Chapter 1799

Is it because of Qin Luo's mouth?

To be honest, Richard won't believe it.

Judgment basis?

Hearing Richard's words, Qin Luo's face suddenly burst into a brilliant smile.

"Please look at a picture..."

Qin Luo pressed the button and another black hole photo appeared on the screen.

Unlike the previous photo, the orange light is almost consumed in the present photo.

"What they are doing is smart people, so we must have found out how different the photos are." Qin Luo looked around and said with a smile, "yes, this is a picture of a mature black hole."

"You can see that the light of perseverance is almost swallowed up, and even the space is distorted..."

In fact, without Qin Luo's explanation, we can all see that the black hole in this photo is much larger than the previous one.

Looking at the picture on the screen, Richard almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He finally caught a breakthrough, just ready to attack, but before two seconds, Qin Luo directly blocked the road!

MMP, I want to swear!

Of course, Richard couldn't scold him.

He has already deducted one point. If he is deducted once now, the Nobel Prize in physics will really miss him.

Bite teeth, Richard will be angry, dead press in the bottom of his heart.

On stage, Qin Luo's performance did not end.

After releasing this picture, Qin Luo's eyes again turned to Bob Dylan

"Chairman Bob..."

"Needless to say, I understand." Before Qin Luo finished speaking, Bob Dylan waved to the staff: "go, bring a white board to Professor Qin!"

"Understand!" The staff answered and turned away.

Soon the staff carried a white board in front of Qin Luo.

Qin Luo: "me! @#%……”

Don't know why, Qin Luo suddenly had a feeling of being guessed through.

This special Niang, can you play well?

Clenching his teeth, Qin Luo's eyes looked straight at Bob Dylan: "Chairman Bob, how do you know I want a whiteboard?"

Yes, he was curious. Why did Bob Dylan guess what he meant before he spoke?

"Article 2 of qinluo report code, white board should be used if necessary..." Bob Dylan said with a smile.

Qin Luo: "Qin Luo report code? This is a thing. Why does it sound so unreliable? "

Don't know why, Qin Luo's heart suddenly has a kind of ominous premonition, he premonites that his code of conduct may have been "some people" to find out.

Do you want to change it?

Think about it, Qin Luo solemnly nodded.

He felt that it was time to make a change, of course, not now. After all, it was not the time to make a change.

"Thank you..." Thanks, Qin Luo turned to write and draw on the whiteboard.

Ten minutes later, the whole white board was filled with dozens of lines of formula.

Using formula to prove black hole information explosion theory?

At the sight of this scene, people were dumbfounded.

This guy, how else do you play?

When Qin Luo started writing, they had already thought about the possible script in their mind.

But they never thought that Qin Luo would choose to use a series of companies to prove it!