Chapter 1868 Departure, Zhang Huaxia
Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "A double Nobel Prize, it is also a good story to spread."
Bob Dylan: "…"
Greedy?
To be honest, he felt that Qin Luo's was really greedy.
But what can be done about this?
Others Qin Luo has this ability!
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When everything was calm, it was already two days later.
Standing at Vienna International Airport, Qin Luo can be said to be full of emotions.
Originally, he came here simply to receive an award, and then went home, it was so easy, so comfortable, so simple.
But what Qin Luo never expected was that such a complicated situation would arise from the original simple plot.
What Curie Hannah, Moore Kress, Qin Luo never thought that these people would jump out.
Fortunately, there was no danger, and all the turmoil has passed.
Standing at the gate of the airport, Qin Luo turned to look at Cameron beside him.
"Professor Cameron, it's almost time, we can start..." Qin Luo said with a smile.
"Am I stealing a piece of chicken?" Looking at the crowd in front of him, the corners of Cameron's mouth kept twitching.
In his script, Qin Luo originally played his own role.
But the cruel thing is that his and Qin Luo's identities were completely reversed, and Qin Luo became the winning side.
The plot changes so fast that I can't turn it around!
Yes, even now, Cameron is standing at the gate of the airport, preparing to fly to China to teach, but he still hasn't recovered.
There's no way, this happened so fast, it was like he was dreaming.
Stealing the chicken is not enough to lose the rice?
Hearing Cameron's words, Qin Luo smiled.
To be honest, he didn't think it was stealing chickens without losing money, Qin Luo felt that this should be regarded as stealing chickens without losing money.
After all, Cameron's value is more than a handful of meters can describe.
"Professor Cameron, I think you must have misunderstood, you can't call it stealing chickens and losing money..."
"What should it be called?"
"It should be called: Stealing a chicken is not a loss!" Qin Luo said seriously: "From the perspective of value, Professor Cameron, your value is much higher than a handful of rice."
Cameron: "..."
For some reason, Cameron always felt like crying.
Now that it was all right, he folded himself in.
"Huh..." After a while, Cameron let out a long breath, his eyes full of seriousness: "Let's go, let's go to Huaxia!"
While speaking, Cameron swaggered towards the boarding gate.
Just at the end of the terminal, a huge Airbus A380 is steadily docked on the apron.
Soon, the sweet voice of the stewardess came over the radio.
"Gentlemen and ladies, flight MH370 to China is ready to take off. Passengers who haven't boarded the plane please board as soon as possible."
"Gentlemen and ladies, flight MH370 to Huaxia is ready to take off..."
"Ladies and gentlemen……"
Emmm...MH370!Why does this flight number sound so familiar?Isn't this exactly the same as the Malaysia Airlines that disappeared many years ago.
The corner of Cameron's mouth twitched. For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Qin Luo, why don't we take the next flight?" Cameron tentatively asked.