Ha ha ha...
Elementary school scumbags, don’t you know that raising people to clear dreams is like killing parents?
After thinking about it, Qin Luo took out his mobile phone, clicked on Jingdong and waved his hand, and directly ordered a hundred sets of "five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation".
Although a hundred sets of books are valuable, but in order to help the scumbag, Qin Luo paid the money!
"There are really not many teachers like me."
With a slight sigh, Qin Luo stood up and got up, took three steps to close the curtains, and then began to wash.
A few minutes later, Qin Luo pushed open the door.
"Ms. Qin, the breakfast I brought you, authentic Quanjude roast duck..."
"Don't Song Mingsheng have any common sense? You shouldn't eat greasy food in the morning." Li Shaolin smiled slightly, raised the white porridge in his hand, and smiled: "Ms. Qin, this is my own preserved egg and lean meat porridge, I hope you I can like it."
Qin Luo agreed with Li Shaolin's first half of the sentence, because from a biological point of view, humans should indeed eat lighter.
But Qin Luo did not approve of Li Shaolin's second half of the sentence. Could Li Shaolin's food be edible? Doesn't he have any idea in his heart?
"Although what you said is very reasonable, I think Quanjude roast duck is more suitable for me than lean meat porridge..." Qin Luo smiled slightly and reached out to take the roast duck.
Li Shaolin:? ? ?
MMP, it makes sense, but it just doesn't execute it. What kind of thing is this special lady.
Qin Luo wiped his mouth in the scorching eyes of the scum from the elementary school.
At this moment, everyone unanimously took out textbooks from behind.
"Ms. Qin..."
"Needless to say, I am very clear about your intentions." Before the scumbags could finish speaking, Qin Luo interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Have you heard a word?"
A word? What's that?
Everyone looked at each other, eyes full of inexplicable.
"Teacher Qin, what are you talking about?"
"Rao Ren Qingmeng, like murdering parents." Qin Luo said with a smile.
Everyone: "..."
Speechless, completely speechless...
It is said that the mouth is soft, but the hand is short? But why is it different when Qin Luo is here?
Does Xueba play cards like this without following the routine?
"Ms. Qin, shouldn't you eat people with short mouths?" The short-haired young man named Song Mingsheng cautiously asked.
"That's right, but I am your teacher." Qin Luo raised an eyebrow and said with a smile.
teacher?
Shouldn't teachers lead by example?
"What did Teacher Qin say?"
"Isn't it right for students to give the teacher breakfast?" Qin Luo smiled slightly.
Just right?
MMP, it makes sense.
For a while I was speechless.
They wanted to refute, but they opened their mouths and finally couldn't speak.
"So, are you doing anything?" Qin Luo asked with a smile when everyone said nothing.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally summoned the courage to speak: "Teacher Qin, we have a few questions to ask you..."
"Have you heard another sentence..."
"..."
They have never heard of it, and they don't want to hear it!
"Teacher Qin, don't say anything, we don't want to listen..." Li Shaolin gritted his teeth and said.
emmmm, Qin Luo was a little surprised, these elementary school scumbags actually learned to resist?
But it's a pity that it has little to do with Qin Luo if they resist, and what Qin Luo should say is still the table.