Chapter 407

Qin Luo has been resting at home the whole New Year's Day, either driving a Porsche to send Xiaowan out to buy food, or driving a Porsche to buy food with Fu Xiaowan.

Driving a luxury car to buy groceries? This quite eye-catching scene was naturally put on the Internet.

"Shocked, the youngest professor in history did this..."

"Driving a Porsche 911, is it suitable for the people's teacher?"

"..."

The youngest professor in the history of Yan University actually drove a luxury car to buy food?

For a while, there was a scolding about Qin Luo on the Internet.

There are supporters and more opponents.

Seeing the overwhelming condemnation on the Internet, Fu Xiaowan was furious.

And this public opinion has a tendency to expand, and even the owners of the Minhe community are starting to discuss it.

"I'm so pissed off, these people just can't eat the grapes and say the grapes are sour!" Fu Xiaowan threw the phone aside and said angrily.

What happened to the luxury car? That's what Qin Luo earned on his own. If he doesn't steal or rob, what can't he drive?

"Son, aren't you going to say something?" Fu Xiaowan turned to look at Qin Luo.

Say something?

Think about it, after all, he is still a celebrity, and he really should say something.

So Qin Luo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on Weibo.

"The brocade does not return home, it's like brocade clothing walking at night"

"PS: The video teaching of the college entrance examination with chalk is about to start, and the children's shoes who have not downloaded the college entrance examination with chalk go to download it (*▽*)~"

After thinking about it, Qin Luo added a "cute expression" to the back, and then sent it out.

"It's done."

"It's done? So fast?" Fu Xiaowan raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

"It wasn't a big deal..."

"Ding ding ding..."

Before Qin Luo could finish speaking, the prompt tone of the mobile phone kept ringing.

Seeing the number of 99 private messages, Qin Luo's eyebrows twitched.

How long has it been? In less than a minute, where did so many people follow Weibo?

Hmph, a bunch of scumbags.

The next second, Qin Luo picked up the phone and checked the contents of the private messages one by one.

"Xueba, can your advertising words not be so embarrassing?"

"Qin Xueba, you are also a Porsche driver. When others do promotions, they are all retweeted and lucky. What about you? Can't you just go for dim sum if you don't express it at all?"

Hehe, why are these people paying attention to the wrong place? The main purpose of this Weibo is to clarify whether it is good or not.

Shaking his head, Qin Luo started to write a blog post and posted the link: "Retweet this Weibo and draw ten fans to send Xueba to autograph one."

Qin Luo also thought about giving money, but it seemed too vulgar. As the youngest academic bully in Chinese history, Qin Luo felt that he should come out of the mud and not be stained, clean and not demon.

How can I say that I am a celebrity? Isn't the signature of a celebrity more meaningful than sending money?

"Ding ding ding..."

As soon as the blog post was posted, Qin Luo's cell phone rang again.

"Xueba, please don't engage in such bells and whistles, everyone is an intellectual, and it's more realistic to take money."

"The first floor is right, like it."

"I don't want a signed photo, can I cash it?"

"..."

Qin Luo really wanted to find the one that was different from a lot of comments, but unfortunately, he searched all the comment areas and didn't see a single one.

vulgar! Unbearable!

Qin Luo angrily shuts down Weibo, asking for money or not, but there is a photo to sign!