Chapter 376 Tell her to try it, what is it called, life is beyond reach

  After the rustling, everything returned to calm.

  The **** pliers were forgotten by the owner on the wet ground.

  Gu Shihuai sat back, his thin eyelids closed, the breath in his chest rose and fell, the air was quiet for a while, and then his voice sounded amidst the restlessness of the standing man.

   "Tell me, let me hear what good things this unfamiliar white-eyed wolf has done outside."

   "The young master said, say..." The man took a breath, hesitated for a moment, wanted to avoid the anger of the superiors just now, and opened his mouth: "Say, you are over half a hundred years old, you should, you should abdicate to the virtuous."

"Snapped-"

   The one who didn't escape this time was the potted plant he cared for and pruned just now.

   was slammed on the ground without hesitation, breaking the beautiful branches, and the soil splashed all over the ground.

  Gu Shihuai's face was full of dark stings: "Hmph, it really is my son."

  Wings just started to fly, and I can't wait to replace the mentor who taught her to fly.

   "It's a pity, young people are too ambitious and will suffer."

   Someone came up to clean up the house. The man stood there, listening.

"Since she considers it so important to bring the enemy into her own territory, she doesn't hesitate to tear her face apart with me," Gu Shihuai's white hair was dyed viciously: "Then let her try, what is it called, fate?" out of reach."

   Don't think he doesn't know what she's doing.

  Gu Zhi, don’t forget, you were brought out by me.

   Actually tried to get out of my control.

  —

No one in   No.1 High School thought that Gong Jiuhan would return to school under such circumstances.

  Even Song Zixi wiped his eyes several times when he saw the lazy young man walking towards the teaching building unhurriedly.

   "Nine, nine dumb?"

  At that time, Lin Yao, who was standing next to her, was still reciting the classical Chinese essay that the teacher was going to memorize for a while with her head lowered.

  Hearing him muttering the name, Lin Yao frowned, and patted him with the book in her hand: "Why isn't Jiu'an calling Jiu'an? Why don't you memorize it quickly, and Lao Liu will come to see what you do in a while!"

   "No, if it's true, I'll be silent!"

  Song Zixi propped his hand on his forehead, and pointed with the other hand to walk in the garden below, but it looked like a scene of a star returning, and exclaimed.

  The next second, when Lin Yao turned her head, there was no one beside her—

  Song Zixi has already run down at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

  The tip of her finger holding the Chinese book unconsciously pressed heavily on the book, and her heart beat.

  Lin Yao turned around and looked down.

  Gong Jiuhan's face is really recognizable, and he was recognized by others within a few steps after entering the campus.

  When the boys and girls in school uniforms saw her, they stopped unanimously as if they had a silent understanding, and looked at the boy who was strolling in the campus.

   As a result, such a picture appeared in the school:

  The passing crowd stood up unconsciously. Around the route the young man walked, there was a person walking slowly in the middle of the crowd. His facial features were deep and eye-catching, and his unruly and gangster aura was the unique unruly and wild nature of young people, which was particularly eye-catching.

  But in the eyes of the people who watched her quietly, there was no resentment, ridicule, or abuse.

   Only quiet and pure gaze.

  When Song Zixi ran downstairs, he saw the young man in the crowd all in shock, walking towards him without squinting.

  At that moment, for some reason, all the anger and joy suddenly settled down and turned into an unprecedented calm.

  The moment he stepped into the teaching building, he put his hand in his pocket smartly, and grinned:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

  The backpack on her shoulders was loosened by Gong Jiu's back. She stretched out her hand to lift it on her shoulders, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Long time no see."

  She turned her head, at the exit of the stairwell on the right, beside Ye He, stood Liu Qiang.

  If we say that what surprised Gong Jiuhan the most in this youth, apart from ET's seemingly sloppy teenagers, is the pair of pure eyes in this school.

They may be frivolous, and they fight and fight between two or three on weekdays, but what is most worthy of recognition is their belief that is as dazzling as a ball of fire - when they think you are trustworthy, no matter what happens, they will Give you the greatest support.

  At first, when the old man told her to come to the capital to study, Gong Jiuhan didn't care at all from the bottom of her heart.

   Even some resistance.

  But now, she only has one thought, and that is that this trip is worthwhile.

  God deprived her of her supposedly smooth childhood, but rewarded her with a roaring youth.

  Even if God has some hegemony, it seems that there is no choice but enough.

  When putting down the bag, Gong Jiu paused for a moment, and she raised her eyelids.

   All lines of sight disappeared.

   After she came in, everyone watched her every move with the same gaze, but turned their heads clattering before she looked over, pretending to do their own thing.

  The acting is good.

  Gong Jiu touched her lip and clicked her tongue.

  Lin Yao, who was standing beside her, was still holding a Chinese document with the pages turned in her hands. The moment she met the young man's eyes, she almost flickered for a moment.

  Lips moved: "Jiuan, why do you want to come to class today?"

  Looking at her, Gong Jiu's expression was the dull and calm look in Lin Yao's memory. She sat down lazily, and stuffed the backpack with nothing into the desk box.

   "Tired, come to school to relax."

  Song Zixi, who was propped up at the table, directly took the seat of Gong Jiuhan's classmates in the front row. Seeing Gong Jiuhan's movements, he smacked his lips:

   "Come to school to relax? Jiu Mu, you are really the first person to reverse operation!"

  Gong Jiuhan lazily raised his eyelids: "Thank you."

  Put the book on the table, Lin Yao sat down, breathed out, calmed down the joy in her heart, and raised the corners of her lips: "Welcome back."

  No one mentioned things on the Internet, and no one came to ask her why she didn't respond to the negative news about whether it was true or not.

   This group of people doesn't seem to care much about this.

  What they care about is what kind of existence this person is to them.

   She has seen the comment and message team that is talked about.

  Gong Jiu was thinking, she didn't actually do anything, how could this group of people support her so tacitly.

  The boy's eyes were hooked with the same arrogance and arrogance as always. Song Zixi actually had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask, but when he saw the Lord, he suddenly didn't know how to ask.

  Because he is not stupid, he can probably guess that behind these things is Gong Jiu's past.

   Stories from the past.

   One, the past she doesn't want to mention.

   Straightened up, he vacated his classmate seat to someone else, stood in the aisle, interposed his hands, a little ruffian:

   "Ah dumb, let's eat together after school? It's a coincidence that you came here. Tonight we are going to celebrate Squad Leader Lin's one year older!"

  Hearing this, Gong Jiu paused lazily leaning against the wall. She glanced at Song Zixi who was smiling, and finally her eyes fell on Lin Yao:

   "Your birthday, today?"

  Unexpectedly, Song Zixi would suddenly bring up this matter, Lin Yao shrugged, and when she spoke, she was gentle even if she was helpless:

   "I went to hand in the class information yesterday, and this guy saw my date of birth. He didn't pull me to celebrate, but he wanted to play."

  Elbow resting on the table, Gong Jiu leaned on his chin, with a calm expression:

   "Then it is really time for me to come."

  She pursed her lips and looked at Lin Yao:

   "Where to?"

   Be beautiful and sleep first (cup fists)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)