Chapter 3855 Congratulations, Professor Jon
"Ladies and gentlemen, professors, temporarily changing the rules to allow everyone to vote is indeed a waste of everyone's time. I am here to apologize to everyone on behalf of all the staff of the Nevanlinna Award."
While talking, Charles Robert bowed to everyone.
Everyone: "!@#￥%..."
For a moment, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched wildly.
Delaying time, definitely delaying time!
In their minds, the same idea couldn't help popping up.
Charles Robert is just stalling.
After bowing deeply, Charles Robert straightened his back again, and he said loudly: "Okay, I know everyone must be scolding me for delaying time again, so I won't talk nonsense anymore. Statistics, now everyone's votes are in my hands, now it's time to reveal the answer."
While speaking, Charles Robert looked at Jon.
"Congratulations, Professor Jon."
Jon: ? ? ?
I won an award!
Worthy!
how can that be!
Hearing Charles Robert's words, Jon almost didn't cry out.
From the moment Qin Luo proved Birch and Swinnerton-Dell's conjecture, Jon was already desperate.
But now, Charles Robert actually said congratulations to himself.
Worthy!
Without the slightest hesitation, Jon stood up immediately.
Just about to go on stage, but the next moment, Charles Robert's words made him froze in place.
"The number of votes you get: 1 vote."
Jon: ? ? ?
1 votes?
Am I hearing something wrong?
Jon froze for a moment.
One second before, he was ready and went to the stage to accept the award.
But in the next second, things reversed for him.
At this moment, Jon was going crazy.
It is impossible to get on stage.
Jon just stood there, waving to everyone mechanically.
Embarrassing, really embarrassing.
Jon even wanted to find a crack in the ground if he could.
"Clap clap clap~"
In the next second, thunderous applause erupted in the entire auditorium.
The crowd applauded vigorously, but the reason for their applause was not because Jon won the award, but to celebrate his courage.
Amid the warm applause, Jon sat down again.
Soon, Charles Robert looked away.
This time, he turned his attention to Peter Xiuer.
The corner of Peter Xiu'er's mouth twitched. For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart at this moment.
As if something bad is about to happen.
Sure enough, Charles Robert spoke again in the next second.
He smiled slightly and said, "Congratulations, Professor Peter Xiuer."
With Jon's previous experience, Peter Xiu did not move this time.
He just stayed where he was, and the old god looked at Charles Robert with ease.
He knew that his result might not be much better than Jon's.
Seeing Peter Xiu'er not moving, a faint smile appeared on Charles Robert's face.
"We know the strength of Professor Peter Xiuer, and his strength is also intuitively reflected in the number of votes he has won."
"His votes are exactly twice that of Professor Jon."
How many votes is Jon?
1 votes!
How much is that doubled?
2 votes!
"Clap clap clap~"
In the auditorium, there was thunderous applause.