129: C129 Teacher Then I'll Hand in My Script

C129 Teacher Then I'll Hand in My Script

Oh, uh...

It had only been ten minutes since the start of the exam, and someone was already hungry? Was he the reincarnation of a hungry ghost?

Everyone's mouth twitched as they looked at Qin Luo with disdain.

However, Qin Luo didn't care and continued to do what he wanted.

How could the small emotions of the Underachiever affect the learning god?

Seeing this scene, everyone gritted their teeth in anger. They wished they could snatch the biscuits from Qin Luo's hands and eat them.

"Ding! Detected Underachiever's Incompetence Rage, Host Study Achievement Point + 1..."

"Ding! Detected Underachiever's Incompetence Rage, Host Study Achievement Point + 1..."

"'Ding... detected Underachiever's Incompetence Rage, Host Study Achievement Point + 1... '"

...

Qin Luo was dumbfounded. Wasn't it just eating a biscuit? Why was there someone giving points? An international friend was too good.

As a native of Huaxia, Qin Luo deeply understood the principle of not reciprocating a gift.

He took out another biscuit and put it into his mouth.

"Katz, Katz."

You can't eat it, but you can watch me eat it.

"Ding! Detected Underachiever's Incompetence Rage. Host's bookworm value + 1..."

After a long while, the system notification slowly faded away.

Qin Luo checked his income with anticipation.

"Student, if you are done, please submit your papers." Just as Qin Luo was checking his income, a kind voice sounded from behind him.

Turning his head, he saw an old man with white hair and beard standing behind him.

The old man looked very familiar, like the old man who bought the cheese cake yesterday.

Could it be that this old man was a professor at Birmingham University?

Qin Luo had some thoughts, but his face was blank. "Sir, why are you here?"

"Hehe, I am the invigilator." The old man smiled, his eyes staring unblinkingly at the biscuits in her hands.

"Hello, teacher." As he spoke, Qin Luo hurriedly threw the biscuits into his mouth. "Katz, Katz."

"... Are you done? If you are done, hand in the papers!" The old man's mouth twitched and his face was filled with helplessness.

"Then I'll hand in the papers." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Uh -

Hand in the script? The old man was stunned.

He was just joking, he never thought that Qin Luo would really hand in the script.

"Classmate, are you sure? You have to know that if the answer is written incorrectly, points will be deducted." The old man kindly reminded.2

"Teacher, you're right" Qin Luo picked up the test paper again and looked at it carefully.

The old man nodded with satisfaction. A faint smile appeared on his face again. In the words of China, this was called: A child can be taught.

However, in the next second, the smile on his face froze.

"Teacher, I've checked it. I'll hand in the paper." Qin Luo's voice rang again.

Ha, ha, ha.

One minute, no, twenty seconds, not even yet.

This is his inspection?

Qin Luo placed the paper on the table, stood up, and left.

... "" The old man suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He left just like that?

Not only did the old man feel dizzy, even the group of students who were taking the exam also felt a little dizzy.

When they were still thinking hard about how to solve the questions, when they were still writing quickly, the others had already handed in their papers and left.

Why was there such a huge gap between them?

"Damn it!" In the corner of the classroom, the blond man, Tesla, sneered. He stared unblinkingly at Qin Luo's back as he left, his eyes filled with ridicule.

As one of the local fighters, he knew the difficulty of this exam. It would take him two and a half hours to solve the difficulty of this exam.

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