MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 390 Ye Liang is here to find you

  Chapter 390 Ye Liang Came to Find You

  Jun Gu Youran, whose gaze was still on the young man's face, paused, and turned to look at him.

"What did you say?"

  The phone next to her ear was silent, and Jiang Xiying's throat was a little dry for a while: "I said, God G has appeared, and she also tweeted Jiudu Weibo."

  The goddess of war in the fighting world has appeared.

  Junxiu frowned lightly, Jun Gu took out his phone, lowered his eyes and clicked on Weibo, and successfully entered the Weibo interface after slow loading.

  On the hot search list, the topic of #G神力力宫九防# is at the top of the list, followed by a red flame with the word "new" written on it.

Clicked in without any hesitation, and reposted tens of thousands of screenshots on Weibo in an instant. The account authenticated by the big guy was just a short sentence after @宫九黑: The world is complicated and complicated, and the world is even more ignorant. And you, just be yourself.

  Like Wen Bai and others, there is nothing about going to the field with a disease or killing people with black punches, but they all tell everyone that these things have a lot of insider information.

   And G is even more unambiguous, directly cursing the world's blind eyes and brains.

  But apart from a few keyboard trolls, few people dared to get angry on her homepage and say no to her behavior.

   Because that's G.

  She is so arrogant and arrogant, looking down on all sentient beings, and she has never spoiled anyone, and these flamboyant and wanton tempers are the result of her countless sweats on the field.

  The familiar arrogance and arrogance made all the fans of TRO group and Wei fans turn red instantly.

   That is their belief, G, she returned to people's sight with that aura of pride, and at this moment they are no longer rational.

"No! I don't care how bad the impact of the two things, Coach Gong's sickness and black boxing, really kills people, I just know that my **** is protecting her, and the people supported by God G can be so bad Where are you going? I don't care, there must be an inside story about these two things, I'm just sitting here waiting for those who catch wind and shadow to slap me in the face!"

"Yes! The upstairs is right. From this moment onwards, I am on my knees. We need a reasonable explanation! Why do so many people follow the coach of the Black Palace? It is a fact that she has never had an illness when she played with an illness, and she I also said that I suffer from a mental illness but not a neuropathy. As for the black boxing matter, we only saw one side’s rhetoric, and started to scold without any evidence? Can you show some brains?”

   "It's obvious that someone is maliciously following the rhythm. Things don't have to be like this!"

"Coach Gong personally explained the matter of playing with an illness. A relative in my family is a medical expert in human brain neurology. I asked about this situation, and he also said that some of the nerves are often tense because the brain has been stimulated. As a result, the characters are irritable and irritable, but as long as they take a good rest and take medicine, under normal circumstances, they will not appear to the level of madness that we think of as mental illness!"

   "Continuing from the above, that is to say, if Coach Gong is not stimulated or other factors, he will not appear in the so-called 'crazy, unconscious' situation, unless someone knows about this matter and deliberately lures the patient to attack!"

"I probably understand what the poster meant, but mental illness has affected the patient's emotions, right? Fighting itself is an exciting sport. Isn't it extremely dangerous for the patient to play this game? For other players , is still life-threatening!"

   "That's true, but Coach Gong obviously controlled herself very well. When she said that she would never lose control in the ring, she was more serious than ever, and I chose to believe her!"

   "I remember that there was a game where coach Gong fought against the player surnamed Jiang, and he also experienced emotional instability. Everyone present said that, this can't be fake, right?"

"Don't you think it's strange? With the strength of Coach Yigong, he can KO and drop behind with one blow, but he still gives the opponent a chance, but such low-level mistakes suddenly appear in normal games. If it were you Do you think that you will fall in love with fighting without being sure about your physical condition?"

   "Yeah, it was kind of weird at the time..."

  Large paragraphs of long comments began to appear in the comment area, and people began to analyze each paragraph. At this moment, they are all contemporary Sherlock Holmes.

   "Why do people who are backed by my beliefs allow you to bully them like this? Those who curse, dare you say that you are not blindly following the trend?"

   "So many people were involved, but in the end, coach Gong was alone in the storm of public opinion. Is there anyone who can't see this intention? Someone definitely has no good intentions!"

   "G! God G has spoken, and she has spoken too!"

  Some people refuse to accept the question.

   "Why are you so anxious to get angry? Are you sure this is what I posted? What if someone hacked your account? How long has it been since God G appeared? You should use your brains, right?"

