[MTL] I Refuse to be a Supporting Character ✔

Chapter 9

The graduation ceremony was as grand as expected, and many school leaders and celebrities attended the ceremony.

Even the students who participated in the ceremony were different from the past. No one was playing the mobile phone privately, and all of them were on the rostrum.

To be precise, it is the man sitting in the middle of the rostrum, like a man who will shine without special effects in comics.

These girls are more girls.

On the rostrum, the school leaders rarely had to use lengthy opening words. They simply said a few words and let the host continue.

Gu Jin's hands overlapped in front of the lower abdomen, with a decent smile on his face, standing slim.

In fact, the ears were quietly erected, and the girls were suppressed and excited to discuss the men on the stage.

"Good and handsome!"

"He also brought glasses, and the temperament of abstinence is temperament!"

"It's too good, guess you have a few abdominal muscles?"

"Hey, still guessing? Definitely dressing is thin, **** and fleshing!"

Unexpectedly, I thought of the hard steel-like chest that hit it. Gu Jin’s heart nodded secretly.

Then, after hearing their topic, they did not pay attention, and went to some unspeakable directions.

The girls who are springing up, Gu Jin is laughing.

She once again moved her eyes to the stage.

It is no wonder that in the middle of the Mediterranean and the beer belly, the figure is excellent and sitting, like a poplar-like man in the desert, it is indeed easier to attract people's attention.

Needless to say, this man looks outstanding and has a strong body, which is the best among men.

Unfortunately, it is not that she can control it.

"Hey, are you saying that?"

Gu Jinzhen was fascinated, and someone slammed into her arm.

"Ah? What?" Gu Jin asked back.

The person who hit her was another hostesses. Her eyes were shining, her face was red and she was staring at the stage: "Mu Mingcheng!"

"Mu Mingcheng?" Gu Jin subconsciously followed it. When she heard the name, she had a sense of familiarity and seemed to have heard it.

"It's the man sitting in the middle." The girl explained, and looked at her incredulously. "You shouldn't even know him, the legendary Muhammad's president."

It doesn't matter if I don't look at it. I saw that she was a little eye-catching. The girl looked at Gu Jin from top to bottom and looked suspiciously: "Are you a new ceremonial team? How have you not seen it before?"

Wonderful, when the ceremonial team recruits women under one meter six or eight. However, the face is pretty, and it is three points better than their captain.

"Yeah," the girl's words made Gu Jin's brain a mess. She didn't want to waste time talking about it, and she smiled and replied, "I just came in for a few days and didn't recognize me quite normal."

However, she smiled very stiffly.

The girl didn't think too much. She patted her arm and said: "You don't have to be nervous. You can follow me afterwards. You will get used to a few more activities in the future."