Yes, academic achievements are not the achievements of one person. They can be enjoyed by any country and anyone in the world.

He is not personal, but world.

NASA is not entitled to deprive qinluo of the right to participate.

"Er That's what you said, but... "

Having to wait for Merson to finish speaking, dreine had interrupted Merson's words: "nothing, but, in order to write to NASA in person!"

Merson: "! @ ා $%..."

At this moment, he was completely speechless.

Denis had already said this, and he did not know what to say.

"I wish Peter would agree to the request of dlinese..." Merson's mouth twitched and whispered.

Peter Riemann, NASA's current chairman.

If dline wants Qin Luo to attend NASA's award ceremony, then Peter Riemann is an impossible figure.

However, according to Mel's understanding, Peter Riemann is not a good talker.

To put it bluntly, he is very stubborn!

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qinluo didn't know about the ideas of dlinine and Merson.

Of course, even if Qin Luo knew it, he would not care.

For things like winning prizes, just go with the luck

For example, the Turing Award for computers.

Qin Luo has never tried to fight for it, but the award fell into his hands inexplicably.

To tell you the truth, he really has no good way

There is a saying how to say: "sometimes there must be life, life is not always forced to..."

Qin Luo felt that he had never tried to force

"As long as we break through the above technical difficulties, I think manned spaceflight will be easily solved..."

"That's the end of my report. Thank you..."

Step back, bow

This is the end of Qin Luo's report!

Quiet!

Dead silence.

At the moment when Qin Luo's voice just fell, the whole venue was silent.

All the people were staring at Qin Luo.

Until now, they are still quiet in the shock of Qin Luo.

Qin Luo: "applause

What do you mean?

My report is over. What are you doing?

Why don't you clap?

"Cough..." Qin Luo put his right hand to his mouth and coughed gently, indicating that the people would come back to their senses.

However, the ideal is full, the reality is very bony.

More than ten seconds passed, but there was no response.

People are still like a wood, stupefied in place.

Applause is the driving force for Qin Luo to move forward. Without applause, it is impossible to step down.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo coughed again: "cough, cough, cough..."

This time, Qin Luo coughed a little louder.

Cough sound, like spring thunder, stung, thunder.

Through the ear canal, through the eardrum, to the depth of the mind.

At this moment, people suddenly come back to God, full of doubt to look at Qin Luo.

"Professor Qin, are you feeling sick?" Asked one of the crowd.

Qin Luo:

Uncomfortable?

It's uncomfortable!

I'm not feeling well, son of a bitch!

To tell you the truth, Qin Luo wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he pressed down his anger.

"Professors, my report is over!" Qin Luo clenched his teeth and said.

It's over, it's over when it's over. Do you want to have another one?