Chapter 237

At this moment, Zhou Lang was more confused than ever before.

If only I could read more points.

So he looked at Qin Luo with his eyes for help. His lips were slightly open, and he said in silence, "boss, please help."

Qin Luo looked up at the sky at 45 ° and slowly raised his right hand.

"Teacher, I want to go to the toilet!"

"Bang!"

As soon as a word came out, the classroom suddenly fell into a large area, and many people's eyes were staring out.

They thought that Qin Luo would help Zhou Lang answer questions!

"Yes

"Thank you, teacher." Qin Luo turned around and left the classroom without looking back.

At this moment, Qin Luo, as a load-bearing Xueba, decided to put down his burden and have a good rest.

"Qin Luo!" Far away came Zhou Lang's shrill roar.

"Ding ~ detected the grudge of Xueba, the host Xueba value + 56..."

Qin Luo smiles and looks at Zhou Lang with a kind face: "please don't blame me, Zhou Lang, I'm also for you..."

“…… I treat you as a brother, but you treat me as a salted fish

"But am I a salted fish? No

"He is a giant dragon hidden in the abyss and can take off at any time!"

Zhou Lang is angry. If he can, he even wants to slap Qin Luo in the face.

When Qin Luo came back to the teacher after going to the toilet, there was no figure of Zhou Lang in the seat beside him.

Where is the man?

Squatting in the corner and drawing circles

Ha ha, you may not believe it, I am really for you.

Helplessly looked at Zhou Lang, Qin Luo's attention returned to the classroom.

After a class, Qin Luo gained 38 points of learning hegemony value, very few! But if you take them all, there is no reason to spit back.

For Xueba value!

Qin Luo: only in, not out!

Twenty minutes later, under Zhou Lang's gloomy eyes, he finally came to an end.

"Class's over at last!" Zhou Lang was relieved.

As a chubby Qianlong, he didn't want to be noticed at all.

What's wrong with Qianlong? I'm happy to be a Qianlong.

When Zhou Lang was celebrating secretly, the history teacher who came to the door suddenly turned around and looked at Zhou Lang again: "Zhou Lang!"

"Come on

"Let me remind you in advance that if you can't answer the history class tomorrow, you will be at your own risk!"

With that, the history teacher swaggered out of the classroom.

Before leaving, he glared at Qin Luo fiercely: little boy, I can't cure you, can't I cure your brother?

Zhou Lang? my brother?

Ha ha

Qin Luo turned his head and took a deep look at Zhou Lang, his eyes were full of deep feeling - brother should put his knife in both sides for himself.

"Thank you, brother ~"

and at this moment, Zhou Lang, squatting in the corner of the wall and drawing a circle, is totally stupid.

What the hell is going on? How can a history teacher get involved with himself? It doesn't make sense! I just want to be a happy Qianlong!

At the thought of the cold words before the history teacher left, Zhou Lang couldn't help shivering, and his eyes drifted to Qin Luo unconsciously.

"Do you want Qin Luo to help you make up your lessons? Maybe I can become a bully. " Thinking of this, Zhou Lang's eyes brightened and ran to qinluo with his 180 Jin beer belly.

The greedy eyes made Qin Luo shudder.

"Big man..."

"Don't say it. I understand it." Before Zhou Lang finished speaking, Qin Luo interrupted Zhou Lang's words.