Has the scumbag actor confessed?

"Ah, Zhong Yi, Zhong Yi! Look, our hero is here! It's that tall and handsome handsome boy! Zhong Yi, come here quickly! Hey, what are you running for! Xiao Li, go and get him He caught it!"

Coach Li has just been promoted to a fourth-degree black belt, walking like the wind, banging on the gong, and catching up with Zhong Yi after a few steps, stretching his legs and tripping: "What are you running, today is up to you to sell class hours!"

Zhong Yi jumped up and ran away after landing, but Coach Li grabbed his belt and pulled it back hard.

Coach Zhang took the opportunity to yell loudly: "Come on, folks, look! Are you handsome? Just ask if you are handsome! You are handsome and have a good brain. Why is that? Yes, it is because you entered our gym I have practiced Taekwondo! Come on, come on, all registrations will be delivered to class time today!"

Zhong Yi's waist was strangled so badly that he broke free from the restraint with a block, tugged at the hem of his Taoist uniform, and asked angrily, "What are you doing? Where's the curator?"

Coach Li was about to answer cheerfully, when he saw the gauze on Zhong Yi's head suddenly, his face changed, "What, someone opened the scoop? I told you to learn Sanda earlier, your actual fighting skills are useless at all." .”

Zhong Yi flicked the bangs on his forehead, trying to cover the gauze, "I accidentally bumped into it while walking. I will rely on my brain for food in the future, and there will be no day when I will actually fight."

"Virtue!" Coach Li snorted, "What a high IQ, we sports school students can hold up half the sky!"

Coach Huang's loudspeaker was still bombarding: "Come, come, take a look at our town hall treasure, he will go to Beijing in the second half of the year! Oh, come on, little brother, go and touch his hand, protect him!" Your grade is no lower than 99; alas, hugging his waist, all diseases will disappear..."

A group of children with missing teeth jumped on Zhong Yi happily.

When the fifth child hung on his shoulders, Zhong Yi became angry, and shivered, Hozen entered the gymnasium with a cold face.

"Don't mind, don't mind, high-achieving students have big tempers. Come, come, scan this on WeChat Pay, and you can enjoy the discount of buying [-] and getting [-] free when you pay in cash. Everyone, line up and come one by one..."

The inside of the gymnasium is not as clean as the outside. Dozens of xiaodouding with white and yellow belts and yellow belts are being punished by the coach to run circles, humming and wriggling quickly.

Zhong Yi avoided this group of caterpillars and walked towards the curator's office. On the way, he met a few Junior Brothers Blue Ribbon who said hello, and nodded back one by one.

The curator's surname is Jin, and he is a middle-aged man with an honest face.

Right now, I was nestling on the sofa watching the small video screen with my mobile phone, gnawing on an apple in my mouth, when I saw Zhong Yi approaching, I straightened up and gave up half a seat, "Hey, why did you hurt your head?"

Zhong Yi didn't go to sit on the sofa, she pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down, stretched her head and neck, and asked, "Where's the big brother, I want to fight with him."

"Yeah."

Curator Jin crunched the apple, "You go to the front to fight, you can attract more people. Today, we have accepted more than a dozen babies in less than two hours since the opening of the museum. This trick that Coach Huang came up with is very effective!"

"What trick? Take me as a mascot?" Zhong Yi saw that the curator was eating so deliciously, and wanted to grab some fruit to eat, but it seemed that there were only apples and bananas, so he had to give up.

"Don't look for it, there is no high-end fruit you want to eat."

Curator Jin poked Zhong Yi's forehead and taught, "It's fine to be picky and picky when eating, and you have to be picky when eating fruits. Raising one of you is more expensive than raising ten pigs! What's wrong with making you a mascot? After so many years of living in gymnasiums, can't you think about generating income for us?"

Zhong Yi dodged Curator Jin's fingers, "You didn't even buy me fruit for my sign. Is there anyone so stingy?"

"Hey you son of a bitch, what's wrong with apples and bananas? Where do you want me to make you whole mangoes and pineapples in winter?"

Zhong Yi drank a glass of milk in the morning, and now she was already hungry, she tilted her head and said nothing.

Curator Jin saw that his chin was pointed and his head was hanging down, and the piece of gauze on his forehead was facing him brightly, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Curator Jin got up and rummaged through the box and found a bag of chocolates, and threw it in front of Zhong Yi with a 'slap', "You brought this over yourself last time, and said it was a gift from your father from Europe."

Zhong Yi opened the bag, peeled one, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "He came back yesterday, and now he doesn't even want to bring presents."

"Your father is back?" Curator Jin looked up at Zhong Yi, and frowned disapprovingly, "Then why are you still in the gymnasium today? You should spend more time with him at home."

Zhong Yi didn't make a sound, and replied after eating the chocolate candy: "What are you doing with him, I'm recommending B to you, he's not as happy as you guys."

"Nonsense, how can any parent be unhappy when they see their child is promising? Your father is just not good at communication. Your child is good at learning, why is he so incomprehensible in getting along with others?"

Curator Jin said a few words to him, watched him eat candies one by one, and sighed, "Oh, it's because you are still young, you are almost graduating from high school, and you are not yet 17. You don't understand. This time has passed in the blink of an eye. When you entered the gymnasium back then, you were only a small overseas Chinese..."

"I am not an overseas Chinese." Zhong Yi declared for the [-]th time: "My mother is from Hong Kong, and I am a Chinese citizen born in the mainland."

"...The dress is completely different from the local children, but how can you know that you will grow up like this in the future?"

Curator Jin continued without listening, "In the past two years, you have grown up, and you look like a young man. Haven't you seen that those little girls outside are staring at you? Oh, I said, Didn’t your school produce some kind of child star? Do you want to try it? You can see that you can be an idol star! "

……

Did the people I met these two days suffer from the same disease?

Zhong Yi stood up, "Is Eldest Brother still coming? If not, I'm leaving."

"Come on, why not come!"

With that said, Curator Jin picked up the phone, "That kid has to go to make up classes first, he is also in his third year of high school, and he needs to take remedial classes for several subjects. You seem to be as smart as you are."

Zhong Yi raised her head slightly, and murmured: "There's nothing good about being smart, and you'll be unhappy."

"Smartness is the greatest wealth." Curator Jin sent a WeChat message urging the senior apprentice to come quickly. He cherishes money like his life, and he will never make a phone call if he can use the wifi data.

"You are like a role model when you were young, leading the children around you to learn from you; when you grow up, you are a leader, leading young people to do practical things with you. The society will only get better and better if you have smart heads like you. As a person, there must be a role model to lead, otherwise how can those stars be so popular now? Right?"

Speaking of celebrities, Zhong Yi immediately thought of the "Girl's Dream" who was going to tutor in the afternoon.

He raised the corners of his lips, turned around and began to warm up, "It's really cool to be able to crush everyone at any time."

"Alas, be proud, let's swell! Xiao Zhong, your wings are not strong enough..." Director Jin raised his foot and kicked Zhong Yi unexpectedly while speaking.

Zhong Yi turned his back to him, dodged without turning his head, jumped three to five meters away, and his smile deepened, "Curator, your bones are rusty, I can even hear them rattling. "

Curator Jin shook his body, and pulled his posture aggressively: "Hey——I'm going to come here today to deal with you, a scoundrel!"