Chapter 104: Xueji school grass too overbearing 11

Gu Chengtou did not return to leave the girl.
Song Wen followed, looking at the girl's somewhat embarrassing look and shrugging.
Society, my city brother, has always been like this.
When you are in a good mood, you may be willing to swear. When you are not in the mood, you will not bother to do it.
The two arrived at the stadium.
Someone is already there, and seeing the two people is of course greeting.
Gu Cheng threw the jacket aside: "You fight first, I go to buy water."
"Remember to bring me a bottle, thank you City!"
"City, two bottles!"
Gu Cheng stretched out a hand and waved backwards, indicating that he knew.
He went to the commissary, bought a few bottles of water, and picked a few packs of snacks. When it came to the stadium, the situation was a bit wrong.
The second class of people, and others are up.
The voice of Song Wen passed away: "It is our first come!"
Opposite an arrogant sound: "We are still playing here at noon, is it scheduled to be booked at noon?"
Gu Cheng frowned and looked at the past.
There is some disparity in the apparent strength of both sides.
A group of boys standing opposite the second class, the height is generally higher than the second class boys, muscular, and in stark contrast to the second class of weak chicken represented by Song Wen.
Gu Cheng looked up for a while and recognized several acquaintances.
A group of sports students are all school basketball teams, and they have always been arrogant on weekdays.
He walked over with the bag.
"Zhang Zhihui, come to grab our second class?"
The cold voice sounded, the other party called the most powerful one, and the boy who was obviously the leader stunned.
"Gu Cheng?" He had a sly smile on his face.
"Is this your class?" The boy named Zhang Zhihui pointed to a group of Song Wen.
Gu Cheng did not speak, only looked at him.
Zhang Zhihui apparently did not expect that he could back this way.
He deliberately came to the second class. Recently, the school basketball team entered several newcomers. Today, he took a few people out to practice. When he saw the second class of this group of cultural students, he started to erect a prestige in front of his schoolmates.
Just did not count, but want to put a force in front of the school brother, actually met the comet of Gucheng.
But today, you must not lose face in front of your schoolmates.
Zhang Zhihui smiled and said: "Gu Cheng, we have booked this stadium at noon, and your class really came later."
He whispered: "Today, take the school brother out to play, you give me a face, take a step back..."
"roll!"
Zhang Zhihui’s smile is dead on his face.
Gu Cheng stared at him ridiculously: "What do you count, with me to give a face?"
Zhang Zhihui looked blue and green: "Gu Cheng, don't give your face a shame!"
Gu Cheng threw the bag in his hand on the open space and moved his wrist: "Give me a face? With you also match?"
"Say again, don't block us from playing, rolling!"
Zhang Zhihui didn't move. A high-ranking player behind him couldn't help it: "I'm which hair you are hanging, it's quite arrogant. Rolling? Roll your mom..."
The group of basketball players, used to be used in the Qingyuan II in the weekdays.
They often act together with a group of people, and they are all high-powered. The average student sees them all around. Over time, they have raised a temper of the world’s first.
Unfortunately, they met Gu Cheng.
When Zhang Zhihui heard the sentence of the younger brother, he felt that it was a bad thing.
He hadn't had time to scream, Gucheng moved.
Everyone did not respond, and the high-ranking player who was yelling was turned to the ground by his foot.