"Qin Luo!" Tang Xuejun suddenly looked up, a pair of eyes burning at Qin Luo.

"Don't tell me, Mr. Tang. I've made up my mind."

"I want to say, can you stir fry another egg fried rice?"

"Bang ~" Qin Luo staggered at his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Just today, a group of reporters from the major TV stations and newspapers in Yanjing have found something strange.

Whether it's a millionaire or a knowledgeable Professor, they are full of tears.

"Why are all the cows crying?"

"Yanjing Hotel, a magical place."

“……”

In the afternoon, everything in the hotel became a variety of reports and spread all over Yanjing.

Qin Luo, as the initiator, has already been lying in bed and playing with his mobile phone happily.

Microblog is now the largest group of users.

On the lonely ID of the master, after real name authentication, Qin Luo's mailbox was instantly filled, and the number of fans changed from 0 to 20000 in a short instant! And this number is still true and false.

The mailbox also became 999 + in a few seconds

"It seems that Xueba is really popular." Qin Luo opened the mailbox, but the next moment, his face collapsed.

"I, Xueba, please be a tutor"

"please learn to write a thesis on behalf of..."

It's not a tutor, but a thesis.

Hehe - can't you bring a price?

Maybe it can cover my eyes.

No sincerity at all.

Qin Luo shook his head, but wrote a blog, and posted the download link of "chalk college entrance examination".

"Want to be a Xueba? If you want, let's download the chalk college entrance examination. "

Ha ha - the advertising words are awkward.

But it doesn't matter. Qin Luo has a unique skill.

"Forward the lottery, draw 10 fans, help solve the problem (limited to one)"

money is very scarce in qinluo, but the deep talent is not cut.

After doing these things, Qin Luo put his mobile phone aside and began to sleep.

In two days' time, he will join the IMO of the United States. He must conserve his energy.

Early in the morning, Qin Luo didn't have time to check the download in the app store, so he received a call from his father Qin Lin.

The first sentence on the phone let Qin Luo Leng in situ.

It's not eating or sleeping well

It's about

"Son, what does Zhou guess?" Qin Lin's voice came from the phone.

"Cough, Dad, when did you start to care about math?"

"Your father has always been concerned!"

"Is there a leader coming to our house?" The reason why Qin Lin can make such a big change is even if you want to use your butt.

"No, you don't talk nonsense." Qin Lin's face was black and his tone was not good.

"No? Ha ha... " Qin Luo shook his head.

"What is Zhou's conjecture

"Well How to put it? It's a simple mathematical problem. " Qin Luo thought for a long time, but he didn't come up with a suitable adjective. Can't he tell his father what Mason function is?

Simple mathematical problems?

If it is simple, can let the school principal personally visit the door, can the education system giant specially come to comfort?

"You boy's wings are hard, and I'm impatient to talk to Laozi?".

"Dad, if you don't, go to a China Daily, which has my report."

"Huaxia daily, wait a minute. Are you in the newspaper? Or Huaxia daily? " Qin Lin's eyes widened instantly.

In his impression, all the people who appeared in the Huaxia daily were bullies. He never expected that his son would also be on it.