At the very beginning, Qin Luo quite enjoyed the treatment of the stars holding the moon.
But as the number of people asking for signatures increased, Qin Luo gradually became speechless...
They are like juicers, constantly squeezing Qin Luo's last trace of energy.
"The last ten!" Qin Luo exhaled.
Ten?
With a word, the crowd exploded in an instant.
They became more agitated.
"Professor, sign me, I am your ultimate fan..."
"Fuck off, you fake fan, I'm the professor's true fan..."
"Professor, can you sign me on my chest?"
"..."
Everyone shouted loudly, and even more directly picked up a pair and asked Qin Luo to sign her on her chest.
Emmmmm...
Looking at the blond and passionate girl in front of him, Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly.
To be honest, he wanted to try his hand, but in front of so many people, he couldn't do it.
"Classmate, if you tell me in private, you might be able to blindfold my eyes..." Shaking his head helplessly, Qin Luo wrote his name on her arm with a pen...
Qin Luo can guarantee that he is definitely not greedy for beauty, he just feels that writing on his arm is better.
The next moment, everyone dropped the pen and paper and raised their arms...
"Uh...how can I feel like I've pitted myself..." Qin Luo twitched his mouth and fell into endless regret.
Looking at Qin Luo who was like a star holding the moon, two of the crowd flushed eyes.
Tom and Jack mingled in the crowd, their faces getting colder and colder.
They have been squeezed in for a long time, but they have been compressed in the periphery of the crowd.
Even though they had already used the strength of breastfeeding, they could not squeeze in.
There are too many people, right? Tom wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Jack, this is not the way to go, we have to change the way..."
Another way?
Jack frowned, and asked tentatively, "What?"
"We can't get in, but Qin Luo can get out." Tom narrowed his eyes, and the light in his pupils flashed away.
"To be specific..." Jack asked.
"Jack, what do you find the most eye-catching thing?" Tom asked.
"what?"
"fight!"
Jack:? ? ?
He didn't understand what his companion meant.
But after a while he understood!
Tom raised a slap the size of a fan, and ran straight towards his handsome face.
"Snapped!"
The next second, clear applause sounded in his ears.
Jack was stunned!
"Tom, did you take the wrong medicine or had your brain smoked?" Tom shouted angrily.
He was slapped in the slap inexplicably, even if this person was his companion Jack, he couldn't bear it.
"Jack, don't talk nonsense, slap me quickly!"
However, Tom ignored Jack's question, but said with excitement.
Wtf?
What kind of tricks is this special?
"Don't be stunned and hit me quickly, if you don't hit me, I'll hit it!" Seeing Jack hadn't done anything, Tom was instantly unhappy.
As the saying goes, it won't make a slap with a slap. If you want to clean up, it is impossible to clean up by himself.
This must rely on Jack's cooperation.
Jack: "..."
"Then I really hit?"
"Don't talk nonsense, do it quickly."