282: C282 The Stress of Reading Was Huge

C282 The Stress of Reading Was Huge

"Old Qin, is our son stupid from studying?" His biological mother, Fu Xiaowan, asked carefully.

He laughed wildly for no reason, and even laughed for such a long time. Qin Luo's unusual behavior made Fu Xiaowan feel uneasy from kicking him.

Just yesterday, she had just seen online that a high school student had chosen to end his life because he was too stressed out in his studies.

And from the pressure that Qin Luo was currently bearing, it seemed that he was even heavier than the student who had committed suicide.

The number one bookworm in the history of Beishan Fourth Middle School, the new hope of the mathematics world, Fields's candidate...

There were countless titles above Qin Luo's head, and all of these were enough to put pressure on him.

The pressure of studying?

Thinking of this, Qin Lin's face suddenly darkened. "Could it be because of the Yanjing report?"

Qin Luo had told him about going to the Yanjing report, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Qin Luo only attended the report as a listener and didn't report on the stage.

But now it seemed like Qin Lin thought it was too simple.

"No, we won't be going to this report!" Fu Xiaowan's pretty eyes flashed a cold light and she said sternly, "I can't watch my son become a fool."

As she thought about it, Fu Xiaowan had an impulse to cry.

She had been pregnant for ten months, and after 17 years of tiredness, Qin Luo had finally grown up. But now, if Qin Luo was provoked by a report and became a fool, he would not be able to find a place to cry.

"En." Qin Lin nodded his head in agreement.

... ""

In the room, Qin Luo was dumbfounded.

Fu Xiaowan and Qin Lin's "talking" was not a small sound. Plus, the soundproofing in the room was very poor, so the conversation between them kept falling into Qin Luo's ears.

Was he crushed by the pressure?

Qin Luo nodded his head in agreement.

To be honest, he felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

As the most outstanding genius student in the history of Beishan Fourth Middle School, Qin Luo felt that the wind was very strong and the pressure was very strong.

"Old Qin, where's the rope at home?" At this moment, his biological mother Fu Xiaowan's voice entered his ears once again.

"Why are you looking for the rope?"

"Of course I want to tie him up and send him to the hospital." A flash of determination flashed across Fu Xiaowan's eyes and she coldly said, "We must make sure that nothing goes wrong."

"That makes sense." Qin Lin nodded, then turned around and entered the warehouse.

A few seconds later, he walked out with a green rope in his hand.

"Knock knock knock..." His father Qin Lin knocked on the door.

"Hurry up and come out. Let's eat outside today."

... ""

Father and mother, if the volume of your conversation is a little lower, I might believe it...

"Qin Luo, hurry up."1

Sigh, why did I end up with this pair of parents?

After hesitating for a while, Qin Luo stood up from the bed and opened the door.

Given the quality of his room, Qin Luo reckoned that it wouldn't be able to stop his own father and mother.

Hualala ~

Just as the door opened, Qin Lin suddenly rushed in.

Without saying a word, he took the rope and put it on Qin Luo's head.

Qin Luo:???

Father, can we still talk properly?

At this moment, Qin Luo suddenly had a feeling that he had f * cked a dog.

He couldn't understand why his father was different from other people's.

"Dad. "

"What? You called me Dad? "Qin Lin suddenly stopped tying himself up and looked at Qin Luo in disbelief.

If I didn't call you father, would I call you brother?

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