Chapter 1517 - A Girl Like Luoluo
National School Prince Is A Girl
The entertainment companies that came were shocked by Qin Moâs words and didnât dare to come again. After all, the Qin Group could easily crush them. Whether it was money or resources, they were the top of the entire industry. Moreover, ... Fiancé... cough cough!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
You didnât even need to use your imagination to know how stunned the bosses of the entertainment companies were.
At that moment, Qin Moâs assistance broke into a faint smile as he thought to himself that the main focus of his young masterâs words hadnât been his wealth. Instead, it was that he had been proposed to. Boss Qin wanted the entire corporate world to know he was taken...
Mr. Li, whom Qin Mo had asked previously regarding how to raise a younger brother, never received any follow-up questions.
There were some who remained persistent and wanted to speak with Bo Jiu privately. In the end, they realized they had been too naive.
There were some people who the press couldnât follow easily. After all, the Courtyard wasnât a place anyone could enter.
Those seniors who had retired often saw Qin Mo take this little kid out for a walk. Occasionally, they would ask the child to help move flowers, and would casually ask, âDid you do your homework?â
As a child that wasnât disciplined, Bo Jiu would freeze up whenever she was asked such questions. âWe can talk about something else.â
After she had been in school, Bo Jiu didnât sleep. She took a book and read it carelessly. She couldnât be struck speechless every time she reached home and the Almighty asked what she had learnt.
On another note, the blonde from No. 2 Middle School was here again looking for someone. The main point was that he wanted to study. Bo Jiu was shocked. She sized him up and asked, âStudy? You?â
The blonde had an expression that said, âyou can study for love, why canât I?â His actual words were, âThat someone wants me to go into a good university, she wants me to work harder.â
âOh,â Bo Jiu replied. âWho is it?â
âYou donât have to know, â the blonde replied, feeling suddenly shy.
Bo Jiu tapped the table. âYou want me to tutor you?â
âIsnât that obvious?â The blonde retreated and swept a glance at the people behind. âI originally wanted them to teach me.â
Bo Jiu followed his gaze and saw the group that looked confused. They were street bullies that didnât even understand elementary level English. âThere was probably no progress.â
âThey told me all the wrong answers!â the blonde replied in frustration.
Bo Jiu: ... Were you trying to study or were you asking for answers?
âMaster, you have to help me.â The blonde scratched his head. âI canât do that badly. Even though it doesnât seem like much right now, my mom says it will be important when I enter the working world.â
Bo Jiu arched her brow. âWrong, when you enter the working world, they will look at who your father is.â
The blondeâs face stiffened. âWhen I canât make it anymore, Iâll return home to inherit the family business.â
Bo Jiu stuffed a hand into her pants pocket and seemed to have thought of something. She leaned forward and asked, âIs education so important?â
âAnyway, her group of friends always feel that I donât understand anything. The way they look at me is really... Actually, it doesnât bother me much.â The blonde turned his head and said, âI donât want her to be ashamed.â
Bo Jiuâs eyes were calm. âWhat if the girlâs education is low?â
âI would properly be talked about when she enters the working world.â The blonde pretended to have a deep thought process. âI donât care. It would be tiring to talk to people with high education levels. Do you know what they will talk about? They would talk about the progress of mankind and ask me how the theory of relativity came into being. If you donât understand, you have no culture. Aish, that was a blow.â
With that, Bo Jiuâs eyes deepened. âWhat if itâs a girl like Luoluo?â