Chapter 672
As Schultz said, the Crawford Foundation is indeed rich and powerful. They not only awarded Qin Luo and Schultz a full bonus.
That night, the Crawford Foundation held a grand dinner in a five-star hotel next to the Royal Academy of Sciences.
Because it is the Chinese New Year, and the winner this time, Qin Luo, is from China, so the main color of the venue this time is mainly red, and red lanterns are hung high at the entrance of the hotel. In order to celebrate for Qin Luo, the Foundation , also specially ordered a few boxes of fireworks neatly placed on both sides.
As time passed, the night quietly fell, and the whole hotel began to boil.
"Bang bang bang!" The gorgeous fireworks exploded in the air, and the dinner officially kicked off.
As the youngest winner in the history of the Crawford Award, Qin Luo has attracted the attention of colleagues in the industry.
Especially the big cows in the field of functional functions.
Holding wine glasses in their hands, they smiled and nodded to Qin Luo.
Of course, Qin Luo would also raise his wine glass to them from a distance with a bright smile.
To be honest, Qin Luo doesn't like to drink alcohol. First, Qin Luo thinks that the taste of wine is not good, and even has a bitter taste.
If you don't see the bottle of vodka in his hand and just look at his appearance, it's hard to connect him with the fighting nation.
After finishing speaking, his head was full, and he was instantly bottomed out.
"Oh, Professor Qin congratulates you, becoming the youngest professor in Crawford's history." Smirnov grinned and raised his glass: "Cheers to Professor Qin."
Stanislav Smirnov, winner of the Fields Medal in 2010, the most outstanding mathematician of the fighting nation, is currently a professor at the Department of Mathematics of the University of Geneva.
"..." This is the fighting nation!
"Cheers, Professor Qin!" Smirnov touched Qin Luo on his own, then picked up the glass and drank it down.
Very full, Qin Luo felt that it would overflow in the next second.
"Oh, Professor Qin, how can you drink red wine? It's a drink for children, men should drink vodka!" While speaking, he raised his hand and poured Qin Luo a glass of wine.
Of course, just because Qin Luo doesn't like drinking doesn't mean that other people don't like it, such as the brown-haired, gentle-looking middle-aged man in front of Qin Luo.
"Professor Qin is your turn!" he said.
"Professor Stanislav Smirnov, hello." Qin Luo smiled and stretched out his right hand.
Secondly, Qin Luo doesn't like the feeling of being anesthetized by alcohol. As a scholar, Qin Luo feels that he should stay awake at all times, so Qin Luo has always kept a respectful distance from things like alcohol.
"I..." Qin Luo wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say anything. The other party was not an ordinary person. The other party was Smirnov, a winner of the Fields Medal.
Gritting his teeth, Qin Luo drank the red wine in one gulp.
Last glass!
Qin Luo made up his mind, then raised his hand to put the golden wine into his mouth.
Qin Luo:? ? ?
When did he say he was going to clink glasses and drink?All of this is directed and acted by you, okay?
hot!This was Qin Luo's first feeling.
bitter!This is Qin Luo's second feeling.
tired!This is Qin Luo's third feeling.
And then, Qin Luo didn't feel anything anymore...
In a daze, he saw Smirnov pour vodka into his glass again.