Chapter 936 A Bottle of Bright Red Old Godmother

"Thank you, teacher." Qin Nianran quickly ordered a braised pork fried rice with a happy answer.

Looking at the shiny porcelain bowl, Qin Luo's eyes fell on Qin Nianran's face, and then he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you tired?"

greasy?

Qin Nianran paused for a while with the chopsticks in his hand, and stared at Qin Luo with his beautiful eyes: "Of course I will get tired."

"Then you still eat?"

"Because I have a trick to get rid of greasy!"

While talking, Qin Nianran took out a bottle of red oil chili sauce from her bag, and the chili sauce had the portrait of an amiable old man printed on it.

Old godmother!

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

He never dreamed that Qin Nianran would pull out such a "mass" weapon of destruction.

"Haha, girls should eat less spicy food, because eating too much is easy to get acne." Qin Luo said earnestly.

"Understood!" Qin Nianran nodded obediently, and then tossed around in his bag.

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

This time it is not "Laoganma" but "Peilin mustard"

Qin Luo:  …

MMP!

It feels like a fishbone is stuck in your throat.

Quickly resolving the battle, Qin Luo left the cafeteria. At this moment, Qin Luo's mind was full of Lao Ganma, Peilin mustard, and Qin Nianran's shadow.

Tasty?

Would you like to buy a bottle to try?

Thinking about it, Qin Luo walked towards the supermarket.

"Mr. Qin..."

"Professor Qin..."

"Is Luoshen free, can you sign me?" As he spoke, he took out a thick notebook...

"..."

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

As a low-key academic bully, Qin Luo did not refuse the enthusiasm of his classmates, and all responded with a smile. Although it was a little hard work, Qin Luo took it all in.

Under the warm reception of the classmates, Qin Luo came to the campus supermarket.

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

The owner of the supermarket was a middle-aged man of about 367 years old. When he saw Qin Luo's arrival, he quickly greeted him.

Did I say I want to buy Lao Ganma?

Thinking about it, Qin Luo still shook his head.

"Cough, just walk around."

"Then you can walk around slowly and call me anytime if you need anything." The boss replied, but his eyes were still looking at Qin Luo.

Uh……

I don't know why, being stared at by the boss so hot, Qin Luo has the illusion of panic.

Under the scorching eyes of everyone and the gaze of the camera, Qin Luo slowly walked to the seasoning area.

"Shocked, the world-renowned scholar turned out to be difficult for the family."

"The hall above, the kitchen below, the new standard for a good man in the twenty-first world?"

"..."

The classmates of the journalism department, the witty words, one after another eye-catching headlines came into being...

"Brother Meng, today the anchor leads everyone into the inner world of Xueba..."

"Every boss will start broadcasting a big deal in this live broadcast room today, a plane and a signature of Luoshen."

"..."

WTF?

A plane to send a signature?

Hearing the exclamation in his ears, Qin Luo's legs trembled and he almost fell to the ground.

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

And it's not enough to sign one, he has to sign a lot.

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