Qin Luo thought for a while, but he didn't understand.

"Professor Deschamps, can I help you?" After a long hesitation, Qin Luo asked.

"Something's wrong, of course..." Deschamps could not wait to open his mouth, said: "this evening, I would like to invite the professor to dinner, do not know if the professor has time?"

"Dinner, please?" Qin Luo was confused at that time.

Shouldn't Sheffield Deschamps hate himself?

Why did you suddenly think of inviting yourself to dinner?

Forgive Qin Luo for his lack of reading. He really didn't respond a little bit.

"Professor Deschamps, are you sure?" Qin Luo carefully explored.

"Of course, I've heard a lot about Professor Qin..."

"Well, ok..." After a little hesitation, Qin Luo nodded.

Hang up the phone, Qin Luo's face is full of doubts.

To be honest, he really didn't understand what the other side meant.

Sheffield Deschamps this silent wonderful dinner, really let qinluo confused.

"What's the situation? Whose phone is it? " Bob Dylan asked, as if sensing qinluo's doubts.

He was very curious about what kind of phone call could make Qin Luo embarrassed.

"Sheffield Deschamps..." Qin Luo said.

Deschamps?

For no reason, Bob Dylan was in a daze.

He never expected that Deschamps was on the other end of the phone.

"What is he looking for you for?" Bob Dylan asked.

"You may not believe it. He wants to invite me to dinner..."

Please, Qin Luo, for dinner?

Bob Dylan is a bit of a jerk.

Why is there something wrong with the play?

"Are you sure?" Bob Dylan asked.

"Sure and sure!" Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "although I don't know what his purpose is, I believe I didn't hear him wrong."

"I Worge Bob Dylan couldn't help making a rude remark.

It's really amazing. He didn't expect that the script would turn out like this.

Sheffield Deschamps, the former opponent, invited qinluo to dinner at this moment.

Is the world upside down, or is my script reversed?

Bob Dylan thought about it seriously. He thought the latter was more likely.

"Why?" Bob Dylan couldn't help asking.

"What did you say? Good looking people have preferential treatment, it is perfectly confirmed in my body Qin Luo mouth slightly up, a face rotten smile said.

Bob Dylan: "I @%..."

Good looking and preferential treatment? God is so beautiful.

Do you think that if you look good and study well, you can do whatever you want? Go to hell!

"Qin Luo, I'm not in the mood to joke with you!" Bob Dylan snapped.

"Actually, I'm not kidding..." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and grinned innocently.

“……”

I don't know why Bob Dylan has the illusion that he can't speak at this moment.

Qin Luo's face can be kind to this point, for other people, really can't say.

Silence for a long time, Bob Dylan said seriously: "there is no good banquet, in order to ensure safety, I will go with you."

With me?

Emmmmm, what's not safe and so on are all lies, Qin Luo thinks that Bob Dylan wants to eat a meal very likely!

It is the first time for Qin Luo to see such a tall and lofty story.