MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 394 Master Master?

  Chapter 394 Master Master

   "Little guy, you don't call me when you see me, it's somewhat impolite~"

  The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth was extraordinarily carefree, and she lightly flicked her finger on Gong Jiu's forehead.

  Seeing the young man's dull face and no reaction, he stretched out his finger to hook her Ruyu's chin with a bit of mischief, and clicked his tongue:

   "Little Dumb, although the expression on your face is too dull, I still have to admit that you look much better, little guy~"

   He exhaled helplessly, and took off the paws that were pinched on the left and right sides of her face, Gong Jiuhan called out obediently:

   "Master, can you pay attention a little bit."

  Not far away, Jiang Xiying staggered and almost fell flat on the ground.

   "Master, Master?"

   What kind of mentor and apprentice is this? Why hasn't he heard when Aunt Shu took in an apprentice?

  Didn’t it be said that Gong Jiu’an was Lan Yu’s junior uncle, the apprentice of the old curator of Lan Yu Guild Hall?

  Why is he now Shujiu's apprentice again?

   It's not just that he doesn't know, but Jun Gu's extremely handsome face also hides deep surprise.

  But he quietly hid it in his eyes.

   "Hey, you're still so obedient~" Shu Jiu walked away from the young man's hand, and squeezed that porcelain delicate face hard, the good touch made her quite emotional for a moment.

   It’s good to be young! Look at this skin, it can be broken by blowing, delicate and smooth, and it feels good to the touch.

  Looking at herself again, since she was with that old man Si Xun, she has been in a lot of troubles.

   Just as she was thinking about it, someone suddenly pinched her wrist lightly, and a man's voice sounded like a half-smile next to her ear: "I also eat the tofu from my apprentice, how does it look like it feels good?"

  The clear breath enveloped her.

  Suddenly paused, Shu Jiu coughed in a low voice, held the hand pinching her wrist with his backhand, and smiled coyly:

   "Look at what you said, I haven't seen Xiao Xiaodu for a long time, and my hands are itchy for a while, how can it be called cannibal tofu?"

  In the man's gloomy Hei Yao pupils, Shu Jiu blinked, and turned to Gong Jiu'an for help: "Little Xiao'an, what do you mean?"

  Unexpectedly, Gong Jiu'an's eyes were dull, so his lips moved: "No."

   It's rare to choke.

   It's not cute at all, and it doesn't cooperate with her.

   Be better when I was young.

"Okay, stop making trouble," Si Xun held her slender and tender hand in his palm and reminded her: "You are not here to discuss with us such trivial things as eating human tofu, don't forget your purpose .”

Oh yes.

  After he said this, Shu Jiu suddenly realized that there were still a group of people around her staring at her little apprentice.

   Withdrawing his hand from Si Xun, ignoring the man's eyes that suddenly darkened a little, Shu Jiu turned sideways, and a pair of beautiful eyes quickly passed over everyone present.

  It was no longer the jokes and jokes just now, but an invisible coercion came over.

  She pointed to one of the reporters from a distance, and ticked that person casually:

"come here."

  The person being pointed at had a few wisps of sweat on his forehead for no reason, and the hand holding the microphone trembled uncontrollably.

   Shujiu said: "Don't you have a question to ask? I'll give you a chance to ask me."

  He swallowed, shivered a bit and still put the microphone near his mouth: "I, I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me."

  At this time, Jun Gu and Jiang Xiying had already walked over and stood beside the three of them.

  The breath is long.

   This scene was directly filmed on the live broadcast, causing many people to scream—this looks like a **** family.

  Those faces are only eye-catching, but when put together, they are eye-catching and eye-catching, eye-catching to the extreme!

  After the shock brought by the appearance of Shu Jiu and Si Xun, and the master-student relationship between Gong Jiuan and Shu Jiu, people licked the screen and screamed.

   But all of this, the people at the scene knew nothing about it.

   "Tsk~" Shu Jiu mocked in a low voice, "Didn't you speak well before? Why don't you have anything to say now? Is there no problem, or dare not ask?!"

  People don't look good.

   This is indeed true. Maybe they can fight for one or two before the two arrive, but now Shu Jiu and Si Xun are here.

  In front of these two people, even if they have questions, they dare not ask easily.

  Because these two are not inside the fighting circle, any means they have are reasonable, as long as they want.

   "Since you don't say it, then I will."

  Looking faintly at the part of the person pinching the microphone, he stood sluggishly, and his outstretched hand fell far into the air. The breath of air pressure made it hard to imagine that the person in front of him was actually no longer young.

  The nearest reporter hurried forward and handed his microphone to the person who was waiting with lowered eyes.

