Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 153 Self-taught

  The next morning.

  There is no ET schedule for today's event, and ET is preparing for the second round of elimination one day later. If they win again, they can enter the semi-finals.

  So today and tomorrow, ET does not need to be present, you can watch the latest progress of the game on the Internet or on the TV screen.

  In the lounge, Gong Jiu sat silently on the sofa, with his slender legs crossed, and a laptop was placed on it.

  She was concentrating on lowering her head, typing on the keyboard with five fingers, occasionally stopping to swipe twice.

   There is still a rare wild breath circulating at the end of the eyes.

   "When are you going to see it?"

  Gong Jiu's fingertips didn't stop moving, his thin lips moved up and down, and a cold voice mixed with impatience poured out from it.

  On the opposite side, the group of teenagers who were all looking at Gong Jiuan's body were all excited, their burning eyes were scattered, you looked at me, I looked at you, pushing and shoving.

  Gong Jiu frowned slightly, the group of people had been staring at her for two and a half hours.

  In the end, Jiang Xiying, who was at the side, couldn't hold back, and spoke first:

   "Jiuan, where did you learn all your abilities?"

  When he came back yesterday, he was dragged by a group of people and told vividly about the scene he missed while hiding behind the counter... cough, squatting.

  As a senior gossip boy, he is full of curiosity about this aspect.

  He remembered that in the small place of Ningze City, the popularity of fighting martial arts was not obvious.

  And...the fighters there are...

  Uh, well, it’s hard to say, nothing to say.

  But Gong Jiuan's mysterious and superb skills really made him feel a strong curiosity.

  Could it be...some big boss living in seclusion there? Relying on the mountains and rivers, the gods are happy, and Gong Jiuhan accidentally got a chance to be accepted as an apprentice?

  During the interrogation, Jiang Xiying was already running wild in her mind, and wrote a "Nine Silent Biography" of "Fighting Boss Looks at Me".

   "Ability?" Gong Jiu raised his head dumbly, stopped his movements, his eyes fell over the people opposite, and finally stopped on Jiang Xiying's face.

   "Yeah, you can injure so many **** enemies in a short period of time, your skills are amazing~"

  Jiang Xiying nodded hurriedly, supported her head, and put away the mobile phone in her hand: "Jiuyin, to be honest, are you the descendant of some big boss' apprentice?"

  The rest of the people also started talking one after another, with deep awe and admiration in their voices.

   "Coach, how did you do it in such a short time?"

   "Coach, can you tell me about your technique for such an afterimage? We also want to increase the attack speed..."

   "Coach, you were so handsome back then..."

   "I never thought that you, the coach whom we despised at the beginning, are so amazing..."

   "Your speed is simply invincible, it feels stronger than our boss..."

  The person who said this at the end immediately felt that something was wrong, turned his head and quietly glanced at his boss on the other side.

   Seeing that there was no reaction from the person, the young man was relieved, and continued to stare at Gong Jiuan.

  Raising his hand and slowly pinching the bridge of his nose, Gong Jiu closed his eyes lightly, then quickly put down his hand, and opened them slowly.

  Thin lips started to spit out three words: "Self-taught."

  Jiang Xiying touched his chin after listening to it: "Self-taught, self-taught is good... Wait, self-taught?!"

   Gong Jiudu is this serious?

   "Self-taught...!!"

  Please draw key points, self-study! What kind of man is this?

  The tone is so logical, the words are amazing.

  The teenagers all gasped.

   Self-study can learn to this level, is this person a devil?

   Still let them live without being born in professional fighting?

  Early in the morning, he was observed like an orangutan for more than two hours, and the anger between Gong Jiu's brows was almost overflowing.

  The eyelids slid, and Gong Jiuhan's eyes were quietly placed on the team members, sweeping around in a leisurely manner.

   Very aggressive.

   "You guys, are you resting easy..."

   Sorry dears, I haven’t updated in the past few days, but it’s not that I won’t update, there will be updates~ It’s just that there will be fewer in the next few days~

  (end of this chapter)