Chapter 1338 Unpredictable Qin Xueba

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Elementary school scumbags, don't you know that forgiving one's dreams is like killing one's 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 three-year simulation", and geography students had one copy of each.

Although 100 sets of books are worth a lot, in order to help the scumbags, Qin Luo gave the money!

"There are not many teachers like me."

With a slight sigh, Qin Luo stood up and got up, closed the curtain in three steps and two steps, and then began to wash.

A few minutes later, Qin Luo pushed open the door.

"Mr. Qin, the breakfast I brought you, authentic Quanjude roast duck..."

"Don't Song Mingsheng have a little common sense? You shouldn't eat greasy food in the morning." Li Shaolin smiled slightly, raised the white porridge in his hand, and smiled: "Mr. Qin, this is the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that I made by myself, I hope you can like it."

Qin Luo agrees with Li Shaolin's first half sentence, because from a biological point of view, human beings really should eat lightly.

But Qin Luo disapproved of Li Shaolin's second half of the sentence, whether Li Shaolin's food can be eaten or not, isn't there a point in his heart?

"Although what you said makes sense, compared to lean meat porridge, I think Quanjude roast duck is more suitable for me..." Qin Luo smiled slightly and reached out to take the roast duck.

Li Shaolin: ? ? ?

MMP, it makes sense, but if you don't implement it, what kind of thing is this special mother.

Qin Luo wiped his mouth under the scorching gazes of the elementary school scumbags.

At this moment, everyone unanimously took out the textbook from behind.

"Mr. Qin..."

"Needless to say, I am very clear about your purpose." Before the scumbags could finish speaking, Qin Luo waved his hand to interrupt: "Have you heard a word?"

a word? what?

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"Mr. Qin, what did you say?"

"Pardoning one's dreams is like killing one's parents." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Everyone: "..."

Speechless, completely speechless...

It is said that eating people is soft-mouthed, but what about taking short-handed people? But why is it different when it comes to Qin Luo?

Do Xueba all play cards like this without following the routine?

"Mr. Qin, shouldn't you eat people with short mouths?" A short-haired young man named Song Mingsheng cautiously probed.

"That's right, but I'm your teacher." Qin Luo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

teacher?

Shouldn't the teacher lead by example?

"What does Teacher Qin say?"

"Isn't it just right for students to give breakfast to teachers?" Qin Luo said with a slight smile.

Justified?

MMP, that makes sense.

For a while I was speechless.

They wanted to refute, but when they opened their mouths, they were unable to speak.

"So, do you have anything else to do?" Qin Luo asked with a smile when everyone didn't say anything.

Everyone looked at each other and finally summoned up the courage to speak: "Mr. Qin, we have a few questions to ask you..."

"Have you heard another word..."

"..."

They haven't heard it, and they don't want to hear it!

"Mr. Qin, stop talking, we don't want to hear..." Li Shaolin gritted his teeth and said.

Emmmm, Qin Luo is a little surprised. These elementary school scumbags have learned to resist?

But it's a pity that whether they resist or not has little to do with Qin Luo, what Qin Luo should say is still a table.