Chapter 2483

"You know? You know a fart, if you know, you should not let Qin Luo so tired! "

"I see that Qin Luo's illness is mostly caused by you!"

"Wait, I'll be right here!"

Fu Zhendong:! @#￥%……”

Is Qin luolei?

To be honest, Fu Zhendong felt that Qin Luo was not tired at all.

After all, every time there is any topic, for Qin Luo, it is almost easy.

If it's all tired, then other people will be tired to death.

But, want to return to think, Fu Zhendong really dare not say.

After all, no one can know that Qin Luo was ill. reason.

What if he's really tired and sick?

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"pray for Fuyuan? Ha ha... "

In the room, Qin Luo was laughing.

It never occurred to him that things were moving in a dramatic direction.

This NIMA, he's just sick.

What about Fu Zhendong? He was more than himself and killed.

As a matter of fact, Fu Yuan is indeed Fu Yuan. Even when he dies, he has to take the lead.

Qin Luo can even imagine Fu Zhendong's furious scene.

There is a saying that, do not do to others what you do not want.

Now Fu Yuan, you should know what it's like to be wronged, right?

Think about it, Qin Luo decided to give Fu Zhendong a good ideological and political lesson.

So Qin Luo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Fu Zhendong's phone.

After three blind tones, the phone was successfully connected.

"Hello, Fu Yuan, have you ever heard a saying that you should not do to others what you don't want?" Waiting for Fu Zhendong to open his mouth, Qin Luo has already said one step ahead.

Don't do to others what you don't want?

Fu Zhendong was stunned. He was not stupid. Of course, he understood the meaning of Qin Luo's words.

This guy still thinks he's not sick!

"Qin Luo, don't be dazed. Come to the dean's office quickly. I have something to look for you." Do not have the mind to break with Qin Luo, Fu Zhendong immediately said.

"What's the matter? Can't you say it on the phone? "

"Don't talk nonsense. Come here quickly. I can't speak clearly on the phone for a while."

"Emmmmm, OK ~"

listening to Fu Zhendong's angry voice, for no reason, Qin Luo was in a good mood.

Qin Luo turned to get up and washed his teeth and face. A few minutes later, Qin Luo pushed the door of the room.

Coincidentally, the opposite room also opened the door at this time.

A middle-aged woman with a textbook in her arms came out.

Li Qing, teacher of History Department of Yanda University.

"Good morning, Professor Qin..."

"Good morning, Miss Li..."

"By the way, Professor Qin, have you heard? Our premier Fu seems to have cancer. I heard that he can't live long? " Li Qing carefully approached Qin Luo and asked tentatively, "Professor Qin, you have a good relationship with Fu Yuan. Do you think this is true?"

Ha ha ha

Qin Luo's heart is in full bloom. To be honest, he wants to laugh very much.

However, it was a little too good to think about his gloating, so the smile at the edge of his mouth was swallowed by him.

"Mr. Li, we, you and I are both teachers of Yanda University. We should set an example. We should not speculate until the matter is clear."

"If it's true and OK, what if it's a rumor?"

"Don't we become the main disseminator of rumors?"

"Miss Li, you say so." Qin Luo said with a smile.