Chapter 9

"Professor Qin, I have different opinions."

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

Everyone turned their eyes to Qin Ze. Zhang Mingyu raised her eyebrows and looked sideways.

In full view of the public, Qin Ze suddenly echoed in his mind the song he listened to last night, a song from the integral mall. The lyrics were like this: "the more quiet the crowd is

Become more and more ignored

I want to make an accident myself

Like suddenly singing... "

In everyone's eyes, is he the clown who flatters everyone?

Qin Ze smiled slightly, shook off his face and turned pale. He grabbed Zhao Ba Liang and calmly walked to the podium. Go to the big blackboard composed of four small blackboards, erase all the handwriting of the old man, pick up a piece of chalk, and write hard under the glare of everyone, including the old man. The handwriting is scrawly, but it flows like a cloud. He writes in Chinese, Those who do good read along: "In the hundreds of years when the gold standard ruled the economy, the financial resources of all countries were flat and uniform, without ups and downs, sudden wealth, and the possibility of making him soar. For many restless people, it was undoubtedly an era of despair and hardship... The advent of the era of credit paper money gave more people the opportunity to change their lives, and also created the possibility of unlimited growth of world wealth. Human life will be completely changed Change, life will be full of opportunities... However, "when writing here, Qin Ze paused, glanced at Zhang Mingyu, and his mouth was disdainful, Continue to write: "deflation and inflation are like women's menstruation. They greet human life all over the world from time to time. You may get rich overnight, but you may also lose all your wealth overnight. You can buy a car yesterday, but today you can only buy a loaf of bread. If God opens his eyes to the world in his busy schedule, he will admire the American government. No, it is the wisdom of the governments all over the world!"

Qin Ze turned around and faced more than 200 students, "This excerpt is the author's satire of the American government and the governments of all countries in the world. He is laughing at the fact that credit paper money is the most ridiculous and shameless lie in the history of human currency. Of course, just like Chinese is broad and profound, pro sister and pro sister are not the same thing, and loving sister and loving sister are not the same thing. If the Russian heritage is not deep, we really can't see the irony of the author's connotation."

Zhangmingyu's face was instantly gloomy.

Pro sister and pro sister are not the same thing

Professor Qin's mouth twitched.

At this time, the bell rang after class. Qin Ze didn't dare to look at his father's face. With a flick of his finger, he put the chalk into the chalk box like a piece of shit. He clapped his hands and said faintly, "I'll write the translation of the excerpt, and the students will copy it. Don't thank me, please call me Lei Feng."

Being able to read Russian and being able to translate Russian have completely different meanings.

In the silence, he walked out of the classroom with the bell.

pretty

I'll give myself full marks!

A Xiake who kills one person in ten steps and stays for thousands of miles seems natural and unrestrained. In fact, he is afraid of being retaliated by others or being caught by officers and soldiers. This is called stopping at a good time and running away after being forced. Qin Ze walked out of the classroom slowly and immediately accelerated his pace. At the same time, the voice of the system rang out in his mind: "the main task is to show the sage in front of the person, complete! Reward the host 200 points."

Qin Ze lowered his head and naturally opened the task interface. This task is not like that of Qin Baobao. After completion, the task prompt disappears, and it is still there: "main task: Xiansheng in front of people (1/15)"

"This NIMA is a serial mission!?" Qin Ze understood.

"According to the desire of the host's heart, he is eager to make a splash in front of people, be concerned by the crowd, be cheered by girls, and be shocked by homosexuals. Therefore, this task is a serial task."

"That's over. Such inner desires are endless. I can't do them all my life."

The system didn't respond.

"Qin Ze!" A call came from behind.

Three guys in the 303 dormitory rushed out of the classroom and caught up with Qin Ze.

Li Liang said, "great God, please accept my knee."

Liu Ziqiang: "how can you speak Russian? We don't know."

Qin Ze has no advantages in his life, that is, he is good at talking and talking nonsense, and his face doesn't change: "you don't know who my father is."

The three guys immediately realized that there were not many people in the class who knew about the father son relationship between Professor Qin and Qin Ze, but Qin Ze didn't hide it from his roommate. After all, it's not a secret, but it's not like hyping it up. These days, you go to the student union to catch a student casually, which may be the relationship between the school's XX leader and XX teacher.

Professor Qin is a strange man who is proficient in Russian, English and Japanese. His son can explain it if he knows a little Russian.

Zhao Ba Liang's PU fan slapped Qin Ze on the shoulder and almost knocked him to the ground: "if you don't help the wall, I'll take you."

Li Liangmei danced in a flying color: "you didn't look at Zhang Mingyu's face, just like looking at you like someone who killed his father and enemy."

