Idiots

Episode 18's

In the library.

  Lin Yao moved his stiff neck, closed the book, and turned his gaze towards Gong Jiuan: "Jiuan, I'm going back to the dormitory, do you want to get back together?"

   Men and women's dormitories are one way.

   Sweeping the tip of her eyes, Gong Jiuhan tilted her head and looked out the window, only to realize that it was almost night.

  It's really late.

  Close the book, raise his hand and rub his forehead, Gong Jiu rose silently: "Let's go."

  Lin Yao returned the finished book, and when he turned around, he saw Gong Jiuan pick up the book from another bookshelf.

   He vaguely saw Machiavelli's "The Prince.

  After registering the debit information at the library manager's office, the two returned to the shared dormitory.

  When Gong Jiuhan walked in, Jiang Xiying lay on the bed casually crossing her legs.

   Still holding the melon seeds in his hand, his mouth kept moving.

  Jun Gu was answering the phone, but he just lifted his eyes to look at it.

   I don't know what his expression is like.

  The eyes under the mirror frame were golden wire as deep as ink.

   The person on the other end of the phone was still talking, Jun Gu's eyes were fixed on the young man superficially, then quickly moved away.

   "Well, that's what I gave you."

   At the end of the sentence, Gong Jiu looked at him silently.

   Putting the book in his hands on the table, Jiang Xiying on the bed propped himself up and leaned on the edge of the bed, glancing at the book he had placed: "Go to the library?"

   Pulling up a chair and sitting down, Gong Jiu nodded lightly.

  Smuggled expression.

   But the look was dazzling.

  Jiang Xiying could clearly feel the youthful wildness that accompanied him even if he was not beside anyone.

   Cool and wild.

   With a tut, Jiang Xiying's tone of voice became a little more relaxed and seductive: "I don't expect Xiao Jiu'an to be a good and hidden scholar."

  I don't go playing on big weekends, but go to places like libraries.

  Recalling the information he had read today, Jiang Xiying casually pursed his lips.

   There was little interest in those flirtatious eyes.

   Still wanting to say something, Gong Jiu's phone suddenly rang—

  Gong Jiuan took it out and glanced at it, then slowly got up and went to the bathroom.

  Jiang Xiying held the melon seed and carried it to his mouth, then stopped, flipped, and lay on the bed, thinking.

   "Gu Shen, you've seen Jiu'an do it, right? Do you look like someone who has been trained? No matter how I look at it, I feel there's a bit of wildness in it."

   Gong Jiuhan's movements were extremely fast and ferocious.

  Recruiting and controlling the enemy, it seems compact and orderly, but in fact chaotic.

   But what did he see today?

  He saw Gong Jiuhan in the pile of recruitment materials?

  She heard that Ye He went to look for Gong Jiuan after that night and invited her to join the fight club, but she refused without hesitation.

  Why did you come to ET investment material in the blink of an eye?

  He still remembered his lack of interest when he went to dinner and asked about fighting.

   Moreover, does he know what a battle coach does and how to become a coach?

   "Well, look for me." Jun Gu opened his lips to the phone, then let go and hung up.

  Eyebrows were slightly pulled, and the tip of his eye swept across the table in front of the chair just before the boy sat down.

  A book lay quietly on it.

   "Want to know? Ask him yourself."

   Lean close to the edge of the table, putting one hand on it, while lazily playing the phone with the other hand.

  The shiny phone spun in a dark shadow at his fingertips.

   Monarchism.

   This little one has very special eyes for reading.

  Jiang Xiying put down the melon seeds, shrugged, and a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

  He knew that asking this person was tantamount to asking for nothing.

  In the restroom.

  Close the door, Gong Jiu quietly glanced at the mirror on the wall.

   The teenager inside held the phone, slipped the answer button into his ear, lowered his eyebrows, and looked indifferent.

"Hello-"

   There was a cute guy who said that he wanted Jiudian. I hope I can let Jiudian play a role here. Don't worry, Jiudian will appear as guest~

Hi babe~"

   A woman's voice with a rich and beautiful accent came out from the microphone, full of emotion.

