"Professor Qin, you are the first Chinese to win the potzman prize for physics. Does this mean that Chinese physics has been ahead of the world?"

"You must be excited to get the potzman prize in physics right now?"

“……”

Problems, like a barrage of questions, and more importantly, they speak all languages.

English, French, Russian, even Arabic

Qin Luo admits that he is a Xueba, but he has not been able to use the language flexibly, so that Qin Luogen doesn't know how to answer.

If only Ma fan had been there

At this moment, Qin Luo especially missed the voice of his hometown.

"May I ask Professor Qin, what made you jump from mathematics to physics?" At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind Qin Luo.

Looking around, Ma fanshu is walking slowly with the microphone.

After him, he also followed Fu Zhendong and other old professors of Yanda.

Sure enough, Chinese is the best sound in the world

Qin Luo smiles and says, "remember when I was in Geneva, did I say a word to you?"

Ma fan Book slightly a Leng, immediately smile, way: "what?"

"When I won the Computer Pioneer Award, you asked me why I chose to study, and my answer was: I want to change the world." At this point, Qin Luo pauses for a moment, then solemnly says: "now, I'm trying to make the world change."

Yes, the world is being changed in silence.

Whether it is the advent of graphene battery or the breakthrough of hydrogen extraction technology, Qin luozhu is gradually changing the world with his own strength.

Although the power is still very weak now, it will certainly develop into a torrent in the future

"Change the world?"

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Ma fanshu's eyes are full of bright light.

Once upon a time, Ma fanshu thought that Qin Luo's goal was too unreal and unrealistic.

But now, she found herself wrong.

The advent of hydrogen energy will greatly change the existing structure of energy use.

In the future, there will be countless hydrogen energy industries.

From this moment on, the world is quietly changing because of Qin Luo.

……

Because of time, Ma fan Shu's interview was very short. Qin Luo simply answered a few questions and left.

As a low-key young man with four talents, from the "conscience" point of view, Qin Luo is not willing to appear in front of the camera. Of course, if it is really out of place, he said at that time.

The next day, when the bright sun shines on Qin Luo's face, Qin Luo slowly opens his eyes.

Looking at the time, it's already 10 o'clock in the morning.

After washing, Qin Luo rushed to the hotel restaurant.

As a global chain of five-star hotels, the restaurant of Hilton Hotel is very luxurious. It is equipped with 26 chefs in one kitchen. You can eat delicious food from different countries and regions in the world.

Looking for a seat by the window, Qin Luo waved to the waiter in suit.

"I'm glad to serve you, sir. What can I do for you?" The waiter smiles and nods to Qin Luo.

"Milk, fried dough sticks, and an egg. Thank you..."