Qin Linzhi can wave to Zeng Tao from a distance.

When Zeng Tao's figure disappeared in his vision, Qin Lin took back his eyes and turned to look at the other people in the room.

The corner of Qin Lin's mouth rose slightly, and the smile on his face became more and more brilliant: "Dear principals, when is your school anniversary? Do you need Qin Luo to give a speech?"

While talking, Qin Lin's eyes are shining with wisps of essence.

Speech? Hearing Qin Lin's words, people's bodies suddenly froze, all stunned in situ.

They never expected Qin Lin to say such words.

Just a moment ago, they still envy Zeng Tao to start first and grasp Qin Luo firmly in his hands.

However, after only a few minutes, the situation changed completely. Qin Lin even began to sell Qin Luo!

This makes them feel surprised and at the same time feel dark.

Now we have no chance to send them off!

For a moment, everyone took out the gift box and put it in front of Qin Lin: "brother Qin, I am Zhang Guotao, President of No.2 Middle School. Next week is the celebration of the 20th anniversary of the founding of our second middle school. I hope Professor Qin can attend."

"Cough, Mr. Qin "As soon as the voice of the former man dropped, someone immediately answered.

”Hello, old song, I'd like to remind you in advance that the anniversary of your school is at the end of the year! "Zhang Guotao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

Hearing the speech, song Mingyi's mouth began to puff.

”Hehe, thank you very much for reminding me, but our school does not hold a school celebration. This time, we do a lantern festival art show... "

“……”

Eight hundred days have passed since the Lantern Festival?

Come on, even if you talk about it, you have to follow a little bit of truth, right?

Hearing song Mingyi's words, Zhang Guotao's mouth was in a fit of frenzy.

"Hello, old song dynasty, the Lantern Festival is over. Don't you think it's too late for you to do any art show now?" Zhang Guotao said with a smile.

”We like it later? What's the matter? Can't you? "Song Mingyi" maliciously "and so on Zhang Guotao one eye, a face of pride said.

In seven, he is the king! He can have a party whenever he wants.

”Yes, of course. I'm just worried that you don't have enough time. If a program can't be arranged, it will be a big shame. "Zhang Guotao said with a smile.

Shame?

Oh That doesn't exist.

”Don't worry about this. I didn't say that only teachers and students of the school can participate in it, so can those outside the school "Song Mingyi waved.

Zhang Guotao:???

Off campus?

At this moment, he had a new understanding of song Mingyi's shameless degree.

Can't, can't provoke

Indignantly, he glared at Song Mingyi. Zhang Guotao did not turn his head and did not say a word.

The short interlude did not stop the enthusiasm of the principals. When the last principal was sent away, there were mountains of gifts on the sofa behind Qin Lin.

Meanwhile, Qin Luo's schedule was arranged from Monday to next Monday, without any rest time.

”This business is absolutely necessary! "Looking at a pile of booty, Qin Lin's self-confidence suddenly burst.

"Dong Dong Dong..." Just as Qin lin tsai carefully inspected the gift, there was another knock at the door.

Business is coming!

Qin Lin mouth a hook, put down the gift box in his hand, backhand opened the door.