407: C407 He Didn't Have Money He Only Had One Life

C407 He Didn't Have Money He Only Had One Life

Qin Luo had been resting at home throughout the New Year's Day. He either drove Fu Xiaowan out to buy groceries in a Porsche or drove a Porsche to buy groceries with Fu Xiaowan.

Driving a luxury car to buy groceries? This rather eye-catching scene was naturally put on the Internet.

"Shocking, the youngest professor in history actually did such a thing..."

"Driving Porsche 911, is it appropriate to be a public teacher?"

... ""

The youngest professor in the history of Yanjing University actually drove a luxury car to buy groceries?

For a moment, there was a commotion on the Internet about Qin Luo.

There were supporters, and there were even more opposition.

Fu Xiaowan was furious when she saw the denouncement on the Internet that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.

Moreover, the public opinion was still increasing, and even the owners of Minhe District were discussing it.

"I'm so angry. These people just can't eat grapes and say that they are sour!" Fu Xiaowan threw her phone to the side and said angrily.

What's wrong with driving a luxury car? That was earned by Qin Luo with his own ability. If he didn't steal it, he wouldn't steal it. Why couldn't he drive it?

"Son, aren't you going to say something?" Fu Xiaowan turned her head and looked at Qin Luo.

Say something?

She thought about it. After all, she was a celebrity, so she should say something.

Qin Luo took out his phone from his pocket and opened Weibo.

"I will never return to my hometown. It's like a night in embroidered clothes."

"Friendly Reminder: The lecture of the chalk college entrance exam is about to begin. Children who haven't downloaded the chalk for the college entrance exam, hurry up and download it! "

After thinking for a while, Qin Luo added a "cute expression" at the back and sent it out.

"Done."

"Done? So fast?" Fu Xiaowan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"It was not a big deal to begin with..."

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."

Before Qin Luo could finish his sentence, the notification on his phone kept ringing.

When he saw the number of 99 private messages, Qin Luo's eyebrows twitched.

How long had it been? It hadn't even been a minute. Where did so many people pay attention to Weibo?

Hmph, a bunch of Underachievers.

In the next second, Qin Luo picked up his phone and checked the contents of the private message one by one.

"Genius student, can your advertisement slogan not be so awkward?"

"Good Student Qin, you are a Porsche driver. Other people advertise it by forwarding and drawing. What about you? I don't mean anything at all. Can't you be more careful? "

Hehe, why did these people pay attention to the wrong place? The main purpose of this Weibo post of mine is to clarify things, okay?0

Shaking his head, Qin Luo started to write a blog post and posted it on the link. "Repost this Weibo post and get ten fans to give a bookworm's autograph."

Qin Luo had also thought of giving money, but that would be too vulgar. As the youngest bookworm in the history of China, Qin Luo felt that he should not be affected by the mud.

After all, he could be considered a celebrity. Wouldn't the autograph of a celebrity be more meaningful than giving money?

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."

As soon as he sent out the message, Qin Luo's phone rang again.

"Genius student, please don't be such a show-off. Everyone is an intellectual, so it's more practical to withdraw money."

"The first floor is right. I like it."

"I don't want an autographed photo. Can you give me a discount?"

... ""

Qin Luo really wanted to find out which one was different from the rest of the comments, but unfortunately, he searched all the comments and did not find a single one.

Vulgar! Vulgar!

Qin Luo angrily closed his Weibo. He didn't have any money, but he did have an autographed photo!

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