33: C33 The Life of a Bookworm Is Just That Bad

C33 The Life of a Bookworm Is Just That Bad

0One sentence, five words, and the whole classroom fell into a strange silence, and even the sound of breathing disappeared.

They widened their eyes and stared straight at Qin Luo.

Especially Huang Zhen. He almost fainted with his eyes wide open. The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyebrows twitched. He could not speak.

Just last semester, no, ten days ago, Qin Luo was a complete and utter Trash Student. He did not even know the hook theorem, let alone O'Qiraeed's theorem.

However, in just ten days, he had become an awesome bookworm.

What was even more shocking was that he had actually self-studied to be in his third year!

Had this guy taken medicine? He became so fierce?

If it was, Huang Zhen only wanted to say, What medicine? Where did you buy it?

Chen Shuqing was shocked in his heart, but his face did not show any emotion.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Chen Shuqing knocked on the blackboard hard and said seriously, "Qin Luo, don't think that you are amazing just because you study the college content on your own. I am very responsible to tell you that it is useless! In the Mathematical League, you are not allowed to use techniques that are beyond the scope of high school. "

" Once used, it will be regarded as cheating. Regardless of whether your answer is correct or the process is clear, it will be 0 points! "

Since it is useless, then why did you come up with this question? Are you kidding me?

Qin Luo looked at Chen Shuqing with resentment, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Humph! Remember, you have to change this bad habit of yours." Chen Shuqing snorted and walked out of the classroom with his hands behind his back.

"Bang!" A loud sound isolated the room from the outside.

"Are all mathematics teachers so awesome nowadays?"

It had not been more than half an hour since Chen Shuqing stepped into the classroom and left.

He did not say anything useful. He only scolded Qin Luo a few times. What was this guy trying to do? Qin Luo was dumbfounded.

After a long while, someone came back to their senses.

"Boss, please have some more tea." A second-year high school student wearing gold-rimmed glasses handed a bottle of iced red tea to Qin Luo with both hands.

"It's still the same bottle?" Qin Luo took the tea and said with a smile.

"Boss, wait." Before he finished speaking, the bespectacled man had already rushed out.

Three minutes later, when he appeared again, he was already holding a brand new bottle of Master Kang's Green Tea in his hand.

"Boss, please have some tea while you're at it. Also, teach me, Ou Jireide, at the same time."

"It's a small matter. Oh right, I haven't had supper yet..."

Qin Luo shook his head as he watched the bespectacled man walk away. The life of a bookworm was just that rotten.

It was nine o'clock, and the class ended on time.

The class was, of course, a self-study class because Chen Shuqing had never returned ever since he left the classroom.

When he returned downstairs at nine o'clock, he saw that the restaurant was still bustling with activity. Qin Luo put down his bicycle and prepared to go in to help.

"Yo, Qin Luo is back? How many marks did you get for the city's bottom checking this time?" Suddenly, a sharp voice entered Qin Luo's ears.

Following the voice, he saw a woman in her fifties. She was thin and her hair was dyed red. She walked over.

Cai Surong, Qin Luo's neighbor.

Perhaps it was because of the restaurant, but she had never been friendly with Qin Luo.

"What does it have to do with you?" Qin Luo glanced at him indifferently and walked straight into the kitchen.

"What are you talking about? I'm just concerned about you."

Care to care about me? Qin Luo sneered.

Because Qin Luo was Trash Student, Cai Surong would "care" about Qin Luo after every exam.

After that, she would show off her daughter Wang Junhan's results and call it "motivation."

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