"Fu Yuan, I think it's wrong? I'm a math guy. Why do I go to the chemistry awards? "

Math?

Ha ha I'm sure you're kidding!

If you just do math, what are the Nobel Prize in physics, the Turing prize in computer science?

"Are you sure you're just a math guy?" Fu Zhendong's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes burning to Qin Luo.

Er

Qin Luo thought about it seriously, but I'm not sure.

After all, so far, his research seems to be not limited to the field of mathematics.

"Well, even if I'm more than math, what does this chemistry prize have to do with me?" Qin Luo said helplessly.

Fu Zhendong shrugged his shoulders and gave a faint smile: "it doesn't matter? Who knows? Maybe you are working behind the scenes, and we don't know... "

Work hard behind your back?

Emmmmm, Fu Yuan, do you believe this?

Believe it or not, I don't believe it.

"Hoo ~" Qin Luo took a long breath and looked at Fu Zhendong with his eyes in degrees: "by the way, Fu Yuan, what identity should I take part in?"

"Looks like a candidate."

Qin Luo:! @#¥%……”

This is to drive the ducks to the shelves?

No matter what others think, Qin Luo is such a man-made.

It seems that he noticed the bitterness on Qin Luo's face. Fu Zhendong's mouth showed a faint smile. He reached out and patted Qin Luo on the shoulder and said, "by the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

"I have posted on the school's website that you expect Europe to attend the Wolff chemistry prize presentation ceremony."

"The response is very strong. Everyone thinks you can do it."

"Come on, Qin Luo. We all believe in you."

Qin Luo:! @#¥%……”

Even if it is to drive the ducks to the shelves, they don't have to catch them. No, it can't be called driving ducks.

This guy's just putting ducks in the oven!

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

Qin Luo just wants to open his mouth to speak, but the next second, his mobile phone has been sent a continuous prompt tone.

Take out mobile phone from trouser pocket one eye, Qin Luo's mouth a burst of mania.

Micro blog is a complete frying pan

"Wolff prize in chemistry? Has Professor Qin extended his claws to chemistry? "

"Worge, mathematics, physics, computers! Now we are aiming at chemistry. Is Professor Qin going to heaven? "

"Upstairs, can you talk? What is going to heaven? Professor Qin is already in the sky, OK

"What I said above is very true. Professor Qin has been in the sky all the time and never fell down."

"Let's shout, Professor Qin is a bull, Professor Qin is a winner."

"Professor Qin is a great force, and Professor Qin has won the first victory..."

“……”

Qin Luo:! @#¥%……”

Qin Luo's mouth corner is mad, he suddenly feels that he seems to be unable to escape this time.

What's more, it's God. What do you mean?

I've always been down-to-earth, OK!

Thinking of this, Qin Luo could not help editing a "dynamic": you may not believe it, I really do not want to participate.

One second, two seconds, three seconds

The comments exploded in an instant!

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand

In less than a minute, there have been more than 10000 comments under the microblog, and there is no intention of stopping.