Idiots

Episode 20's

It's an exam question that the old class had to do after yesterday's exam. Could it be that you didn't do it?"

  Lin Yao took out a pen, wrote his name on it, and spoke.

   With his head open, Gong Jiuhan stretched her body, bent down and looked for a moment from the table box.

as expected.

  The question of the white reflective test being pulled out was held by him in his hand, and it was amazing.

  Lin Yao could not help himself, and sighed.

   This person may not even remember having this task.

   Perhaps, the same goes for other subjects.

"Give me yours."

  Dragging his body close to the edge of the table, Gong Jiuan picked up the pen from the side.

  Lin Yao looked at his test paper, then handed it over, Gong Jiu took it without looking at it, and took out a pen to copy it unhurriedly.

  The girl next to him who was waiting to collect her homework was not surprised by the phenomenon of copying homework.

   This is a common phenomenon in the classroom.

just…

  He peeked at the young man who lowered his head and concentrated on copying his homework.

   Filling up the answer slowly, where he corrected a lot, Gong Jiu quietly put down the pen and handed the two test questions to the girl.

   Elbow continued to dream of the Duke of Zhou.

  The action series went well.

  Her dazzling facial features were hidden behind a misty blue school uniform.

  Lin Yao expressed envy for this.

  Gong Jiuan actually did something according to her emotions.

   Not like him.

  No matter what you do, there are limits you can't get rid of.

   Holding his head, Lin Yao turned to look at that person, with a hint of warmth in his eyes.

   After a few days of contact, he found out.

   This person, no matter what time makes people feel that he is not easy to approach ...

   But his kindness to people was the kind of lazy, inattentive, inattentive person, who could not see clearly.

 

  At the No. 1 High School fight club in Beijing.

   Now is class time.

   There was hardly anyone in the agency, and it seemed a bit lonely.

  The continuous, heavy and light fist sound, broke the calmness.

   After taking Anu away, Ye He untied his gloves and came to sit on the side, sipping water from the ground.

  There was a lot of sweat on his delicate face.

   Exhaling, Ye He looked around.

   Then, he looked at himself.

   The scene as the boy approached appeared in his mind.

  That person was a good seed, and the short fight could make him feel the power contained within that thin body.

  Shot movements are a very common posture.

   It was just that what he never understood was that his abilities were not bad, and he was considered the best among the crowd, but why did he lose so easily?

  The loser didn't even have a chance to fight back?

   Moreover, it was said that the person had never even come into contact with the training, and his movements were filled with a wild sense of frequent fighting.

  He really wanted to recruit Gong Jiuan to the fight club for training, so the fight club would have another trump card in the inter-school competition.

Unfortunately…

  Ye He gulped down some more water and pursed his lips again, his eyes expressionless.

   Few people are so interested in him.

  Gong Jiuhan, in the end ... are you really new to fighting ... or are you hiding your awkwardness?

   Outside, a bell rang on the large campus.

the exit from class is over.

  The voices are coming.

  Ye He put his gloves back on and got up.

  He came into the sandbag, set his position, and attacked.

  Those eyes were gradually tinged with a ferocious aura and a fighting spirit that had been dormant for a long time.

   A while later, the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from far to near.

   A boy came in, just in time to see Ye He pull his hand.

   Before he could catch his breath, the boy said in a hasty tone, "President, President, Liu Qiang, go look for the new student ..."

  The action in the hand stopped suddenly, Ye He turned his head and looked at the person: "What are you saying?"

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You are not qualified

  Classes after class are always noisy.

  Gong Jiuhan always felt a buzz in her ears, which made her sleep unwell.

  A boy in school uniform stood on the podium in front of the class, and his voice gradually disappeared.All the students looked towards the slightly burly person on the stage.

   "Liu Qiang's? Why is he coming to our class?"

  The short-haired boy next to Song Zixi leaned against the edge of the back table, looking puzzled.

   Song Zixi, who was wiping her phone with her head lowered, raised her head after hearing this, frowning slightly.

  I have a bad feeling in my heart.

  Liu Qiang narrowed his eyes and looked around the stage.

  A strong body can feel the ferocity from within even through the school uniform.

   After a moment of silence, he looked at the people below and said, "Is Gong Jiuhan from your class not here?"

   Everyone was silent, and quietly directed their gaze to the window.

  Lin Yao stopped writing and raised his head to the podium Seeing this, Hun'er let it go halfway.

   "Liu, Liu Qiang ?!"

  How did this cruel stump appear?

  He turned to look at the young man who covered himself completely, and pursed his lips.

  No one speaks downstairs.

   The air seemed very quiet for a while.

  Liu Qiang frowned, with a hint of unhappiness hovering between his brows: "I said, what about your class? Doesn't anyone listen to me?"

"Here..."

  When I heard the sound of urgency inside the urn, I just woke up, and I was still a little lazy.

  Liu Qiang followed the source of the voice and looked up, Gong Jiu slowly tore off her school uniform, revealing her facial features.

   Liu Qiang's face froze for a moment.

   Immediately show contempt: "You beat our president?"

  Such a pretty boy?

   Tails of his eyes twitched and lifted, Gong Jiuhan got up and lazily leaned against half the wall under the window, and then looked at the person who came unhurriedly, his eyes dyed in confusion: "President?"

   The air had just been silent for a while, before he could sleep soundly, he vaguely heard someone calling out to him.

   Gong Jiuhan narrowed her eyes lazily.

  See this, I'm not here to chat about family~ issues

   "This is Liu Qiang, from the school's fighting club."

  Lin Yao tilted his head to remind in a low voice.

   There was also a vibrato in his speech.

   "Liu Qiang's? Who'sis that? I don't know."

  Gong Jiu gave him a blank look, thinking that this little girl really could not bear the fear.

   A man with a fierce face would be a coward.

But…

  School fight club?

   Gong Jiuhan finally understood who president Liu Qiang was talking about.

   It was just that Liu Qiang did not know him.

  Lin Yao was a little speechless due to Gong Jiuan's ignorance, but he had to give her some information about this person.

"Liu Qiang is also a professional fighting player. Although his strength was not as good as Ye He, he had defeated many people. He has contributed to many fight awards at school. He has been with the fight club since he entered school. Well..not very Worship, but very much defend Ye He."

  Lin Yao spoke a lot in one breath, seeing that Gong Jiuhan was still indifferent, he did not know how much he was listening.

   Liu Qiang's brows had not stretched, and Gong Jiu's dazed appearance irritated him.

   Said in a low voice: "I heard that you are an expert in skills, and I'd like to have a discussion with you. I'd like to see how you beat the president."

   Blatant provocation.

Song Zixi sat up straight, and hooked the corner of her lips: "Liu Qiang, if you defeat Ye He, you defeat Ye He, that man is worthless, the fact is, there is, you don't feel ashamed to go back to looking for a place?”

   As soon as he finished speaking, the short-haired boy next to him could not help himself and laughed softly.

   This Song Zixi, no matter what time she had to throw Ye He on the soles of her feet and step on his heart to feel at ease.

   Liu Qiang turned his head and looked at Song Zixi sharply: "This matter has nothing to do with you!"

   With a movement of his eyes, before Song Zixi could speak, Gong Jiu's silent body moved with satisfaction.

   "Want to fight?" Yun Qing swept Liu Qiang over, Gong Jiu quietly raised his hand, patted his forehead lightly, and slightly closed his wild eyes: "You haven't qualified yet."

  These people are very noisy.

  The indifferent words were mixed with a touch of arrogance, but one could not laugh at his words.

   That aura had fused with him, representing his most direct emotional thoughts.

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