Goodnight Mr. Gu!

There are no twists and turns in the process of submitting an internship certificate.

Only the head teacher paid a one-minute attention to Tang Chi for such a strange career as a fighting coach.

Tang Chi is like this, fighting coach...

The head teacher felt a little dreamy.

However, the internship certificate is real, and the salary of the person is said to be not low, so the head teacher will naturally not stop him.

What a talented person!

A garden art and design department, actually became a fighting coach?

Wouldn't it be better for you to go to the sports department?

***

On the way Tang Chi returned to his bedroom, he saw Huo Xintong on the way.

In a basketball court.

When she saw Huo Xintong arguing with others, she was very emotional, and she kept stomping her feet when she became irritable.

But there was a large crowd around there.

Tang Chi's gossip nature wanted to go over to see the excitement. Huo Xintong got into trouble again. As a result, he walked in and heard Huo Xintong's roar: "Tang Chi hits you like his grandson!"

Tang Chi:...

She turned around and was about to withdraw, but was discovered.

"Hey, isn't that Tang Chi?"

"Tang Chi is here! Tang Chi is here!!"

"Is the video real?"

...

The voices of the onlookers were extremely excited, as if they were about to watch a good show.

Huo Xintong also spotted Tang Chi, his eyes lit up and his voice broke through the clouds: "Sister Chi!"

The two familiar attendants around her were dumbfounded when they heard this sound.

"..."

No way, Tang Chi endured the headache and walked over slowly: "What are you doing?"

Huo Xintong was very excited: "Sister Chi, they said that your video is deceptive and that you are hyping. I said no, you are doing good deeds. They must not believe..."

Huo Xintong knew that Tang Chi must have had an accident at the time, so she did a good job and heard other students discussing. As a result, everyone said that Tang Chi's video was fake. She was so excited that she got into trouble with others.

There were a few boys in basketball uniforms opposite, Zhou Lingcai was among them.

He stood on the very side, looking at Tang Chi blankly.

A boy with Huoya who was confronting Huo Xintong, who was about 1.78 meters long, was really not short. Hearing this, he looked at Tang Chi with a playful expression and seemed to be looking at him: "Tang Chi, Huo Xintong said you hit us. It's like beating a grandson, why don't you let us see and see today?"

"Hahahaha..."

"How dare she hahahahaha!"

"I see Ban Chuan punches down, she can faint directly hahahahahaha!!"

The people around us laughed, Huo Xintong became more and more anxious, she yelled at the people around: "You all wait for me..."

Tang Chi had a headache from being quarreled, and at the same time felt particularly helpless, but she couldn't say that Huo Xintong was talking nonsense, she could only turn her head and said: "Forget it, I don't want to have a bunch of useless grandchildren."

The people around looked at each other, and then a few boys laughed unscrupulously. The boy named Ban Chuan, who was talking to Tang Chi, laughed and joined together, "Okay, Tang Chi, you signed the film and television company, we can understand the hype, don't Substitute yourself too deep..."

As he said, he clicked Tang Chi's shoulder with a big laugh, and Tang Chi's body shook slightly.

Tang Chi:...

Seeing no movement from Tang Chi, Ban Chuan said again: "Everyone is a classmate, and I don't want you to be unsightly, but you see if Huo Xintong's bragging is too much, you can listen to it?"

After speaking, he took his finger to point Tang Chi again.

Huo Xintong was anxious and cursed: "Ban Chuan I will go to your M..."

Before he finished his scolding, Tang Chi, who was still calm before, suddenly shot, pinching Ban Chuan's neck with one hand like lightning, and with a hard effort, he directly passed Ban Chuan's feet off the ground.

Although Ban Chuan is thin, he can't run 120 pounds.

The soft, cute and exquisite girl's face was condensed at this time, full of impatience: "Tip a little bit, you. Mom, click on Lao Tzu to throw the basketball hoop for you, believe it or not?"

All onlookers: "..."