295: C295 After the Two-colored Ball It Would be the Seven Stars

C295 After the Two-colored Ball It Would be the Seven Stars

The morning light passed through the veil and shone on Qin Luo's face. It was warm and comfortable.

Beishan City was different from the other cities in Huaxia. He was in the Church of the Edge. It was warm and humid all year round. Even though it was winter and the rain was very little, it often rained here.

"Ring, ring, ring ~"

The crisp ringing of the bell stimulated his eardrums.

"Other people wake up early to read books and gain knowledge."

"Others wake up early to work and raise their salaries"

"Others wake up early to exercise and have a good body."

"... " Laying in bed feels good for a moment and tears of youth flow in two lines. "

"Work hard and fight for a better tomorrow..."

Hehehe...

Qin Luo opened his eyes faintly and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and closed his eyes.

"Only Underachiever would wake up early and fight hard. The top students can't sleep all night..."

Besides, it was the weekend...

"Dong, dong, dong! "

However, just as Qin Luo closed his eyes, there was a series of rapid knocks on the door.

" Qin Luo, get up quickly. "Fu Xiaowan's voice entered Qin Luo's ears.

Fu Xiaowan was a devil.

Qin Luo's mouth twitched and he buried his head in the blanket.

"Qin Luo, I know you are awake."

"If you don't open the door, don't blame me for being rude to you. "Fu Xiaowan's mouth slightly lifted and said with a smile, "Don't forget, I have the key."

Key?

Qin Luo suddenly jumped up from the bed. He quickly put on his clothes and opened the door.

"Mom, why are you here? What's the matter? " Qin Luo opened his big watery eyes, as if he didn't know what was going on.

As Qin Luo's biological mother, Fu Xiaowan naturally knew what Qin Luo was thinking. However, he was not in a hurry to expose it. Instead, he smiled and said, " Can't I, the mother, talk to my son when I have nothing to do? "

Heart-to-heart talk?

Qin Luo wanted to smash his head against the wall when he thought of the pattern he had been looking for yesterday.

"Mom, just say what you want to say. "Qin Luo smiled bitterly.

"Ahem, what happened yesterday was my fault. Mom shouldn't have asked you to find the pattern of the two colored balls. Fu Xiaowan smiled and said," It is a little difficult to choose 7 out of 33. " “

Her biological mother, Fu Xiaowan, actually apologized.

Hehe...2

For some reason, Zhao Ming suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Gulp. "Qin Luo swallowed his saliva.

"Mom, if you have something to say, just say it. "Qin Luo asked carefully.

He would die sooner or later anyway, so he decided to take the initiative to accept his death.

" It's like this. It is indeed hard to choose 7 out of 33, but to choose 7 out of 10 is easy. Fu Xiaowan took out a small notebook from behind her and placed it in front of Qin Luo. "Mom downloaded this at night. The award number for the first 300 episodes." If you have time, study it and find a pattern. "

... "" Is there tofu? Qin Luo wanted to slam into the wall!

At this moment, Qin Luo's face was ashen. He had the urge to jump off a building.

"Mom, I don't have time..." Qin Luo tried his best to escape his fate.

No time? Fu Xiaowan narrowed her beautiful eyes. "If I remember correctly, today should be Saturday."

"But I still have to prepare for the report." Qin Luo made another plan.

"Isn't the report going to be next Monday? There are still two days left. You still have a lot of time. "

"Two more days, not much more"

"I'll say more then! "Fu Xiaowan angrily raised her eyebrows and sternly said.

"... " ... ""

What kind of mother did he meet?!

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