“……”

Some people believe it?

Sure enough, Li Shaolin's brain has been thoroughly destroyed.

People looked at each other, the corners of the mouth kept twitching.

"Dad, do you want me to stop them?" Seeing that Qin Guoyang had not spoken for a long time, Qin Guotao couldn't help asking.

Stop?

Ha ha!

Qin Guoyang opened his mouth with a smile and said, "you miss your younger brothers and sisters. They all miss you and don't ask questions?"

No culture?

Is that me?

The corners of Qin Guotao's mouth twitched wildly.

He's very inquisitive, OK!

"Cough, Dad, I'm going to arrange the table first..." Leaving this sentence, Qin Guotao ran away.

"This kid..." Looking at Qin Guotao's back, Qin Guoyang shook his head helplessly and said, "go, go and have a look..."

Qin Yang took the lead in speaking.

"How are you doing?" Qin Guoyang looked at Qin Luo with a faint smile on his lips.

You may not believe it if you say it. It's a blast!

"Not bad." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Qin Guoyang nodded and said, "well, teaching one is also teaching, and teaching a group is also teaching. Take other people along."

Qin Luo:???

What's the situation?

When did he say he was going to teach?

What the hell are a bunch of people?

Li Shaolin, a scholar, has already exhausted Qin Luo.

A group of students? Ha ha - Qin Luo worried that he would wake up in his dreams.

"It's not that I don't want to leave, but I really don't have time. I have to do experiments." Qin Luo mildly said with a smile: "the research of computer chip is at a critical time."

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Qin Guoyang laughed and said: "time, like milk, there will always be a squeeze."

There will be milk, but qinluo is not a cow!

He and cattle, fundamentally, are two species.

"I..."

Qin Luo still wants to struggle, but before Qin Luo finishes speaking, Qin Guoyang has interrupted his words.

"Qin Luo, it's settled." Qin Guoyang said with a smile: "Qin Luo, you should have no opinion."

MMP, you've always talked about this. What can I do for you?

Can I refuse you to be old?

A sad look at Qin Guoyang, Qin Luo helplessly nodded.

"Creak..."

At this time, a harsh sound of tires rubbing on the ground sounded in the ears of the people.

Then a strong voice came into the ears of the public: "Professor Qin, where is Professor Qin? Come home with me and be a tutor. "

Soon, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit came in.

Big gun Li Zhenhua! Here he is!

At this moment, the whole courtyard of the Qin family was silent and the needle could be heard.

Everyone looked at Qin Luo.

MMP! I am also a candidate for fields, Nobel and Turing awards. Can you give me some respect!

Qin Luo's mouth slightly twitch, the eyes are not good at looking at the visitor.

"Are you?" Qin Luo asked coldly.

"Ha ha ha, hello Professor Qin. I'm Li Zhenhua, Li Shaolin's father." The man stretched out his hand on Qin Luo's shoulder, patted heavily, and said with a hearty smile, "Professor, come home with me."

Wild, it is too wild, wild to Qin Luo can not resist.

And the word "home" always gives people room for misunderstanding.