Sleep until you wake up naturally, and count the money until you get cramps.
Think about this kind of life-erosion.
At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang, and Qin Luo took out his cell phone to see that it was Feng Huadong's phone.
"Qin Luo, I heard you made an app recently?" Feng Huadong's voice looked dull on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, Teacher Feng."
...
After receiving a positive answer, Feng Huadong fell silent immediately.
After a long while, Feng Huadong's sighed voice came from the phone: "I really don't know how to say that you are energetic? Or are you too talented. Your current main task is to deal with IMO, and other things can be done slowly. ."
Qin Luo nodded and said seriously, "Teacher Feng, don't worry, I know."
"It's fine if you know, the Fields Award is your goal, and the money you will earn by that time will be enough to double ten times." Feng Huadong warned earnestly: "By the way, you should quickly clean up these two days. The morning after Plane at 9 o'clock."
"Knowing Teacher Feng, why do you look like my mother, long-winded..."
"..." Feng Huadong's body suddenly stiffened and his face was full of internal flow. He felt like a dog at this moment.
Is he long-winded? His kind reminder, OK!
But why doesn't he really know?
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On November 28, the International Olympic Mathematical Competition was held in the United States.
On November 26, a group of Chinese schoolmasters were ready to go.
At 5 o'clock in the morning, it was still dark, and the bus from Huaxia Shulian arrived at Yanjing University on time.
At 5:10, Qin Luo and other students boarded the bus on time.
At 5:30, the bus arrived at Yanjing International Airport.
Looking at the dark weather, Qin Luo glared at Feng Huadong with contempt.
Because Wang Xuecai and others were busy with the report meeting, Feng Huadong was still the leader of the team this time.
Well, only Feng Huadong would be stingy and let them take this special flight.
Qin Luo was quite dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Digital Federation.
What considers jet lag? What consider personnel?
Qin Luo felt that most of them were reluctant to spend money.
Boarding the plane, a group of team members suddenly became excited.
"Fuck. I didn't expect Gong Yi to participate in the IMO one day. Thinking about it is so exciting..."
"Hey, if that champion can come back, what would it be like..."
Think about that picture? He couldn't help the joy in his heart and laughed out loud.
"By the way, Qin Luo heard that you used a body brushing app?" Huang Zhen, who had been taciturn, suddenly said.
"Yes, if you don't tell me, I forgot to maintain it today." With that, Qin Luo took out the computer from his backpack and logged in to the application store management interface.
"Huh~ the number of downloads has increased so much?" Looking at the numbers in front of him, Qin Luo felt unreal.
In one day, the number of downloads soared from 5,800 to 26,400. In one day, the number of downloads soared by 20,000, and the number of active users reached 17,500.
What's the matter?
Qin Luo remembered that he didn't publicize it yesterday, so why did it suddenly increase so much? Is it because of Weibo?
Thinking about it, Qin Luo logged into Weibo.
"Deep dick~"
A series of reminders, 999 comments instantly!
The number of fans has skyrocketed from 2,000 to 18,000! Qin Luo was immediately taken aback.
Looking down, Qin Luo found the reason for the surge.
His chalk college entrance examination has been reprinted by many self-media.