General Three Company!
Completely checkmate!
Looking at the "handsome" Qin Daoming who couldn't move, his eyes widened.
Woj, he will be checkmate now? what's the situation?
Until now, he has not even recovered.
"Second Uncle, you lost..." Qin Luo kindly reminded Qin Daoming not to speak for a long time.
Did you lose? Indeed lost.
Qin Dao Ming almost shattered his teeth and stared at Qin Luo angrily: "One more game!"
Ten minutes later, Zhao Ming's double "cars" once again put Qin Daoming to death.
"One more game!"
In eight minutes, he was defeated again.
"Come again!"
This time, Qin Luo only took five minutes.
Time was shorter than every time, and Qin Daoming's defeat was worse every time, even in the end Qin Daoming was bald.
At this moment, Qin Daoming stared at wolf-like eyes, trembling all over, as if to eat people.
"Second Uncle, are you still going down?" Qin Luo asked curiously.
"Next hammer, no more." Qin Daoming got up suddenly, turned and left without saying a word.
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Qin Luo was more cows in every game, and the time to defeat him was shorter than once.
Even in the last round, he was shaved straight!
Wait...Is this something human did?
"Second Uncle!" Looking at Qin Daoming's back, Qin Luo shouted.
There is another question in his heart that he didn't ask his second uncle.
That is Qin Li's identity.
"What's the matter? Qin Li is really your daughter?" Qin Luo asked.
"What do you want to say?"
"Are you taking time to do a personal identification?"
"..."
Listen, is this something that people can speak?
I don't know why Qin Daoming had the urge to hack Qin Luo to death with a knife.
With a vicious look at Qin Luo, Qin Daoming turned and left.
Talking to this guy Qin Luo, he was afraid of being angry.
"Uh... Did I say something wrong?" Looking at Qin Daoming who was gradually disappearing from his field of vision, Qin Luo was a little inexplicable. To be honest, everything he said was for Qin Daoming's good, but why did the other party not appreciate it? ?
After a simple dinner, Qin Daoming stood rashly.
When he left, he didn't even look at Qin Luo.
This gave Qin Luo the feeling of being a donkey liver and lungs.
Emmmmm...
Beishan Fourth Middle School, school playground.
The crowd under the flag stage was full of heads.
They stared with scarlet eyes, staring at the not-so-tall figure under the flag stage.
Today’s flag-raising ceremony was slightly different from the usual ones, and Beishan Fourth Middle School welcomed special guests.
This guest was young, seventeen or eighteen, with a familiar face. He even sat in a classroom with them a few months ago to study, struggling hard to be a rice bug.
But now, he has transformed himself into the idol of the students, the pride of the teacher, and the facade of the Fourth Middle School!
He is no one else, but the youngest professor in the history of Yanjing University-Qin Luo.
"Qin Luo, tell everyone a few words." While speaking, Zhou Ran didn't care whether Qin Luo answered or not, so he put the microphone directly into Qin Luo's hand.
As a learning tyrant, but also a learning tyrant full of skills.
Qin Luo took the microphone with a smile and said in a gentle voice: "First of all, I will introduce myself. My name is Qin Luo. I am currently a student in the third and seventh class of senior high school. I am very grateful to President Zhou for giving me this opportunity. Is there any opportunity for everyone to chat..."