Smell speech, Li Zi Ting frowned, "go to class."

"I... I have something at home. I have to go back in a minute." Ganlu thought of a lame reason.

Li Ziting's eyes gave her a deep glance. Suddenly he reached for her wrist and pulled her up from the chair. He said faintly, "follow me."

"Where to? Aren't you going to have a meeting with the coach? "

Asked manna strangely.

Liziting didn't pay attention to her any more. He just took her hand and left the dressing room with strong strength.

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Ganlu asks Li Ziting where to take her all the way, but he doesn't answer.

When Li Ziting took her hand and appeared at the football team meeting, she felt that he was killing himself. Obviously, he felt that the incident in the dressing room was not enough.

“……”

Sitting in the conference room, coaches, teaching assistants, female managers, and team members all stare at the hands they hold with an incredible look.

The fat man in the shirt sat in the middle of it, with the expression of "I know the truth and I can't tell it in time"

It was so quiet in the meeting room that even the voice of people taking a breath seemed very loud.

Ganlu hesitated to release his hand, but liziting held it tightly and controlled her with some force.

The mature coach is the first one to react. He stares at their hands and asks, "Li Ziting, what's the matter?"

"It's OK. I'll come to the meeting."

Liziting sits Ganlu at the conference table. Ganlu feels that the chair is full of sharp needles, which makes her unable to sit.

The coach stopped for a long time and didn't say anything. At last, looking at Li Ziting, he said, "maybe... You should go to the headmaster's office for a meeting."

……

Ten minutes later, Ganlu was dragged into the headmaster's office by liziting.

There are three auditions.

It's a very serious three court trial.

The head teacher, the discipline director, and the headmaster sat there and called a Bi Duan Bi Zheng. They all looked at Li Ziting with heartbreaking eyes, just like what suffering Jesus he was

Manna can only be regarded as not seeing.

She understood that in the eyes of the public, her match with Li Ziting is the same as dog dung with fresh flowers, which is still a national treasure

Ganlu and liziting stood upright in front of the headmaster's desk. They tried to take their hands out of his hands many times, but they couldn't do it.

She poked the palm of his hand with her fingertips, and Li Ziting did not move.

He just stood there straight, with a beautiful face and no emotion.

The head teacher first broke the silence, looked at the two people holding hands together and said, "Li Ziting, so to speak, is the ID of your school forum not stolen?"

Look, people all over the world think Li Ziting has been stolen.

Ganlu looked at the head teacher's sad face without saying a word

"Yes." Li Ziting answered coldly but firmly.

The discipline director, a bald middle-aged man in his fifties, immediately said, "do you know how old you are now?"

"Seventeen."

Li Ziting answered without any hesitation.

"..." the discipline director choked.

It's obvious that Li Ziting is the one in the third hall. She doesn't have to express any opinions on this piece of shit, so Ganlu obediently plays the role of the lost voice.

Unable to earn Li Ziting's hand, Ganlu begins to tease him with obedience and keeps scratching his hand