80: C80 If You Don't Act Cool You will Die

C80 If You Don't Act Cool You will Die

"Boss Leong, I need an explanation!" Soong Qiaodong's pupils suddenly constricted and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Liang Bo turned his head and looked at Soong Qiaodong with an indifferent expression. He laughed softly, "There's nothing to explain. He drew the answer."

Boom!

The Chinese team felt as if they had been struck by lightning. If they had only been guessing before, then this would be ironclad proof!

Liang Bo was the general manager of Yanjing Hotel. It was impossible for him to lie, and there was no need to lie.

"That's impossible, he's just a high school student, what right do you have to answer that?" Soong Qiaodong roared at the top of his lungs.

He was almost unwilling to believe the truth before his eyes!

"Who made the rule that high school students were unable to find out the answer? Some geniuses are not supposed to use common sense." Liang Bo looked at Soong Qiaodong with disdain.

Geniuses especially in the field of diet were especially prominent. Some people's natural sense of smell was much more sensitive than others!

Without a doubt, Qin Luo was such a person!

Genius? Soong Qiaodong opened his mouth but no words came out.

He stared angrily at Qin Luo and said coldly, "I hope that you can continue to be a genius during the National Selection."

With that, he led his students and left without looking back.

"Wait." Just as he was about to step over the threshold, Liang Bo once again called out to him.

"Why?"

"Mr. Song's restaurant pays for the order, so there is no credit." Liang Bo smiled.

"..." swipe your card, and pack it! " Soong Qiaodong replied coldly. After settling the bill, he turned around and left.

He really didn't have the face to stay here any longer.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Soong Qiaodong leaving with his tail between his legs, Feng Huadong was overjoyed.

Because of his results, he had to be ridiculed by Soong Qiaodong in every national tournament. This time, he finally got his revenge!

After a simple dinner, everyone returned to school and began to prepare for the national tournament in two days.

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The morning's Yanjing University welcomed a rare good weather, because there was rarely no haze on this day.

Qin Luo walked to the lakeside in the school.

After that, he was stunned by the scene before him.

Countless students were seated on the stone chairs by the lake.

Each of them had a book and was reading it carefully.

"..." Isn't the lake a place to play and love?

"Student, which department are you from?" Just when Qin Luo was thinking about whether he should take out a book to pretend to be cool, a guy beside him asked curiously.

He was nearly two meters tall, and his hair was dishevelled behind him. He was very thin, and his legs were exceptionally long. An indescribable depth could be seen in his eyes.1

Which department?

Qin Luo thought about it carefully: "It should be the Mathematics department."

Right now, he was only at a slightly higher level in mathematics.

"Mathematics department?" "A bright light burst out from the two meter man's eyes." Does Zhou guess? "

"Right." Qin Luo nodded.

Zhou guessed that he was the one who proved it.

"Are you interested in an exchange of pointers?"

"Not interested, because soon it will be a theorem."

Theorem? Heh …

A 2 meter tall man chuckled, "Little Junior is still too inexperienced."

"Oh right, Senior Brother, why did you come here?"

"Sigh, don't mention it. Originally, I wanted to test the results of the Cambridge exam, but I had no choice but to come to Yanjing University."

Did he fail the examination, then get a higher level of Yanjing University? Hearing that, Qin Luo had the urge to hit someone.

"Senior Brother, did you get a disease that causes you to die if you don't act cool?" Qin Luo asked.

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