   Give him a foreign accent.

  The man did not seem to notice the indifferent tone, and said to himself: "Xiao Jiudu, guess what good news my brother brought you?"

   Leaning against the wall, Gong Jiu lowered his head in silence, his toes swaying on the ground, showing a hint of laziness: "It's okay if you're not afraid."

   If you want to hear the good news from Ouyang Na, unless your life is long enough.

   That might wait.

  On the other hand, Ouyang Na was admiring the manicure he had just done, her coquettish red lips letting out a slight smile: "It's shocking, I don't like it."

  Gong Jiu frowned silently, but did not say anything.

Jiang Xiying turned around and got up from the bed, dragging her sandals to come over to Gong Jiuan's side, half dragging her butt to lean on, her eyes slightly moved: "Xiao Jiuan, "Xiao Jiuan, today I went to ET with Gu Shen to handle the coach's affairs, you know me. Did you see anyone's information there?"

   His strange words did not cause any fluctuations in Gong Jiuan.

  As if he knew what he was going to ask.

  Looking at the book in his hand, Gong Jiu said softly, "Mine of mine?"

  Jiang Xiying was very surprised: "So this is really you? I thought it was the same name?"

   "Well, it's me."

   Gong Jiu's face was expressionless.

  The cold and indifferent appearance seemed unable to collapse even if the sky collapsed.

  Jiang Xiying turned around and leaned on the table, looking at Gong Jiu's handsome face from close range: "Why do you want to propose to the coach? I remember you weren't interested in this?"

  The mention of this topic made Gong Jiu's brows faintly colored with a slight blink.

  Gong Jiu quietly put down the book in her hand, her black and white pupils stained with a few red traces, looking a little annoyed: "I'm short of money."

  As soon as his answer came out, Jiang Xiying was shocked.

   "Lack, lack of money?"

  Is that the reason?

  Jun Gu, who was silent on the other side, also raised his eyes, then lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up slightly.

   Slowly taking out the candy box, Gong Jiu nodded her chin: "Well, I'm short of money."

  It was just a lowered eye, hidden under long and thick eyelashes was a deep and shallow wildness.

  Ouyang Na, this guy...

   Oh, this is really good work.

  Jiang Xiying moved her lips. It's too inconclusive to say why. When those words came out of his lips, he finally changed them.

  Put the melon seeds down, and disappear with a degree of helplessness: "Do you know what trainer you're applying for?"

   That's the fight coach.

  Is there any contact between Gong Jiuhan's small body and the three-legged cat's skill?

   One clearly forgets that the three-legged cat kung fu kicks a young professional fighter who enjoys a lot of fame.

  Put the sugar in her mouth, Gong Jiu's voice was light and shallow: "Yes, I know, what's up?"

That puzzled look, at least Jiang Xiying thought so, made Jiang Xiying groan, "Nine Mute Squad, it is a battle coach, you don't know much about this, you don't know much about this, it's not just a matter of leading people to practice!"

   There is a bit of madness inside and outside of words.

   Can this person be more calm and innocent?

  Looking at that appearance, his guess was correct.This person clearly knew nothing about it.

  The main reason was that recruiting the current coach was quite troublesome, so why did Gong Jiuhan interfere?

   Isn't this a waste of time in selecting candidates?

Close book.

  The boy sitting in the chair looked at her.

  Eyes that are actually exposed to the field of vision are not pure black and white.

   Blood spots are scattered around the pupil.

   Obviously it shouldn't look good.

  But it exudes an unruly and powerful wildness unique to young people.

  Seven points were cold, and the remaining three points were arrogant and ruthless that could not be suppressed no matter what.

   Burned without explanation.

   Unexpectedly bumping into him, Jiang Xiying lay in the depths of his heart.

  Not only did this child have eye-catching facial features, but his eyes were too aggressive!

  However, before he could bring out his consciousness from these eyes, Gong Jiuhan's lips, as thin as water, wriggled up and down.

  Sound came out of him.

...   Seriate...