Chapter 78 Just such a little progress, is your heart full of joy?

   In a daze, Gong Jiu felt someone grabbing his feet.

  My mind immediately cleared up, my vigilance surged up, I subconsciously gathered my consciousness, and kicked that person.

   First fell through.

  Gong Jiuhan propped himself up and easily bounced off the bed, fisted at the man.

  However, as soon as she arrived in mid-air, the familiar voice made her stop her hands.

   "Little guy, are you repaying your kindness?"

   Seeing the person stop, Jun Gu patted the hem of the clothes touched by Gong Jiuan's toes.

  The expression on his face wasn't about the atmosphere, but he was a little calm, and he didn't seem at all relieved of Gong Jiuhan's sudden and vigilant attack.

  He paused, and after confirming that it was Jun Gu, he relaxed.

  Jun Gu Qianqian fell over her instantly relaxed body.

  Hanging down his hands, Gong Jiu let out a sigh of relief, with no ups and downs on his face, sat back on the edge of the bed, and said lightly, "God God, what do you want me to do?"

   "It's nothing wrong," Jun Gu turned around, his gaze flicked across the room slowly, "Just to take a look."

  But he didn't think that Gong Jiuan would be in a state of falling asleep.

   After a short rest, Gong Jiu stood up and stood beside Jun Gu, leaning on the shelf on the right hand side, quite carelessly: "Then, thank God Gu for his concern..."

   As soon as the tone fell, Gong Jiuhan turned his face and saw the suddenly enlarged handsome face, with delicate and three-dimensional features.

   Somewhat caught off guard, the syllables in Gong Jiu's silent mouth stopped abruptly and retracted into his throat.

  Satisfied with the subtle facial changes on Gong Jiu'an's face, Jun Gu let out a chuckle from his lowered lips, and met those cold and wild eyes: "You're welcome."

  Then quickly pulled away, calmly.

  Xiangong took a silent step and left the room.

  At the corner of the door, he lowered his eyes slightly, and the inside was as deep as an abyss.

  What have you experienced to be so vigilant even when you sleep?

   Leaning against the shelf, Gong Jiu was silent for a few seconds.

  Finally, his eyes narrowed slightly.

   With a cold tut, Gong Jiu silently raised his wrist to look at the time.

   It's time to add some material to that group of people.

  Gong Jiu threw the black backpack he had brought with him on the bed and ignored it. He walked out of the room at a leisurely pace and went to the training room.

  Training room.

   "Bang ~ bang bang ~"

  One afternoon of training has allowed them to figure out the law of launching the ball.

  No matter how fast they are, they can accurately find them in the air, and calculate the strength in advance, and kick them out of the circle smoothly without hurting others.

   There are also some people who cooperate. You kick the first time and I will pick up the second time. This kind of cooperation makes legwork training easier.

  Gong Jiuhan didn't rush in.

   Leaning at the door with his chin propped up, he looked at them for a while.

   After a while, she raised her hand to the staff next to the launcher.

   Signal them to stop.

  Su Yu kicked a ball, but when he was about to meet the next one, he found that there was no ball.

   The group stared blankly for two seconds before looking towards the door, and they saw Gong Jiu walking slowly in.

  Qiqi wiped off his sweat, and the boys immediately assembled neatly, lined up, and faced Gong Jiuhan together.

   "Good morning coach!"

   Shouting very neatly.

   This also shows that they have further recognized the coach Gong Jiuhan.

   Putting his hands into his pockets, Gong Jiu stood lazily, his eyes glanced at them from time to time, his expression slightly restrained: "How do you feel?"

   "It's okay! At first I thought it was really terrible, but then I kicked it more and more smoothly!"

   "That's right, now I feel that my leg speed has improved a lot!"

   "..."

   "..."

  There are no more than a dozen people in the whole club, and people talk about their feelings sentence by sentence.

  Gong Jiu listened silently, expressionless.

  The stool I moved when I came here before was still there, so Gong Jiu pulled her to sit on it.

  Holding his head, resting his elbows on his knees, his eyes were bloodshot: "Just such a small improvement, and you are full of enthusiasm?"

   One more~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)