Idiots

Episode 19's

"Why, ask me?"

   Full of light and cool words, Jiang Xiying suddenly felt cold, and quickly evacuated.

  Although he did not send out information on his own initiative, this feeling of being questioned .. was really not good.

   Half seconds.

  Gong Jiu turned her face away, Yoyo passed a cold person not far from her, and slightly lowered her eyes.

   "What are you worried about? Even if I submit a profile, I probably won't be hired."

  Gong Jiu spoke without a sound, without any waves at the end of her eyes.

  He was not initially interested in this.

  Jun Gu raised his hand and rubbed the computer a few times.

   Under the golden silk mirror frame, eyebrows did not move, eyes swept lightly, and thick eyelashes emitted light and shadows under the eyes.

   It's unclear.

  So very... Lack money?

   He recalled that ET fight coaches were not underpaid.

   The slender, beautiful fingertips moving inside the keyboard are almost indistinguishable.

   The shallow words made Jiang Xiying wonder for a while whether the coldness he felt just now was an illusion.

  Jiang Xiying did not feel ashamed as Gong Jiuhan directly said what was in her heart, but she suddenly recalled such a thing as Gong Jiuhan reminded her.

   That's right, as the direct decision-maker of the applicants, Jun Gu was the most talkative.

  As long as he disagreed, no one could be hired.

  As soon as he thought of Gong Jiu's information, he bluffed and completely forgot about it.

“Look at my brain, if you don't tell me, I completely forgot.” While chuckling, Jiang Xiying got up, and while slowly moving towards Jun Gu, he continued to say, “Yes Lord Gu, this has been a day , No matter how much information you have, no matter how much information you have, You must be chosen, let me see which one has been chosen ..."

   Putting aside the melon seeds, Jiang Xiying lowered his head and drew closer to the computer.

  Jun Gu leaned lazily, avoiding his contact.

  Jiang Xiying did not have time to feel hurt by Jun Gu's behavior, and his expression broke in the next second: "What, what? Gong, Jiu, mute?"

   Rubbing his eyes, Jiang Xiying saw him again, and it was still what he had seen before.

   And the view shows that the review has passed, and the person will be told to work immediately.

But…

  Name column above..how could Gong Jiuyin be?

   Looking at that person in the blink of an eye, Jiang Xiying's eyes were filled with disbelief and inexplicability: "Gu Shen? Are you serious?"

   Just now he had said that with Gong Jiuhan's strength, it was impossible to be shrunk.

But now?

  Jiang Xiying felt as if there was a slap and slap in the air.

  He still believes it now ...

Gong Jiu quietly took the phone for a moment, then quickly calmed down, pulled out the earphones from the bag, stuffed it into the jack quietly, looked up, and chuckled a bit hard to catch: "Gu Shen, "Gu Shen, Aren't you afraid I'll ruin your talent?"

  Pushing Jiang Xiying who was standing in front of him, Jun Gu raised his hand and pushed the mirror frame, immediately adding a sense of refinement and refinement: "Do you know about it?"

  The corner arch of Gong Jiu's mouth seemed to get deeper, then it disappeared rapidly.

  Wear earphones with one head tilted, eyes dim: "Depends on mood."

   Natural inadvertence was revealed by accident.

  He doesn't want to be a battle coach.

  I think based on the situation of the ET club members, this profile will not be chosen.

  But unexpectedly, this man chose him out of ten thousand people.

  Gong Jiu looked at Jun Gu twice more.

   This guy really ...

  Jun Gu closed his eyes, his eyes were like ink, and there was a hint of deep meaning in the abyss.

   His thin lips slightly opened, and Jiang Xiying beside him actually aired: "Welcome to the Fighting Club."

  Monday, early morning.

   Outside the hallway of the first classroom on the third floor of the teaching, many people stood here and there.

   A group of teenagers were lying in front of a window, looking into the room.

   And their target was Gong Jiuan.

   "Hey, have you seen anyone?"

   "People here aren't like those new classmates? I don't think they're here yet?"

   "I really want to see who can defeat Ye He, who is that ..."

   "..."

   Song Zixi saw this scene the moment she came.

