the son of the devil who once destroyed countless dark forces by himself, oh no, the daughter; the other is the business emperor whose business empire can cover the sky with one hand.
What kind of wind brought these two here today?
Both our Jiudian and Si Shao have come out~ However, because the settings of the two books were different at the beginning, there will be some discrepancies with Jiudian in some places, but it will not affect the perception of this book!
(end of this chapter)