Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 22 Onboarding Coaches (2)

  Inside the library.

  Lin Yao moved her stiff neck, closed the book, and cast her eyes in Gong Jiuan's direction: "Jiuan, I'm going back to the dormitory, do you want to go back together?"

   Male and female dormitory is one direction.

  Sweeping at the end of his eyes, Gong Jiuhan tilted his head and glanced out the window, only to realize that it was almost evening.

  It's really getting late.

  Close the book, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, Gong Jiu got up silently: "Let's go."

  Lin Yao put the finished book back, and when she turned around, she saw Gong Jiuan taking a book from another bookshelf.

   She vaguely saw Machiavelli's "The Prince".

  After registering the debit information at the library management office, the two returned to the dormitory together.

  When Gong Jiuhan came in, Jiang Xiying lay on the bed leisurely with her legs crossed.

   Still holding melon seeds in her hand, her mouth kept moving.

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

   Can't tell what the expression looks like.

  The eyes under the gold wire mirror frame are as deep as ink.

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

   "Well, that's the one I gave you."

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

  Put the book in her hand on the table, Jiang Xiying on the bed propped herself up and leaned against the edge of the bed, glanced at the book she put down: "Go to the library?"

   Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Gong Jiu nodded lightly.

  The expression is faint.

   But that look is dazzling.

  Jiang Xiying can clearly feel the youthful wildness that comes with him even if he is not next to anyone.

   Cool and wild.

   With a tut, Jiang Xiying's tone became a little more casual and teasing: "I didn't expect Xiao Jiu'an to be a hidden good scholar."

  I didn’t go out to play on big weekends, but went to places like the library.

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

  There is a little more interest in those eyes full of flirtatiousness.

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

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

  Jiang Xiying held the melon seeds and brought them to her mouth, then paused, turned over, and lay on the bed, thoughtful.

   "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 that there is a bit of a wild taste in it."

   Gong Jiuhan's movements were extremely fast and fierce.

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

   But what did he see today?

  He saw Gong Jiuhan in the pile of recruitment materials?

  He heard that Ye He went to find Gong Jiuan after that night and invited her to join the fighting club, but she refused without hesitation.

  Why did you come to ET investment materials in a blink of an eye?

  He still remembered her lack of interest when he went out to dinner that night and asked her about fighting.

   Besides, does she know what a fighting coach does and how to be one?

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

  Brows were slightly drawn, and the end of his eyes 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 her yourself."

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

  The shiny mobile phone turned around in the dark shadows at his fingertips.

   Monarchism.

   This little guy has a really special eye for reading.

  Jiang Xiying put down the melon seeds, shrugged her shoulders, and a little helplessness appeared in her eyes.

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

  In the restroom.

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

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

"Hello-"

   There is a cutie who said that she wanted Jiudian. I hope I can let Jiudian play a role here. Don’t worry, Jiudian will make a guest appearance~

   Please look forward to it~ hehe (evil laugh)

  (end of this chapter)