Chapter 178: What the hell is weakness?

It can only be said that Xiao Wang's expectations for Gu Xi'an are too high, and from some physiological perspectives, she is destined to be the one below. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Of course, even if she changes her position, she can't do the one who takes advantage~~~

Xiao Wang's thoughts were scattered a little far away for a while, and Gu Xi'an and He Yongjie stood here watching her pupils begin to dilute.

"Well, Xiao Wang, you see if it's time for us to go to the organizing committee now, I'm afraid it will be too late if it's a little later."

After waiting for a few minutes, Xiao Wang showed no signs of returning to his soul, He Yongjie could only remind him that this was a newcomer, and he could still lose his mind at this time.

Xiao Wang couldn't help blushing when he came back to his senses, and he was embarrassed to explain his belly slander, so he hurriedly led people out.

Gu Xi'an is 001, and she can't be late if other players can, otherwise she won't be sent to pick her up alone.

The venue where the lottery was held was in the large conference room in the office building of the organizing committee, Gu Xi'an was shaken by a burst of flashing lights as soon as she entered the door, and her already slender body couldn't help but shake, and it was so delicate that people wanted to step forward to help her slender little waist.

The reporters put down the angle camera and looked confused, they would get the list beforehand, knowing that the person brought by Xiao Wang with two tiger teeth was the mysterious 001.

But who is this guy with a weak temperament in front of you?

The reporters hesitated and flipped through the information in the access device, and the gender was female. . . That's right...

Most of the players in the conference room have already come, and there are also a few guests who like to join in the fun, including Jian Lihua and Ye Tianyue, who are particularly curious about Gu Xi'an. The staff of the organizing committee are all in place at this time, waiting for the players to arrive, and when the time comes, they will officially enter the lottery grouping link.

Of course, the early players, especially the pre-tournament favourites, were interviewed.

The reporters hesitated, not sure whether the person in front of them was No. 001 or not, and no one stepped forward to do an interview, which made Gu Xi'an breathe a sigh of relief, she was really too lazy to speak now.

"Hey, that little guy is here."

Ye Tianyue raised his hand and poked Jian Lihua's waist carelessly, and was immediately slapped away by Jian Lihua.

"You better look at the person next to her, you should be familiar."

Ye Tianyue's biggest problem is that he always feels that the other party is blind! The two people who entered the door were really invisible?

"Next to her?" Ye Tianyue's eyes moved, and he almost fell off the chair: "Why is the third uncle here?" ā€

Still have such a good relationship with that 001?

Could it be that what was circulated in the clan back then was true? Does he, the third uncle, really like to attack students? Otherwise, what are the two of them standing so close to!

This stimulation is a bit big, Ye Tianyue's heart is pounding, he patted his chest and leaned towards Jian Lihua, and was unceremoniously pushed out by the other party.

"Stay away from me!"

"Hey, I'm frightened, can't I lean on you?"

Ye Tianyue muttered dissatisfiedly, the eyes of the deer were full of grievances, the green tendons on Jian Lihua's forehead jumped, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up with a presumptuous evil smile.

"Want to lean on me?"

Raise your hand and put it on the other person's waist.

"Want me to comfort you?"

The other hand was already pinching the other's chin.

"What do you think is good?"

With his head lowered, he spit lightly in Ye Tianyue's ear, and the deer's eyes were instantly confused, and Bai Tian was completely stupid.

He Yongjie's eyes flickered and flickered, and finally the flash light was a little weaker, so that he could vaguely see the situation in the conference room, and he was immediately frightened by the emotional performance in the back.

"Tianyue, what are you doing here?"

What did he just see?!

The kid of their Ye family actually openly hugged a big man?!

That's how his good big brother educated his son?!

"Three, third uncle!"

Ye Tianyue came back to his senses from his bewilderment, jumped up with a swish, he raised his hand and rubbed his chin, and wanted to rub his waist again, all the places that Jian Lihua had touched just now made him feel weird that he was crawled by insects.

"Tianyue, don't you want to introduce me?"

He Yongjie's voice was cloudy, although he hadn't been back to the Ye family for a long time, the Ye family's house rules should not have changed, if this guy dared to take a boyfriend back, it would definitely be the lightest to have his leg broken.

"Introduction? Oh, introduce," Ye Tianyue didn't know what he was nervous about, he quickly moved his gaze to Gu Xi'an: "Hello, I'm the nephew of the third uncle, Ye Tianyue, you are Gu Xi'an's classmate, I've watched your preliminaries and semi-finals, and your performance is very good, continue to work hard in the finals." ā€

He Yongjie's face became darker and darker, and he lifted Ye Tianyue's shoulder and turned him around to face Jian Lihua: "I'm asking you to introduce your good friend." ā€

The good word bites very hard, and you don't have to listen carefully to hear the ingredient of gnashing your teeth in it.

"Oh, you said he, he was a classmate in my military academy, his name was Jian Lihua, and he is now serving in the Ninth Army of the Fifth Frontier Line, and this is the first time we have met after graduation."

Ye Tianyue carefully explained that the two of them were really not what they had just seen, and he didn't know what this guy was crazy just now.

Jian Lihua stood up calmly, as if the person who had just teased Ye Tianyue was never him, his gaze swept from Gu Xi'an and fell on He Yongjie.

"Hello, I am Jian Lihua, Tianyue's military academy classmate, and I am also the guest who took the lead in recommending Gu to the finals this time."

When He Yongjie carried Ye Tianyue angrily, Gu Xi'an had already sat sideways on the chair in the front row, she was afraid that she would still be dizzy and want to vomit when she walked too much, and she only ate two bean paste buns for breakfast, which would make her stomach sing an empty city plan, and her legs were a little weak when she was hungry.

Hearing Jian Lihua mention her name, her drooping head finally raised and looked over.

"Why?"

Why recommend her? She thinks she doesn't have to occupy this spot to make it to the finals.

The smile on Jian Lihua's face couldn't help but deepen: "We want to give other players a chance." ā€

When Gu Xi'an restarted, the posture was simply to let the wolf into the flock, which was too tragic, and it was rare for him to have compassion.

Gu Xi'an tilted his head as if to ponder the meaning of these words: "But you have made me lose the opportunity to understand my opponent. ā€

"That's how the final gets interesting."

"Maybe."

Gu Xi'an lay on the back of the chair, and he didn't bother to say more when he got the answer.

He Yongjie's attention was attracted by the conversation between the two, and he didn't care about interrogating Ye Tianyue again, but he still didn't feel at ease and sent the problem he encountered to his eldest brother.

"Thank you for recommending An An to the finals, this is the first time in a hundred years that someone from our Nanxing has entered the finals."

After staying in Jienanxing for twenty years, He Yongjie has begun to call himself a Jienanxing.

"This is what Gu deserves."

Jian Lihua replied with a smile, Gu Xi'an couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glanced at him, this guy's kung fu to divert attention and topics without a trace is really high.

It's just that the Ye family is rich in silly white sweetness? Otherwise, why is his teacher like this, and his nephew is still like this.