He glanced at the crowd, and his little heart began to tremble: What should I say to my classmates now? Is the teacher better?
Yes, the people standing in the classroom at this moment and saluting Qin Luo are not just the students in the third and seventh class of high school, but also the math teachers in the school.
At this moment, they were like good babies, sitting on their seats, quietly waiting for Qin Luo to take the stage.
"Student Qin, here are the collected IOUs..." As the monitor, Huang Zhen delivered a bag of collected IOUs to Qin Luo.
The white paper has the signature of every "classmate" written on it.
Looking at the "signature" in his hand, Qin Luo wanted to cry without tears.
He doesn't want to sign, he has collected enough signatures, he wants soft sister coins...
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From early morning to sunset, almost a blink of an eye has passed.
During this day, Qin Luo had many more "signatures" in his pocket.
So that the pockets Qin Luo prepared could not fit!
At this moment, Qin Luo regretted it. He regretted the method of arranging IOUs.
Qin Luo originally wanted to squeeze them dry, but he never expected that the person who squeezed them out in the end turned out to be himself.
But now, it's too late to regret, the words have been released, even if they want to take it back, they can't take it back.
Is this the legendary shooting yourself in the foot?
Think about it, Qin Luo has the urge to burst into tears.
"Classmates, next we will, calculus changes..."
...
Beishan Fourth Middle School, in front of the school.
The security captain Gong Rulong stared at the door with vigilant eyes. Within half an hour from school, many young social youths in black vests appeared at the school door.
They chatted on the street corners, or got together to eat fast food in twos and threes.
But they all have one thing in common!
Their eyes have been glanced at the door of Beishan No.4 Middle School.
The security captain knew in his heart that someone in the school must have provoke these bastards.
But who this person is, he doesn't know.
"Captain, how about we call the police." Another security guard came straight to Gong Rulong and said slowly.
Faced with these bastards, they have nothing to do.
Call the police?
Gong Rulong nodded in deep thought for a moment.
Regardless of whether these **** are aimed at schools, the best option is to report to the police.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened to him.
"Tingling bell~" Only a short bell rang, and the whole school suddenly boiled.
After school!
Gong Rulong deliberately closed the door and stopped everyone, but before he could make a move, a group of students swarmed out.
One, two, a group!
He had the intention to stop, but he was powerless to stop.
He can only pray silently in his heart: "Don't have any accidents."
On the corner of the street, on a crimson Mercedes-Benz sports car, Kang Bohao dang a cigar in his mouth, staring unblinkingly at what was happening at the school gate.
Seeing that school is over, a ray of light burst into his pupils.
He stretched out his hand to beckon his subordinates, and said faintly: "After the notice, the tricks will give me highlights. When you see the target, you know what to do!"
"Understood!" The middle-aged strong man responded and turned and walked towards the school gate.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jun's pupils suddenly tightened, and he finally fell to the ground slowly with his heart hanging.
He knew that Compaq was really moving.
The middle-aged brawny man who went away was Zhou Tianhao, the number one thug of Kang Bohao, and he was also a famous killer on Beishan City Road.