   "That's right. When you learned about these revelations, weren't you in the same camp as us? Now the master just said a few words and bit us back like a dog. Can you stop being so double-standard?"

   "This year's fans are too low, really..."

  There are turbulent waves online, and the same is true outside the club.

  The crowd full of heads held cellphones in their hands, discussing something with each other in surprise and shock, screams and gasps one after another, extremely restless.

   The beating sound rose from around the heart, strong and melodious.

  Different from the unusual reactions of the two, Wen Bai and Guang Moran sitting on the sofa at one side were only a momentary accident, calm and composed.

   It seems that this incident did not surprise them.

"Let me just say, how could G be calm, right Xiao Jiu?" Guang Moran's heroic eyebrows twitched at Gong Jiu, half-jokingly: "If she doesn't speak, go back to the old man Is it time to give her **** flowers?"

  Jun Gu turned his eyes to look at the indifferent and indifferent young man, and with a detailed question, Gong Jiuhan looked into his eyes with very faint doubts.

   "What does God Gu want to know?"

  She didn't move her eyelids, but the corners of her lips curled up in an arc of speculation: "What's the relationship between me and God G?"

  Jun Gu said so many meaningful things today, but they were just guessing about the relationship between her and G.

   With an insignificant click of the tongue, Gong Jiu breathed faintly in his throat.

  If Jun Gu had no suspicions, she would be on the contrary. After all, all these coincidences are too bright, and all the people around her are related to that team, which makes it difficult not to suspect.

   It's just that she can't quite figure out which step Jun Gu guessed.

   Subconsciously lowered his eyes, the young man who seemed to be thinking inadvertently glanced at his extremely flat chest, and breathed heavily.

  He should... wouldn't have guessed it?

   After all, gender is the biggest obstacle. Even if there is that guess, it will not really feel that a man and a woman will be the same person.

   Sticking to the window, Wen Bai got up at some point, and glanced downstairs.

   I think this is also the reason for the sudden uproar just now.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help exhaling, shaking his head slightly.

  G, ah G, even if you disappear for hundreds of days, you are still an indelible existence in people's hearts, and your influence now is much weaker than before.

   After roughly scanning the content of Weibo, Jun Guman slowly put away his mobile phone, and he didn't bother to beat around the bush when he heard Gong Jiu's outspoken words.

  His vast and deep eyes overflowed with light and gentleness: "Of course, it depends on whether Coach Gong is willing to say it."

  For some reason, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth always carried a hint of Gong Jiuhan's incomprehension.

  She raised her brows, and the words that had lingered countless times at the tip of her heart flowed out from her lips, she said:

   "God G is my older sister."

   Now, everyone present was surprised.

  Guang Moran raised his eyes and met Wen Bai who was standing by the window, but didn't speak.

  Jiang Xiying buttoned her ears and frowned: "What are you talking about? What do you think you have to do with God G?"

  Did he have tinnitus just now? Can you hear me?

   No, you have to confirm again.

   "Well, you heard that right."

   After receiving the answer, Jiang Xiying was completely stunned, and then scratched her head suddenly: "Oh my God, I actually became friends with G's brother? The cake from the sky is too big to catch people off guard, right?"

  The lazily sitting person pursed his thin lips, and then raised them a little, Jun Gu narrowed his eyes, not sure whether to believe it or not:

   "Oh? But as far as I know, God G is only two months older than you."

  Gong Jiu's expression remained unchanged, but he let out a chuckle in his heart.

  She knew that this fox would not believe it easily.

   "Yes, my sister is only two months older than me," she said with indifferent eyes, "I am an orphan and have no blood relationship with my family."

  After Gong Jiuan was transferred to No. 1 Middle School in Beijing, the materials circulated between schools also said that she was an orphan.

   It's the same on her profile.

  In a reorganized family, I met a sister with outstanding abilities, and was doted on by my sister so far.

   This seems reasonable.

  Jun Gu nodded his head thoughtfully, looking at the appearance of a handsome and noble boy, he seemed to be smiling, raised his hand and rubbed the head of the person beside him, with a low-pitched laugh:

   "You are not allowed to boast like that."

   Behind the crowd downstairs, a black car slowly stopped. Wen Bai, who was standing in front of the window, could see clearly, but when the people in the car stood firmly on the ground, their pupils were slightly startled.

  He turned his head to look at Gong Jiuhan who was about to slap Jun Gu's paw off his head, and said in a deep voice:

   "Xiao Mu, Ye Liang has come to look for you."

  (end of this chapter)