936: C936 What a Bright Red Bottle of Old Mama

C936 What a Bright Red Bottle of Old Mama

"Thank you, teacher." Qin Nianrann answered happily and quickly ordered a serving of Stewed Meat Fried Rice.

Looking at the shiny porcelain bowl, Qin Luo's eyes fell on Qin Nianrann's face. He couldn't help but ask, "Don't you feel bored?"

Tired?

The chopsticks in Qin Nianrann's hand paused. His pretty eyes stared at Qin Luo. "Of course I am."

"Then you still want to eat?"

"Because I have an ultimate skill that can get rid of greasy things!"

As he spoke, Qin Nianrann took out a bottle of chili sauce from his bag. On top of the chili sauce was the image of an amiable old man.

Old Ganma!

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched.

He would never have dreamt that Qin Nianrann would take out such a "large-scale" weapon of mass destruction.

"Hehe, girls should eat less spicy food. If you eat too much, you will get pimples." Qin Luo said earnestly.

"Understood!" Qin Nianrann nodded obediently and flipped his bag.

The next moment, another bottle appeared in front of Qin Luo.

This time it wasn't "Old Gan Ma." Instead, it was Old Gan Ma. "Pepperwood pickles"

Qin Luo:... "

Motherf * cker!

He felt like his throat was stuck by a fishbone.

After quickly ending the battle, Qin Luo left the canteen. At this moment, Qin Luo's mind was filled with the images of his godmother, the pepperwood pickles, and Qin Nianrann.

Was it delicious?

Should he buy a bottle and try it out?

Thinking about it, Qin Luo walked towards the supermarket.

"Professor Qin..."

"Professor Qin..."

"Is Expert Luo free? Can you give me an autograph?" As he spoke, he took out a thick notebook.

... ""

Along the way, many students recognized him and greeted Qin Luo.

As a low-profile bookworm, Qin Luo did not reject the enthusiasm of his classmates. All of them smiled and answered. Although it was a little tiring, Qin Luo was one of them.

Under the enthusiastic hospitality of his classmates, Qin Luo arrived at the school supermarket.

"Expert Luo, what do you want to buy? Tell me directly..."

The supermarket owner was a middle-aged man about 367 years old. When he saw Qin Luo, he quickly came out to welcome him.

Could it be that I want to buy an old godmother?2

Thinking about it, Qin Luo still shook his head.

"Cough cough, I'm just taking a stroll."

"You can take your time. Call me if you need anything." The boss responded, but his eyes were still burning as he looked at Qin Luo.

Er...

Qin Luo didn't know why, but being stared at by the boss like this made him panic.

Under everyone's burning gaze and the focus of the camera, Qin Luo slowly walked towards the seasoning area.

"Shocking. A top student from the famous world. He's actually from a poor family."

"The hall above, the kitchen below, the new standard for a good man in the 21st world? The hall above, the kitchen below, the new standard for a good man in the 21st world?"

... ""

The students from the news department were full of wonderful words and headlines that attracted people's attention were born one after another...

"Brother Meng, today the live streamer will lead everyone into the inner world of the top student... Brother Meng, today the live streamer will lead you into the inner world of the top student..."

"Today, this live broadcast room will host a huge remuneration for the guests, a plane, and a signature from Expert Luo."

... ""

WTF?

A plane giving an autograph?

Qin Luo's legs trembled when he heard the exclamation. He almost fell to the ground.

Just now, it was this man who had started the live broadcast. He was holding a thick notebook and looking for his autograph.

Moreover, it wasn't enough to sign one, so he had to sign a lot.

Qin Luo originally thought that his seven aunt and eight aunt were all his fans, but he never expected that he would actually use his signature to exchange for a "plane!"

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