Chapter 1758 The price of my signature has increased
in your head?
Hearing Qin Luo's words, the corners of Mo Tai's mouth couldn't help twitching wildly. He really wanted to refute that Qin Luo was bragging, but he couldn't say anything!
Think about Qin Luo's past experience, whether it is the Crawford Mathematics Award, the later Fields Medal, or the interdisciplinary Computer Pioneer Award, he chooses to withdraw almost every time he takes the stage.
And now, Qin Luo continues to draft, what can't be understood?
"Come on, I'm optimistic about you..." Mo Tai stretched out his hand and patted Qin Luo's shoulder, and said solemnly.
You may not believe it, but I am also optimistic about myself.
Glancing at the task bar, task: to stand on the highest Nobel podium (in progress), Qin Luo showed a faint smile on his mouth.
"Ahem, Dean, and Professor Qin, can you chat for a while? It's getting late. If we keep chatting, the award ceremony should be over soon..." The middle-aged woman standing aside said .
Almost over?
Qin Luo hurriedly took out his mobile phone to look at it, and just chatted a few words, but the time has come to 8.45!There are still 15 minutes until the Nobel Prize awarding ceremony!
Worthy!
With a sudden heartbeat, Qin Luo quickly got into the carriage and kept urging: "Drive fast, we're going to be late!"
Yes, Qin Luo was very worried about being late, because in a sense, he was determined to win the Nobel Prize in Physics before him.
He didn't want to arouse the dislike of the jury because of being late, and thus lose this easy-to-get medal.
Uh... Does this mean that you are not busy in the morning and flustered in the evening?
Seeing the hurried expression on Qin Luo's face, the corners of Motel's mouth twitched again.
Qin Luo was calm and composed at the first second, but at the next second, his expression was hurried. The contrast between before and after was too great, which made him feel speechless.
"Let's go back to school!" Motel waved his hand, calling everyone to get on the bus.
A moment later, the Mercedes-Benz car was like a wild horse running wildly in the direction of the Royal Academy of Music in Vienna.
After a while, the crowd of onlookers suddenly came to their senses.
They stared blankly at the direction the Mercedes-Benz was leaving, their eyes full of horror.
"I said, the person just now was Qin Luo?" Someone in the crowd asked uncertainly.
"probably?"
"In other words, just now I actually stood with the future Nobel Prize winner?"
"It should be." Everyone nodded.
Yes!
The blond man's eyelids twitched and he hurriedly asked, "Who took a picture?"
Photograph?
Hearing the words of the blond man, everyone froze in place.
They looked around and shook their heads without exception.
"Why do you want to take pictures?" Everyone asked.
But in the next second, they seemed to understand something!
Qin Luo is a future Nobel Prize winner, and taking a photo with Qin Luo is enough to become their bragging rights.
But they let this opportunity go!
"Damn, why didn't anyone remind me?"
"Even if Professor Qin's autographed photo is not used for bragging, it can be sold on the black market for $900!"
"..."
All of a sudden, everyone wailed...
In the Mercedes-Benz car, Qin Luo looked hurried, he didn't know the situation of everyone.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
Sign them?Qin Luo felt that it would be better to sign for himself!