Whether it is Yanjing, Tsinghua, or Huaxia University of Science and Technology...

They are all top schools in China.

But at this moment, they actually sent out invitations to Qin Luo at the same time.

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

"Which school do you think Qin Xueba would choose?"

"Tsinghua University, an old school, and the math department is No. 1 in the country."

"I also think it's Tsinghua..."

Yes, everyone is very sure that Qin Luo will choose Tsinghua, the reason is simple, Tsinghua Mathematics Department ranked first in China, Qin Luo has no other choice.

However, in the next second, they were dumbfounded.

Qin Luo slowly shook his head and said, "I want to take the college entrance examination."

Humph, just this little benefit is like making me give up the upgrade "copy" of the college entrance examination? Sorry for impossible.

Quiet, deadly quiet.

Everyone, including the admissions teachers, opened their eyes wide.

They never expected that Qin Luo would say this kind of answer.

College entrance examination? Ha ha--

All the top colleges and universities across the country line up to invite you to study, but you have to take the college entrance examination.

Step back ten thousand steps and say, even if you take the exam, it is all these schools.

What is the difference between reading now and reading after the college entrance examination.

They wanted to ask Qin Luo: Classmate, are you sure you are kidding us?

In fact, Qin Luo didn't even think about playing with them.

With this time, Qin Luo might as well think about making more money and how to solve Goldbach's conjecture.

Moreover, Qin Luo has another reason to take the college entrance examination, that is, he wants to brush his points.

College entrance examination! China's largest and most extensive exam.

This is simply the ready-made "practice room" Qin Luo has no reason to miss.

"Student Qin, with your current strength, whether you take the college entrance examination or not is the same."

"Teachers, thank you for your kindness, but I have decided." After speaking, Qin Luo turned around and disappeared into everyone's sight after a few seconds...

Refused?

And without hesitation at all.

At this moment, everyone opened their mouths, and there was no sound at all.

Among them is Zhou Youwei, the principal of Beishan Fourth Middle School.

He narrowed his eyes, staring straight at Qin Luo, and there was a storm in his heart.

Qin Luo refused the invitation from the top universities in China, and when he refused, there were more than 20...

"Guru..." Zhou Youwei swallowed and said with emotion in his heart: Qin Luo is a real drop of cowhide.

Along the way, Qin Luo endured the scorching eyes of the scumbags, with envy, jealousy, and a touch of hatred.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is still shining, and the warm sun shines on his face, making Qin Luo thoughts full of thoughts.

What years are there to be quiet, it's just that the Xueba will carry the weight for you.

This situation continued for Qin Luo to enter the third-seventh class of senior high school, and this was a little better.

Most of Qin Luo's classmates, they knew Qin Luo well.

"Jingle bell~"

A bell rang, and the history teacher walked in according to the textbook.

He glanced around, and when he saw Qin Luo, his face suddenly stiffened.

It seems to be myself...

As a high school student, Qin Luo expressed his helplessness: Should he be concerned about being handsome? Should I be asked for better grades?

In response, Qin Luo just wanted to say "Thank you teacher."

As Qin Luo was preparing to face the storm, the history teacher smiled slightly and looked at Zhou Lang beside him.

Is it? Qin Luohu was born with an unknown premonition.

His hunch will come true in the next second.

"Zhou Lang!"

"To~"

"Tell me, the story of the Huanghuagang Uprising..."

Huanghuagang? Can you eat it?

If you can, then give me ten catties.