Chapter 258

He glanced at the crowd, his heart began to tremble: I should now say that the students are good? Is it better to be a teacher?

Yes, at this moment, the people standing in the classroom, saluting Qin Luo, are not only the students in class 7 of senior high school, but also the math teachers in the school.

At this moment, they are like good babies, sitting in their seats, quietly waiting for Qin Luo to come on stage.

"Mr. Qin, here are the receipts collected..." As a monitor, Huang Zhen sent a bag of collected IOU to Qin Luo.

On the white paper was written the signature of each "classmate".

Looking at the "signature" in his hand, Qin Luo wanted to cry without tears.

He doesn't want to sign. He has collected enough signatures. He wants soft money

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from early morning to dusk, the time has almost passed in the blink of an eye.

In this day, Qin Luo's pocket and many more "signature".

So that Qin Luo's pocket can't hold it!

At this moment, Qin Luo regretted that he had put forward the method of making IOU.

At first, Qin Luo wanted to squeeze them out, but he didn't expect that it was himself who finally drained them.

But now, regret is also late, words have been put out, even if you want to take back, can not take back.

Is this the legend of lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot?

Think about it, Qin Luo has an impulse to burst into tears.

"Students, next we will change calculus..."

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Beishan NO.4 middle school, school gate.

Gong Rulong, the security captain, stares at the door with vigilance. In the short time of half an hour from school, there are many young people in black waistcoats at the school gate.

They either chat on the street corner, or get together in twos and threes for fast food.

But they all have one thing in common!

Their eyes have been glancing at the gate of No.4 Middle School of Beishan.

The security captain knew that someone in the school must have provoked these bastards.

But who this man was, he did not know.

"Captain, why don't we call the police." Another security guard went straight to Gong Rulong and said slowly.

There's nothing they can do about them.

Call the police?

Gong Rulong pondered for a moment and nodded heavily.

Whether these punks are targeting schools or not, the police are the best choice.

But just then, something unexpected happened to him.

"Ding Lingling ~" only heard a short bell ring, the whole school immediately boiling up.

School is over!

Gong Rulong wants to close the gate and stop the crowd, but before he has any action, a group of students will rush out.

One, two, a group!

He wanted to stop, but he couldn't.

Now he can only pray silently in his heart: "never have an accident."

At the corner of the street, on a dark red Mercedes Benz, with a cigar in his mouth, conberhaut kept his eyes on what happened at the school gate.

Seeing the school after school, he burst out a wisp of essence in his pupil.

He stretched out his hand to recruit his subordinates, and said faintly: "notice down, all the moves will show me bright spots. When you see the target, you know how to do it!"

"Understand!" The middle-aged man answered and turned to the school gate.

See this scene, Liu Jun's pupil suddenly constricts, he hangs the heart to finally slowly land.

He knew that camphor was real.

The middle-aged and strong man who went away in response was Zhou Tianhao, the number one thug under Kang Po Hao. At the same time, he was also a famous God of killing on Beishan city road.