  The live barrage was full of exclamation marks, and the sentence: As expected of a character on the milestone of the strong, he was able to let the reporter hand over the microphone in person!

  Looking at the woman's exquisite side face, which was dizzy with sharp and sharp light, the corners of Si Xun's lips curled up in a proud arc.

  Pinching the microphone, Shu Jiudanfei's lips moved up and down, and said in a leisurely way:

   "First of all, the purpose of my return to the capital today can be seen by anyone who is not blind - I am here to support my little apprentice."

   Straight to the point.

"I heard someone broke the news, saying that our little one concealed that everyone was sick and played games, threatening the lives of other players, and touching the bottom line of the fighters. 'Prohibition of mentally ill players'? Is it you, or you?"

  Shu Jiu pointed casually in the crowd with his long and slender fingers, but the eyes that followed him were dark and cold.

"First, you blindly follow the trend without carefully reading the case materials; second, I think you should popularize the history of human psychiatry, and don't be like a frog in a well holding on to that little 'self-righteousness'; third, use palace With the strength of Nine Darkness, she has enough arrogance to make her opponent defenseless."

"besides,"

   As he spoke, Shu Jiu narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"With just one mouthful, we framed the matter of our little girl beating someone to death. We kept silent because of the loss of her parent and child, but it doesn't mean we have to take the blame. ET and Gong Jiuhan Individuals will be held accountable in court for defamation of another person, and, "

  She paused every word, full of aura: "If there is no result, I will never give up."

  Going half a step forward, taking the microphone from Shu Jiu, Gong Jiu raised his eyelids and said lightly:

   "Accountable objects, including all incidents involved in attacking defamation."

  The crowd went into an uproar one after another.

  This time ET and Gong Jiuhan's attitudes were obviously ready to face up, and everything seemed to be moving forward where they couldn't see it.

   Even, they don't even know when those anti-water materials appeared on the Internet.

  I only know that the few people standing in the crowd at the moment are extremely scorching.

  Jun Gu lowered his eyes slightly under the camera, holding something in his hand, as if he was distracted.

  The wind direction on the Internet is no longer one-sided, because someone released the previous trajectory and family status of the woman who denounced Gong Jiu's dark fist and killed her son.

  Her only son was indeed wounded in black boxing, and became a vegetative state, lying in bed for several years, but during these years, someone has been sending money to her personal account.

  And the way of sending money seems to be normal, all of which are necessary or accidental payments, small sums of small sums.

  If someone hadn't made a detailed summary of the detailed records, no one would have realized that the total amount of the account bill that seems to be just daily expenses would be so huge.

   Moreover, all the drugs her son took during his hospitalization were imported drugs.

  Why does a family that is not rich and can be called struggling have such a large account liquidity?

  How can you afford expensive drugs?

   Not only that, but a few seconds of animation broke out on the Internet, in which a woman and a man in a suit were talking in a corner of the hospital.

   Then quickly staggered and separated.

  The position of the two of them is a bit remote, which makes the picture not very clear, but they can still see the appearance of the woman, but there is no face of the man.

  The shooting time shows that it was the day when the woman's son died.

  In fact, the content expression is very vague.

   But this seems to have vaguely explained something.

   Some netizens became furious and felt that they had been deceived, but this time they obviously learned a lot and did not recklessly start abusing in the comment area.

   Just kept swiping: "Wait for the truth of the matter, don't comment until you don't know the whole picture, if that woman is really taking advantage of the sympathy of the public, I will immediately turn into a keyboard warrior and spray her to death!"

  Different from the liveliness on the Internet, the ET club is especially quiet.

   Today, there are waves of bosses coming from the club.

  The teenagers stood aside, looking at each other quietly with their heads down, their eyes full of unknowns, so they were shocked and unbelievable.

because-

   "Auntie, can you tell me when did you accept an apprentice? Even my own nephew has never heard you mention it."

Unity is here to reply to the questions of the little ones: First, the full name of the Jiudian book is "Rebirth School Grass: Jiudian is too provocative!", but it is impossible for everyone to read it, because it involves some sensitive things. The point has been taken off the shelf, and I can’t find it, so you don’t have to bother to find it! Because that’s a waste of time~

   Second, I hope that the babies can find what they like and fight for it

Third, in fact, everyone can also feel that the writing in the middle of this book is actually a bit procrastinated. During that time, Meimei didn’t find her own position, and because of her laziness, she was a little discouraged and didn’t want to write any more. Cut off the dumb father, but don’t worry everyone, I have recovered my state, no matter what I will not let this book end hastily, everyone can rest assured to follow up~ I will stick to it~

  (end of this chapter)