"This face is really too painful, especially the sentence:" Russian is not deep... "I figured it out. Only dogs that don't bark bite." Liu Ziqiang's secluded way.

The four of them went down the teaching building and were about to go to the canteen together. Qin Ze's mobile phone rang once, took out a look, and sent a message: "wait for me on the second floor of the canteen."

Remark Name: "old man"

Qin Ze calmly put his mobile phone back in his pocket, walked to the door of the canteen and waved to his roommate, "my father asked me to have dinner. Go by yourself. Meet at the door of the canteen later and drive black together."

The second floor is the teachers' canteen, and the flow of people is obviously much less than that on the first floor, which is not too cold and bustling. The environment is not bad. More importantly, the food is not of the same grade. The old man is a rather staid and serious person, but he won't bring his son to improve the food every day and every day. He doesn't make special things. In the past, Qin Ze was shameless and followed up.

Qin Ze chose a position by the window and waited silently.

Ten minutes later, the magnanimous old man slowly walked up the second floor, glanced around, walked towards the dining window, and greeted the teachers he knew with a smile along the way.

A moment later, he sat opposite Qin Ze with the food, two meat, two vegetables, one soup and two bowls of rice. The quantity was very sufficient, and the appearance was more exquisite than the student's food cooked in a cauldron.

The old man has no rules for eating, and he doesn't pay attention to what he eats, doesn't say anything, doesn't sleep, and just chews slowly, so he looks particularly elegant. But the elder brother and sister have not inherited the advantages of the old man at all. Usually, he and Qin Baobao are both holding rice bowls, lying on the sofa, watching TV while eating, and occasionally grabbing vegetables. If this were at home, the old man would lift the table.

"When can I speak Russian?" The old man took his rice, ate a chopstick, chewed it carefully, and his tone seemed to ask casually.

coming!

Qin Ze lowered his head to cook rice, and his brain turned sharply. The next second he thought of a good word: "after learning for more than half a year, he usually runs to the foreign language department and listens to classes when he is free. He watches videos at home without class and learns pronunciation. Russian is actually very interesting. I prefer Russian to English. I think that after graduation, I will pave the way for myself as soon as possible, so I won't be overwhelmed by my skills."

In fact, he wanted to say, exchange 100 points, seconds understand!

The content of this task is: "translate this paragraph of Russian, and suppress Zhang Mingyu's arrogance, so as to shock the whole hall!"

Without task props, he can only spend points to exchange for "Russian proficiency". Fortunately, I had a deep understanding of the points mall before, and soon found the language department and chose to exchange intermediate Russian proficiency. And the task rewards 200 points. After deducting the converted points, he only earned 100 points.

"It's good for you to have this understanding... How do you talk?" The old man was happy, and suddenly found that his son's words were wrong. He was a professor in this school that issued broken diplomas.

Qin Ze pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"How is your sister recently?"

"It's OK. We go to and from work on time every day. After dinner, we watch TV and play with the computer. We definitely go to bed before 11 o'clock. On weekends, we go out for a stroll, drink coffee and occasionally eat hot pot." Qin Ze added in his heart, "then play the game."

Qin Ze needs to report his sister's situation to the old man from time to time. Although his sister is excellent in IQ, she is too heartless in life and can't reassure her parents at 25. Qin Ze is different. He is undoubtedly a loser in IQ, but he has been a good child since childhood, stable and mature, and her parents are very reassured.

"You haven't been home for a month. Your mother misses you very much and comes back for dinner on the weekend." The old man nodded to show that he knew.

"Mom won't arrange a blind date for her again." Qin Ze tentatively said.

My mother is very worried about Qin Baobao's marriage, especially the neighbors who have married their daughters with grandchildren for decades, but Qin Baobao hasn't even brought home a boyfriend. If her daughter doesn't work hard, she has to be a mother. All over the world, she is looking for a golden turtle son-in-law for her daughter. For this reason, she also bought a SLR, specially took photos for Qin Baobao, and arranged a blind date every three to five. Qin Baobao took pains to go home less and less. The last time he went home was last month.

Qin Zexin said, mom, if you put this mind on me, your son may have a baby.

"It's time for her to talk to someone." The old man said.

"Don't worry, I don't have a girlfriend." Qin Ze's sour lane.

"She's twenty-five, can't she be in a hurry? Can you be the same as her? It's not too late for a man to get married in his thirties. But how many years of youth does a woman have? Once a woman is thirty, the river will decline, and she can't stop. Who cares about you when she wants to marry a good family?"

It's like she's thirty-five. Is she twenty-five. Qin Ze pie pie mouth, disapprove.

"Does she have a boyfriend?"

Qin Ze thought for a while, and thought it should be. Yesterday I saw her wearing sexy underwear... But I didn't dare to say this, for fear that the old man would slap and shout him to death.