Bank card?
In the next second, Qin Luo was shocked and stayed in place.
Emmmmm, are the awards so casual now?
In his impression, things like this kind of bonuses have to be a bubble sign, which says congratulations to so-and-so, how many awards have been won, and then take a few photos of the award-presenter and the award-recipient, and this is the end. .
But staying here at the Crawford Foundation, he didn't follow the routine at all.
They sent out a bank card directly!
Alas, I missed another opportunity to pretend to be forceful. To be honest, Qin Luo was quite sorry.
The award ceremony came to a successful conclusion, and scholars from all over the world began to withdraw.
Qin Luo also followed Wang Xuecai and walked towards the door.
As for Schultz, he didn't know where to go.
"Qin Luo, are you ready?" Wang Xuecai asked, squinting.
Qin Luo:? ? ?
He didn't understand what Wang Xuecai meant.
"what to prepare?"
"Of course it's an interview, you don't think you can escape it?" Wang Xuecai said with a smile.
If you want to say who is the most dazzling star at this Crawford Award ceremony, it is Qin Luo.
Even if he is the most powerful mathematical genius in the world today, Schultz is inferior.
"Of course, I'm always ready." Qin Luo smiled slightly.
Interview, isn’t that just pretending?
Qin Luo felt that he could handle it completely.
Thinking of this, the corner of Qin Luo's mouth rose slightly, and he walked straight to the gate of the venue.
However, in the next second, Qin Luo was completely dumbfounded.
What's the situation with Nima?
Qin Luo looked around, a crowd of people!
Roughly speaking, there are hundreds of people! At least double the number of reporters in the venue!
They carried the camera, held the microphone, and surrounded Schultz in the center.
At this moment, Schultz was pale and short of breath, as if he was suffocating as soon as he went up.
A great living person almost suffocated. When he thought of this, Qin Luo's eyelids jumped wildly.
Qin Luo decided to take back what he had just said.
How could Qin Luo, a young man who pretended to be forced to do such things? He has always been a low-key spokesperson.
Thinking about it, Qin Luo's chest was no longer straight, and his head gradually drooped.
However, Qin Luo obviously underestimated the eyes of the reporters.
The moment Qin Luo just stepped out of the venue, the reporters abandoned Schultz and surrounded Qin Luo in groups.
Of course, this is not to say that Schultz is even attractive, but that Qin Luo's attraction is too strong!
Schultz and the others have interviewed many times, but Qin Luo and the others have interviewed for the first time.
More importantly, Qin Luo is only seventeen years old now! The seventeen-year-old Crawford was able to survive in mathematics, and the news was enough to catch people's attention.
"Hello Professor Qin, I am a reporter from The Times, I want to ask you a question..."
"Hello Professor Qin, I am a reporter from Reuters, how do you feel now..."
"Hello Professor Qin, we meet again..."
An authentic Chinese accent came from the crowd. Looking along the voice, Qin Luo saw a familiar figure.
Ma Fanshu...
She was wearing a white woolen coat, lined with this light blue turtleneck sweater, and she looked fresh and capable.
It feels so good to meet old friends in another country...