  He entered the classroom through the crowd, put down his backpack, went to Lin Yao who was concentrating on asking questions, and poked at him.

   "Lin Yao, what's going on outside?"

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"Not sure, it seems to be aimed at Jiuan."

   Stopping the pen in his hand, Lin Yao looked up.

Song Zixi leaned against the edge of the table beside her, placed her hand in her pocket, and looked out the window: "I saw there was a member of Ye He Fighting Club inside, I don't know if I watched the video. You He was beaten. Let's find a place."

  The head of the school fighting club was Ye He.

   Naturally, many people supported him.

   With a sudden fall, some people may express dissatisfaction.

   After all, too few people had witnessed that scene.

  Lin Yao shook his head: "I don't know, it doesn't seem to."

Out.

   I don't know who said something softly, and someone will come.

  The teenagers lying in front of the window immediately turned their bodies, and everyone stood on both sides in unison, leaving behind a narrow passageway.

  Gong Jiu held the school uniform in her silent hand.

  A pure white T-shirt was worn loosely on his body, making his body look thinner.

  His skin was extremely white, and blue blood vessels were faintly visible on his slender neck.

  He lowered his head slightly, and his steps were neither hasty nor slow.

   An inexplicable aura spread.

   Very social and strong.

  As if sensing something was amiss, the boy raised the tip of his eye.

   Lightly befall people.

  Smooth and attractive face, with a strong wild spirit in the eyes.

  The sense of deja vu a gangster greatly affects the eyeball.

   The people on both sides of the passageway choked, and all looked away, looking at their noses and hearts.

   Leaving her face leisurely, Gong Jiu quietly took out the school uniform, walked slowly through the crowd, and stepped into the classroom.

  Behind him, the crowd became agitated.

   "Damn! This aura boss!"

   "Rightly, someone who can beat the president is definitely not bad ..."

   "Dialan~ Did you see the look in Gang's eyes? That's killing you!"

   "Looking at a real person, this kid is really handsome!"

   "..."

  They all gathered out of curiosity after watching the school forum.

  The goal is to see these new students who have just moved to another school and become the center of attention and sit in school.

  The result was very unexpected.

  That person could make you feel a restraint in his bones without saying a word.

 

  Class is very quiet.

  Many people looked at him.

  Gong Jiu ignored him silently, stepped into the position where Lin Yao was walking, and frowned slightly.

   Song Zixi was about to say something when she saw Gong Jiu raise her hand to cover her eyes, then yawn.

  Then lazily lying on the table, he began to play chess with the Duke of Zhou again.

   Lastly, do not forget the headgear to avoid the outside world.

  Song Zixi could not help but laugh, so she got up and returned to her seat.

   Not bother him.

   This person fell asleep every day, and his work style was in line with his poor academic qualifications.

   Shortly after, the class bell rang.

  The people outside the hall went one after another, and the last one was a Fighting Club member.

  One of the fat boys glanced out the window, and said in disbelief: "Are you sure that that skinny boy earlier was Gong Jiuyin? He hit our president?"

   The other person nodded in agreement and clicked his lips: "Right, isn't there a photo of him in the school forum? It's just that the photo doesn't show that this guy is so cruel."

   The eyes are too aggressive.

  His heart was almost slowing down at this moment.

The fat man walked, the meat on his waist kept shaking with the movements of his legs, and his tone was suspicious: "I think the president might not be in good shape that day. How could such a thin and thin person be .. ."

   "What if someone has real power... This isn't necessarily..."

   The sound of those words faded, and their contents were hidden in the bright morning air.

  The weather today is as good as usual.

  The sun was not scorching, but warm, accompanied by morning breath, wrapped in Gong Jiuyin.

   Immediately, the noise in my ears became a little hazy.

   "Nine fools? Don't sleep, wake up and give up your homework."

  The leader of the group collecting homework was a girl, with a high ponytail, standing in front of a table for two, holding a stack of newly collected scrolls in her hands.

  Lin Yao took out the exam paper from his school bag, and at the same time elbowed Gong Jiuyin inside.

   In the next second, a hazy and lazy voice came from the misty blue school uniform:

   "What duty?"

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