Chapter 257: Little flattering, no one sees it

"Well, I know." Qin Luo smiled faintly and nodded: "For example, if you still have Zhou Yuan and Song Yuan, you must be among most people."
Qin Luo felt that as a schoolmaster, it would be harmless to flatter himself.
But the next second, he was suddenly at a loss.
Quiet~
On the other side of the phone, Wang Xuecai suddenly lost his voice.
"Ha ha ha..." After a long while, Wang Xuecai's sneer came from the phone.
His voice is getting louder and louder and louder: "Hahaha, when did you guys learn to flatter me? It really caught me off guard!"
Yes, Wang Xuecai was stunned.
In his impression, Qin Luo is such an upright person.
He hits people all day long, and that's stunned.
But just such a person, he has now learned to flatter.
After a brief period of excitement, Wang Xuecai fell into contemplation again, whether Qin Luo changed or the society changed.
But change is not bad, and it is also a good thing for Qin Luo.
Hearing Wang Xuecai's slightly ridiculous words, Qin Luo's forehead slid three black lines on his forehead, and he finally got up on a whim and slapped him, why was Wang Xuecai held on to him?
As a student bully, he doesn't need face anymore!
"Goodbye!" Qin Luo said and hung up the phone directly.
"Smelly boy!" Wang Xuecai twitched his mouth and scolded with a smile.
As an academician of the Academy of Sciences, he was respected by all walks of life. He had always hung up other people's calls, but now he was hung up by Qin Luo.
"But this kid can actually flatter, it's interesting..." Wang Xuecai laughed happily.
"Pharaoh, what the did Qin Luo say?" Song Baoguo asked suspiciously, standing by.
"That kid actually flattered us, do you dare to believe it?" Wang Xuecai laughed.
Flattering?
Song Baoguo was stunned for a while, and Qin Luo's face appeared in his mind as "hospital" and flattering.
Uh, why is it so interesting when you think about it?
At this moment, Song Baoguo wanted to see Qin Luo very much, and wanted to see him flattering face to face. The picture would be beautiful.
"I really hope that the report will come soon."
"A week is not too long..."
Looking at the sun hanging high in the air, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Xuecai's mouth.
On the other side, at Beishan City No. 7 Middle School, Qin Luo opened the mobile phone Baidu on the principle of asking if you don’t understand.
Enter Ye Liang, search!
Soon a bunch of news came into view.
"Ye Liang, born in 1989, is less than 30 years old. He is already a well-known schoolmaster in the mathematics department of the Johns Hopkins School of Physics. He is also the youngest teaching assistant in the history of the Johns Hopkins School. Among his many honors, one of them is particularly eye-catching, Hua Luogeng as one of the candidates.
It looks pretty good. Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and smiled faintly.
However, Ye Liang is only pretty good, facing himself with the system, he is still far behind.
As for Professor Ye, Qin Luo didn't pay much attention.
The first is because Qin Luo doesn't know his name, it is difficult to search.
The second is that if he hit his son, he would definitely jump out.
Shaking his head, Qin Luo pushed open the door of the classroom.
"Stand up and salute: Hello, teacher."
Qin Luo's legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.