"Qin Luo!" Tang Xuejun raised his head suddenly, staring at Qin Luo with burning eyes.

"Don't say it, Mr. Tang, I have made up my mind."

"I want to say, can I make another egg fried rice?"

"Bang~" Qin Luo stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Just today, a group of reporters from major TV stations and newspapers in Yanjing discovered strange opinions.

Whether it's a billionaire tycoon or a knowledgeable professor, they are full of tears.

"The big cows are crying, why exactly?"

"Yanjing Hotel, a magical place."

"..."

In the afternoon, the events in the hotel turned into various reports and spread all over Yanjing.

However, Qin Luo, the initiator, was already lying on the bed, happily playing with his mobile phone.

Weibo is the group with the most users today.

After getting on the master's lonely ID and real-name authentication, Qin Luo's mailbox was instantly filled, and the number of fans went from 0 to 20,000 in a short moment! And this number is still true and false.

The mailbox also turned into 999+ in just a few seconds...

"It seems that Xueba is really popular." Qin Luo opened the mailbox, but the next moment, his face collapsed.

"I, scumbag, please be your tutor"

"Ask Xueba to write the thesis on your behalf..."

Not asking for tutors, but writing papers.

Hehe - can't you bring a price?

Maybe you can cover my eyes.

No sincerity at all.

Qin Luo shook his head, but wrote a blog post and posted the download link of "Chalk College Entrance Examination".

"Want to be a scholar? If you want, just download the Chalk College Entrance Exam."

Hehe - the advert is embarrassing.

But it doesn't matter, Qin Luo still has a trick.

"Retweet the lottery, draw ten fans, and help solve the problem (limited to one)"

Qin Luo lacked money, the only thing missing was his deep talent.

After doing these things, Qin Luoba threw his phone aside and started to sleep soundly.

In two days, he will participate in the imo in the United States, and he must save his energy.

Early in the morning, before Qin Luo had time to check the downloads in the app store, he received a call from his father Qin Lin.

The first sentence of answering the phone left Qin Luo stunned.

It's not like whether you have eaten or not, have you slept well or not...

Rather...

"Son, what is Zhou's guess?" Qin Lin's voice came over the phone.

"Cough, Dad, when did you start caring about math?"

"Your dad has always cared!"

"Has a leader come to our house?" Even if he thinks about it with his ass, he knows the reason why Qin Lin can make such a big change.

"No, don't talk nonsense, kid." Qin Lin's face darkened and his tone was a little unkind.

"No? Hehe..." Qin Luo shook his head.

"Stinky boy, tell me, what is Zhou's conjecture?"

"Um... how do you say it? It's just a simple math problem." Qin Luo thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a suitable adjective. He couldn't tell his dad about the Mason function, right?

Simple math problem?

If it is simple, can the principal of the school come to the door in person, and can the Daniel of the education system come to offer condolences?

"Your boy's wings are hard, and you are impatient to talk to me?".

"Dad, otherwise, you can find a copy of the China Summer Newspaper with my report on it."

"Huatian Daily, wait, are you in the newspaper? Or Huaxia Daily?" Qin Lin's eyes widened instantly.

In his impression, all the characters who appeared in the Huatian Newspaper are awesome people. He never imagined that his son would also appear on the page.

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