Chapter 116 Can You Have A Little Sincerity?
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De Yun Si Sao Di Seng
"Qin Luo!" Tang Xuejun raised his head suddenly, staring at Qin Luo with burning eyes.
"Don't talk about it, Mr. Tang, I've made up my mind."
"I want to ask, can I have another egg fried rice."
"Bang~" Qin Luo staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Just today, a group of reporters from major TV stations and newspapers in Yanjing discovered a strange thing.
Whether it is a billionaire or a knowledgeable professor, they are all full of tears.
"All big cows are crying, why?"
"Yanjing Hotel, a magical place."
"..."
In one afternoon, what happened in the hotel turned into various reports and spread all over Yanjing.
However, Qin Luo, who was the instigator, was already lying on the bed, happily playing with his mobile phone.
Weibo, the group with the most users today.
After logging onto the Lonely Master's ID and real-name authentication, Qin Luo's mailbox was instantly filled, and the number of fans went from 0 to 20000 in just a short moment!And this number is still increasing.
The mailbox also becomes 999+ in just a few seconds...
"It seems that Xueba is really popular." Qin Luo opened the mailbox, but the next moment, his face collapsed.
"I, scumbag, ask you to be my tutor"
"Ask the master to write the paper for you..."
It's not about tutoring, it's about writing papers.
Hehe - can't you bring a price?
Might be able to cover my eyes.
No sincerity at all.
Qin Luo shook his head, but wrote a blog post, and posted the download link of "Chalk College Entrance Examination" on it.
"Want to become a top student? If you want to, just download the chalk college entrance examination."
Hehe - the ad is awkward.
But it doesn't matter, Qin Luo still has a trick.
"Forward the lottery, draw ten fans, and help solve the problem (limited to one)"
Qin Luo is short of money, but the only thing he doesn't lack is his deep talent.
After finishing these things, Qin Luo threw the phone aside and began to sleep soundly.
In two days, he will participate in the imo in the United States, so he must conserve his energy.
Early in the morning, before Qin Luo had time to check the downloads in the app store, he received a call from his father Qin Lin.
Qin Luo was stunned at the first sentence when he answered the phone.
It’s not like whether you ate or not, whether you slept well or not…
But...
"Son, what is Zhou's guess?" Qin Lin's voice came from the phone.
"Ahem, Dad, since when did you start caring about mathematics?"
"Your dad has always cared!"
"Did a leader come to our house?" Qin Lin could understand the reason why he made such a big change, even if he thought about it with his ass.
"No, you kid, don't talk nonsense." Qin Lin's face darkened, and his tone was a bit unfriendly.
"No? Hehe..." Qin Luo shook his head.
"Tell me, brat, what is Zhou's conjecture?"
"Uh... how should I put it? It's just a simple math problem." Qin Luo thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable adjective. He couldn't tell his father about the Mersenne function, could he?
Simple math problem?
If it's simple, can the principal of the school come to the door in person, and the big boss of the education system come to express his condolences?
"Your wings are stiff, you are impatient to talk to me?".
"Dad, why don't you go find a Huaxia Daily, which has my report on it."
"Huaxia Daily, wait, are you in the newspaper? Or Huaxia Daily?" Qin Lin's eyes widened instantly.
In his impression, all the characters who appeared on the Huaxia Daily were awesome characters. He never expected that his own son would also be on the board.
"Don't talk about it, Mr. Tang, I've made up my mind."
"I want to ask, can I have another egg fried rice."
"Bang~" Qin Luo staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Just today, a group of reporters from major TV stations and newspapers in Yanjing discovered a strange thing.
Whether it is a billionaire or a knowledgeable professor, they are all full of tears.
"All big cows are crying, why?"
"Yanjing Hotel, a magical place."
"..."
In one afternoon, what happened in the hotel turned into various reports and spread all over Yanjing.
However, Qin Luo, who was the instigator, was already lying on the bed, happily playing with his mobile phone.
Weibo, the group with the most users today.
After logging onto the Lonely Master's ID and real-name authentication, Qin Luo's mailbox was instantly filled, and the number of fans went from 0 to 20000 in just a short moment!And this number is still increasing.
The mailbox also becomes 999+ in just a few seconds...
"It seems that Xueba is really popular." Qin Luo opened the mailbox, but the next moment, his face collapsed.
"I, scumbag, ask you to be my tutor"
"Ask the master to write the paper for you..."
It's not about tutoring, it's about writing papers.
Hehe - can't you bring a price?
Might be able to cover my eyes.
No sincerity at all.
Qin Luo shook his head, but wrote a blog post, and posted the download link of "Chalk College Entrance Examination" on it.
"Want to become a top student? If you want to, just download the chalk college entrance examination."
Hehe - the ad is awkward.
But it doesn't matter, Qin Luo still has a trick.
"Forward the lottery, draw ten fans, and help solve the problem (limited to one)"
Qin Luo is short of money, but the only thing he doesn't lack is his deep talent.
After finishing these things, Qin Luo threw the phone aside and began to sleep soundly.
In two days, he will participate in the imo in the United States, so he must conserve his energy.
Early in the morning, before Qin Luo had time to check the downloads in the app store, he received a call from his father Qin Lin.
Qin Luo was stunned at the first sentence when he answered the phone.
It’s not like whether you ate or not, whether you slept well or not…
But...
"Son, what is Zhou's guess?" Qin Lin's voice came from the phone.
"Ahem, Dad, since when did you start caring about mathematics?"
"Your dad has always cared!"
"Did a leader come to our house?" Qin Lin could understand the reason why he made such a big change, even if he thought about it with his ass.
"No, you kid, don't talk nonsense." Qin Lin's face darkened, and his tone was a bit unfriendly.
"No? Hehe..." Qin Luo shook his head.
"Tell me, brat, what is Zhou's conjecture?"
"Uh... how should I put it? It's just a simple math problem." Qin Luo thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable adjective. He couldn't tell his father about the Mersenne function, could he?
Simple math problem?
If it's simple, can the principal of the school come to the door in person, and the big boss of the education system come to express his condolences?
"Your wings are stiff, you are impatient to talk to me?".
"Dad, why don't you go find a Huaxia Daily, which has my report on it."
"Huaxia Daily, wait, are you in the newspaper? Or Huaxia Daily?" Qin Lin's eyes widened instantly.
In his impression, all the characters who appeared on the Huaxia Daily were awesome characters. He never expected that his own son would also be on the board.
