MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 51 The fourth middle school kicked the hall?

  Chapter 51 The fourth middle school kicked the hall?

   "Nine dumb!"

  Lin Yao trotted all the way down the stairs, and was out of breath when she came in front of the two.

  Song Zixi sighed, took a step forward, patted her on the back to make her feel better, a little helpless: "I didn't ask you to come down immediately, why did you run so fast?"

  Facing Shanggong Jiu who stared at her silently, Lin Yao quickly moved away, her face was a little flushed, and her tone was somewhat awkward: "I am...you are below..."

   Seeing the two of them standing below, her first physical reaction was to speed up her pace and go downstairs.

  Picking his lips amusedly, Song Zixi handed her the plastic bag he had been carrying all the way: "Here, I brought it for you."

   "What is this?" Reaching out to take it, Lin Yao couldn't hold on, and drooped heavily while holding the thing, "It's still a bit heavy."

   "Eat." Song Zixi put his hand in his pocket and watched Lin Yao's clumsy movements.

  Open it and take a look, and sure enough there are a lot of snacks inside.

  She was a little surprised: "Why do I bring so much, I can't finish it all by myself!"

   Besides, Lin Yao pinched the flesh on her arm silently, she has gained a little weight recently.

   "Didn't you have a roommate?" Gong Jiu said silently.

  Lin Yao heard the words, nodded seriously, a little cute: "That's right..."

  Many people passed by.

  Among men and women, there are always eyes cast on this side.

  Gong Jiu stood silently, without any expression, but it was extremely eye-catching.

   Shaking his head secretly, Song Zixi was about to say something.

  People around suddenly walked towards the activity room with their mobile phones one after another.

  The three of them vaguely heard someone say:

   "What?! People from the No. 4 Middle School came to our school to play in the fighting club?...Here... let's go and see..."

   "..."

   Swallowing all the words that came to his lips, Song Zixi stared at the crowd for two seconds, then turned his head and met Lin Yao's gaze.

   "Kicking the hall?" Lin Yao frowned slightly, "Why did the students from the Fourth Middle School suddenly come?"

  Song Zixi shook his head to express his ignorance, and looked at Gong Jiuhan who was on the side, only to find that the man was lowering his head and fiddled with his mobile phone.

  Holding a cool look that doesn't show any interest in the things around him.

  Feeling the gaze on her, Gong Jiu raised her eyes: "What's wrong?"

  Lin Yao and Song Zixi looked at each other silently: "Didn't you hear me? The fighting club from the Fourth Middle School came to our school's fighting club to kick the gym."

   Changing the hand to carry the bag, Lin Yao shook the sore hand.

  Gong Jiu glanced at her silently, then shifted his gaze to her hand, bent over, and took something from Lin Yao's hand: "I didn't hear that."

  Song Zixi sighed, then turned to look at the direction where the crowd gathered, "Would you like to take a look?"

"OK."

"Not interested in."

  The first sentence was answered by Lin Yao, and the latter sentence was given by Gong Jiuan.

  Lin Yao received Song Zixi's gaze, and tugged at Gong Jiuan's cuff: "Jiuan, as an alumnus, let's go and have a look too."

Song Zixi also nodded: "Yes, yes, Jiuhan, let's go and see how Ye He cleans up the mess of the four schools, just watch a free show? Anyway, it's boring now, we can't put it all at noon Shall we stand here and chat?"

   Gong Jiu was silent.

  Song Zixi gave Lin Yao another look.

  Lin Yao quietly glanced at Gong Jiu.

  Finally, the two dragged Gong Jiulan away together.

  **

   "Is this the level of your first middle school?"

   The No. 1 Middle School Fighting Club was full of people inside and outside.

  The arrogant and contemptuous words resounded in the huge room, especially clear in the quiet silence.

  On the arena, there were many people lying here scattered.

  Some have bruised noses and swollen faces, and some are struggling.

  A tall figure stood in the very center, lowered his face, glanced around below, and looked down at the person he knocked down.

  Below stood a row of people in the same costume as him.

  The crowd became quiet from the restlessness at the beginning.

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