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Chapter 305 Probably Because They Are Richer

Shen Luo pointed at himself uncertainly, feeling a little puzzled.

"Stop pointing, it's you!" The old professor and Shen Luo were disgusted with each other.

Shen Luo never thought that disasters would really happen, but out of respect for the old professor, he still stood up at this time, wanting to hear what the old professor was going to do.

The other people in the classroom also gloated at this time.

"Hahahaha, this guy is probably finished."

"The last one was deducted normal points, I think this guy will probably be deducted."

"Hey, it doesn't matter at all. The important thing is that he will lose face in front of the goddess."

"The old professor will definitely not give him face."

"That's really satisfying."

"This is the fate of hooking up with our school belle!"

"Hahaha, for some reason, I want to see how the old professor got angry."

"Treat this guy well, and finally make him miserable."

"Well... then, will Goddess Wanwan feel distressed?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to see Goddess Wanwan comforting this guy?"

"Fuck! Don't talk about it."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

"..."

"...,"

These guys who were planning to watch the fun suddenly became depressed again because of such a sentence, and they wanted to see Shen Luo make a fool of themselves, but when they thought that Su Guiwan might go to comfort Shen Luo, these people felt anxious. It's getting worse.

Shen Luo stood up, the old professor squinted, and then flipped through his teaching plan: "According to a survey conducted by the American social scientist Woz Kishud, among a hundred people of the same age, the People who are relatively successful 20 years later all have a very similar feature, that is, they all liked to travel very much when they were young. What do you think of this survey?"

A relatively broad question.

Before Shen Luo answered, the spectators below began to discuss again.

"This is water, right? This must be water, right?"

"Isn't that an easy question to answer?"

"Isn't this made up casually?"

"Would you like to sing another song about the meaning of travel to the old professor?"

"What kind of shit question is that?"

Most people think that the old professor's question is too easy to answer, and they can answer it by just making up it.

But there are also people who are still alive at this time and don't care.

"You guys think this question is a question for giving points, but I think this question is a question for giving. It seems that any answer is acceptable, but for a subjective question like this, the final answer is not correct, and the old professor has the final say ? As long as the old professor doesn't like this guy, I guess he will be cold."

"Hey... Great God, what you said seems to make sense."

"It feels...as if that's the case."

After this person's analysis, a group of people suddenly felt that what he said made sense, and nodded.

"In this way, it feels like this guy is still going to be cold."

"Speaking of which, none of you know him?"

"I don't know, it's not our management anyway."

"MD, don't let me know which academy he is from, or I'll kill him!"

"Is it so scary?"

A bunch of people were discussing, but Shen Luo was still thinking. The old professor on the podium was a little impatient at this moment: "Student, where is your answer?"

Shen Luo coughed, her face was slightly rosy.

Su Guiwan on the side wanted to remind Shen Luo in a low voice, but was shrunk back by the old professor's stern eyes.

Some people have already secretly laughed out loud, they like to see Shen Luo embarrassing the most.Such a performance now obviously meets their requirements.

"The old professor is getting angry! The more angry the better!"

"It's best to let this guy rebuild directly!"

Shen Luo also patted Su Guiwan's hand at this time, signaling to Su Guiwan not to worry, and a bunch of people were wailing again, Goddess, hold back your hands!

Shen Luo pondered for a moment, and said: "Why do these people who like to travel when they were young can be successful, and the worst is middle-class families... In my opinion, the reason is actually very simple, probably because their families themselves are relatively poor. Have money."

When the old professor heard the first half, he thought that this guy had a loud voice and his words were quite orderly. At this moment, he just picked up his thermos and planned to drink tea while listening to Shen Luo's analysis.

As soon as the first saliva reached his mouth, he heard Shen Luoyan's concise answer.

"puff……."

Shen Luo still said solemnly: "Only if the original family itself is not poor, can they be given good enough conditions to travel when they are young, and when these people need to start a business or do some other things Sometimes, their families can also provide a lot of help."

The old professor: "...."

The old professor was furious, and flew into a rage: "What major are you? What's your name!? From today onwards, you will not be taking this class!! The person above who said such a thing.”

Shen Luo didn't show embarrassment at all: "School of Economics and Management, Class [-] of International Trade, Shen Luo."

"Class [-] of Guomao, it's your class [-] of Guomao again!?" The old professor quickly picked up his roster, and looked for Shen Luo's name on it.

But there are also many people talking about it at this time.

"Guomao Class [-]? There is no such person in our class?"

"This guy, dare to report to the class indiscriminately?"

"I'm afraid it's not a crazy ball? Isn't this something that can be found out casually?"

"Openly provoking the professor, is this punishable?"

"Oh my God."

"So which class is he in?"

At this time, the old professor also searched around on his roster, but he couldn't find Shen Luo's name at all, and heard some students whispering, so he didn't understand what happened.

I couldn't help but get even more angry: "Which class are you in!?"

Shen Luo was a little helpless: "It's really from Class [-] of China World Trade Center."

"Hehe, what's your student number?"

"Number seven."

"No. [-], the student No. [-] is called Fengdu!"

Shen Luo said: "Eh... I'm from the first class of China World Trade Center in the last two sessions, not their current class. I just came to observe..."

Shen Luo didn't argue with the old professor whether his answer was right or wrong, because there was no need for it.The old professor still has some prestige, Shen Luo had heard about it when he was in college.

Shen Luo intended to be respectful, but the old professor did not let Shen Luo go.

This made Shen Luo feel a little helpless.

(End of this chapter)