1319: C1319 My Broadsword Is Already Unable to Endure the Thirst

C1319 My Broadsword Is Already Unable to Endure the Thirst

"Ahem, you don't have to go home, do you?" Qin Luo gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words through the gaps between his teeth.

"Professor Qin, please be Shaolin's teacher." Lee Zhenhua said with a smile.

You might not believe me, but just now, I was already properly arranged.

Of course, Qin Luo wouldn't say this out loud.

It would be embarrassing to say it out loud.

Lee Zhenhua became a little anxious when he saw that Qin Luo hadn't said anything for a long time.

"Professor Qin, don't worry. I promise you that the treatment will satisfy you." Lee Zhenhua said, "Also, as long as you agree to be Shaolin's teacher, I, Lee Zhenhua, owe you three favors."

"Deal!" Qin Luo gladly accepted it.

In any case, he had already been given orders by Qin Guoyang. Whether he agreed or not was already a foregone conclusion.

Now that he could still get some benefits, Qin Luo felt slightly better in his heart.

"Thank you, professor!" Lee Zhenhua smiled brightly and said in a clear voice, "Shaolin, Shaolin, come out quickly. I have hired the mathematics teacher for you."

"And it is the best in all of China."

Lee Zhenhua's voice was very loud, and almost everyone heard it.

Qin Guoyang, Chen Qiangsheng, and a bunch of big names...

However, they all kept silent at the same time.

They really wanted to see Lee Zhenhua's expression later.

Lee Shaolin came, holding a practice book and hurriedly walking over.

Seeing his own son carrying a textbook, Lee Zhenhua's tears streamed down his face.

A prodigal son turning back, a prodigal son turning back!

What else could be more touching than Qin Yang seeing Lee Shaolin hugging the textbook?

"Son, quickly come and meet Professor Qin." Lee Zhenhua grabbed his son's right hand and said excitedly, "Professor Qin is Fields, Bell, the candidate for the top three awards in the Turing Award."

"As long as you study seriously with Professor Qin, I can promise you that you will be the second top student in Huaxia in less than three years."

Three years, one year, Professor Qin?

Lee Shaolin was a little confused when he heard Lee Zhenhua's words.

To be honest, he had never planned to be a bookworm.

Also, Qin Luo had been his teacher for a long time and had nothing to do with Lee Zhenhua.

"Dad, Professor Qin has been my teacher for a long time." Lee Shaolin said.

Lee Zhenhua:???

What was going on, didn't Chen Qiangsheng say that the other party was very difficult to invite? Why did he become Lee Shaolin's teacher?

Could it be a prophecy? That shouldn't be the case.

"What is the situation with my son?" Lee Zhenhua asked while gritting his teeth.1

He couldn't believe his ears.

"It's like this..." Lee Shaolin quickly explained the sequence of events.

Confused!

Confused.

Upon hearing Lee Shaolin's words, Lee Zhenhua stood rooted to the spot.

It was strange that no one had spoken just now. No wonder no one had stopped him just now.

He had never thought that he would actually make a last-ditch effort.

The three favors he had given out for no reason, and he just couldn't take them back. This deal had gone viral!

Every time he thought of this, Lee Zhenhua felt like he had f * cked a dog.

After a long while, Lee Zhenhua stretched out his hand and patted Lee Shaolin's shoulder. He said earnestly, "Shaolin, since you finally found such a good teacher, you have to treasure it."

"Next year's college entrance exam, let's go to Yanjing University."

Dad, you might not believe me, but I don't want to be a bookworm at all.

"Dad, I don't want to be a bookworm..."

"Your grandfather's treasured katana has become rusty. It's time to take it out and grind it..." Lee Zhenhua acted as if he didn't hear him and said to himself.

Lee Shaolin: "@ $#%..."

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