Chapter 243： My daughter, bad grades, you know

However, something even more unimaginable happened in the next second.

Qin Luo smiled faintly and slowly said, "I make up lessons, but they are very expensive."

"It doesn't matter, two hundred per class, I can stand it."

"..."

As soon as this word came out, everyone was stunned.

Make up!

School is a prohibited behavior!

But the current situation is true, one dares to say, the other dares to do!

what is this? To grab business with the school? One class is 200!

Emmmm, didn't they have a broken brain? How dare to grab business with the school!

For a while, everyone's eyes quickly shifted to the history teacher "Tie Lin"

They want to see how "Tie Lin" will react.

Grab business! Absolutely grab business!

These two hairy boys don't put him in the eye at all, and they still have a class 200! This is simply higher than his salary.

Unbearable, unbearable.

His face was uncertain, and he decided to give Qin Luo a bit of color!

"Qin Luo!"

"To!"

"Do you know what this is!"

"Teacher, haven't I yet agreed?" Qin Luo twitched his mouth and explained quickly.

He hadn't planned to agree to Huang Zhen, he just teased Huang Zhen. For hundreds of dollars, wasting hundreds of points of learning dominance is not cost-effective, not cost-effective.

"Humph! Of course you can't agree to it now, but you'll agree to it when no one is there." Lao Zhang said confidently, "Don't think that your little flower intestines can fool the teacher. I'm not afraid to tell you that I eat. Salt, more rice than you eat."

Brain supplement, brain supplement, continue brain supplement! Zhang Lin frantically fills up the picture of Qin Luo making up lessons.

"Teacher, I really didn't mean that." Qin Luo cried.

I didn't think about it so much by myself. Have you made up everything for your brain again?

"Hmph, only you know if there is any." Lao Zhang glared at Qin Luo "viciously", and a sly light flashed in his pupils: "However, if you really want to help your classmates, it's not impossible."

"I have a daughter who studies in No. 1 Middle School and her grades are not very good... If you have time, you can help her review."

review?

Qin Luo suddenly realized that, yes, after a long time, he still came around. It turns out that you are always thinking of making up classes.

Quiet, deadly quiet.

The whole classroom was silent.

Everyone's eyes were staring straight at Lao Zhang, with an incredible face.

History teacher Zhang Lin not only failed to stop Qin Luo, but also asked her to help her daughter make up lessons.

What's this? Helping to abuse.

"Teacher? This doesn't seem to be in compliance with the rules, right?" Some students whispered under the audience.

"It's not in compliance with the rules, what's not in compliance, the school prohibits make-up classes outside of school, so let's not make up classes in school." History teacher Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's also normal for students to help each other. ..."

Ha ha……

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, and there was a trace of scorching heat in their eyes looking at Qin Luo.

No one wants to be a schoolmaster, and they are no exception.

Ha... Ha ha ha...

Feeling the scorching gaze from all directions, the corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched, dark lines on his forehead.

One, two, three... There are 42 students in the class, plus Lao Zhang's daughter, for a total of 43 people.

How much do you have to learn? Are they trying to squeeze themselves out?

There was a time when Qin Luo was the only one to squeeze others out. He never thought that he would be squeezed out.