Chapter 49 How do you have a K-1 special invitation letter?
Does she look small?
Without talking, Gong Jiu walked upstairs slowly.
She doesn't know the common sense of boring people.
The two went up to the floor one after the other, and returned to their respective classes.
After evening self-study.
Gong Jiuan threw the backpack on the bed, temporarily saving her in the bedroom.
Those two people haven't come back yet.
Flicking to the white box on his desk from the corner of his eye, Gong Jiu pulled a chair and sat down.
Open the lid of the box, stare at the white package inside for a while, and then slowly take out the small white box that you always carry from your purse.
Opened it and saw that there were not many pieces left.
She took the candy from the big box, put it in, and put the small box away.
Recalling what Jiang Fei said in the afternoon, she paused, and reached out to touch the box.
I don't know how Jiang Fei put it. She fumbled for a long time but couldn't find the letter inside, so she just lifted the box and turned it over, pouring out all the things.
The bronzing purple invitation stickers fell last.
was pushed down to the lowest part by Jiang Fei, no wonder she searched inside to no avail just now.
Taking out the post, Gong Jiu silently looked at the pile of white packaged candies, and sighed leisurely.
Jiang Fei definitely did it on purpose.
So Gong Jiu picked up the candy silently, and slowly put it in neatly piece by piece.
When Jiang Xiying and Jun Gu returned to the dormitory, what they saw was Gong Jiuhan's cold face filled with sweets.
"Gu Shen, what kind of ghost questions did the old witch come up with today, it made me feel sick..."
Jiang Xiying's voice came first, followed by Jun Gu's indifferent words: "That's because your IQ is not in place."
The next second, the two pushed the door open and entered.
Gong Jiu turned his head to look over.
"If Gu Shen continues like this, you will lose me, believe it or not?" Jiang Xiying's mouth curled up, obviously a bit of cynical joking.
Jun Gu didn't answer him, but looked at Gong Jiuan who was looking at them from the other side.
Jiang Xiying paused, turned around, and saw Gong Jiu glance back indifferently, and continued to arrange... candy on the table?
Jiang Xiying was stunned for a moment, "Jiuan, you came back so early?" He walked over, and when he saw what Gong Jiuan was doing, his lowered eyes were a little puzzled: "Aren't these candies put in a box? How did you give it to me?" poured out?"
The point is, put it back piece by piece?
Jun Gu put down the things in his hands, and from the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the purple post on the boy's desk.
The movement was imperceptibly paused.
Gong Jiu lowered his brows, unhurriedly straightened the candies and put them into the box: "I didn't pay attention, it spilled."
Jiang Xiying nodded knowingly, and just as she was about to walk away, she saw a touch of purple next to her.
Pupils shrank, Jiang Xiying reached for the thing, but Gong Jiuhan took it away first.
With surprise in his eyes, Jiang Xiying watched as Gong Jiuan took the book and stuck it in, and put it in his backpack: "Jiuan, why did you have this special invitation letter?"
Gong Jiuhan looked up at him: "What?"
Pulled up a chair and sat down, Jiang Xiying pointed to Gong Jiuan's backpack: "It's the purple post you put in just now, this time the nationwide K-1 sent a special guest post."
Gong Jiuhan looked in the direction he pointed, as if he had just realized it, he said faintly: "You mean that?"
Jiang Xiying nodded: "Yes, that's the one."
That purple hot stamping sticker was specially invited by K-1 to famous and capable fighters in the circle. As the young male fighter king, Jun Gu received one.
How could there be Gong Jiuyin here?
Putting the last few pieces of candy into the box with drooping eyes, and then closing the lid, Gong Jiu lazily said: "My friend, I guess I didn't pay attention when I sent it, so I sent it together."
Jun Gu took the book, sat at the table, and slowly flipped through it.
His slender fingertips are pinching the paper, which is very beautiful.
(end of this chapter)