Chapter 971: I am the boss in StarCraft (17)

The look was very warm, like a small animal waiting for the owner to touch.
Coupled with the tone and content of his speech, Yun Fan succeeded in thinking about it.
This can't be blamed on her, it's that Lu Qian's words are too easy for people to reverie.
Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Lu Qian was a little disappointed: "Can't it?"
Clouds: "OK..."
Teaching one person is also teaching, and teaching two people is also teaching.
She and Zhou Ke just met, Zhou Ke and Lu Qian are not comparable at all, how could she teach Zhou Ke instead of Lu Qian?
Lu Qian is cooking as usual, and the vegetables that the teacher gave to the seeds are about to be eaten. This is just a homework in itself, and the portion is definitely not much. It is also used by Yun Fan as a ration.
When the vegetables are finished and the remaining rice at home is finished, she may have to pick up the rags.
No, in this place, I don't even have to pick it up.
She has to think of a separate way to make money.
Lu Qian showed a surprised expression when she extracted her mecha.
Yun Fanfan has already seen such an expression in school, and now he consciously finished speaking in advance: "I don't have money to buy a suit, so I can only teach you with my mecha."
Lu Qian didn't expect her to be so honest.
She didn't expect that she would not be ashamed at all because of her lack of money.
She has an open-minded expression, and she has no inferiority complex on her body. She is obviously not very good, but her personal charm is slowly disseminating and slowly attracting the attention of others.
Just like today.
She was obviously alone before, but there is one more person around her today.
It means that someone like him has noticed her.
Lu Qian lowered his eyelashes, pursed his lips, and said embarrassedly: "Actually...my family is also very poor."
Yun Fanfan heard what he meant, as if he wanted to tell her his story.
Yunfan suddenly became interested. Xiaobaicai couldn't find out Lu Qian's information. If Lu Qian took the initiative to tell her, she might still get some useful information from it.
After Lu Qian finished speaking, Yun Fanfan almost understood it.
Lu Qian's mother left when he was very young. From Lu Qian's tone, she could feel that Lu Qian liked his mother very much. When she mentioned her, there was a look of admiration on her face.
But behind these, there is a trace of sadness and hatred that is not easy to detect.
Yun Fan asked smoothly: "What about your father?"
Lu Qian's expression changed slightly, as if his mask was shattered. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, no longer showing the shy smile like before. Instead, it was a strong hatred, and his eyes lit up. Ups and downs, closed and broken.
Yun Fanfan even felt that Lu Qian had a murderous intention.
His arm accidentally touched the bottle next to him, and the glass bottle fell on the table and rolled a few times.
The sound is not loud, but Lu Qian has successfully recovered his spirits.
Lu Qian looked at her face, her expression was normal, the smile on Lu Qian's lips disappeared, and the expression returned to the same innocent and harmless appearance as before.
"he died."
There is no ups and downs in the tone. At first glance, it seems to be sad. If you take a closer look, you can realize the mystery.
The clouded heart sinks infinitely.
Even if there is no information about Luqian, she understands.
How could Lu Qian be like this on the surface? If the road potential in front of him is real, there is no need to eliminate the blackening value.