Turning his head to look, a middle-aged man in a suit was waving to himself happily.

Mike Conner, a pioneer in computer vision.

He is also an invitee?

"Professor Connor hasn't seen him for a long time. I didn't expect to meet a professor here..." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"I recently came to China to deal with a computer vision application problem in a factory, and it took a few days." Mike Conner said with a smile: "By the way, the professor also went to Massachusetts?"

"Well, so does Professor Conner?" Qin Luo asked.

"Well, I was invited by Professor Oliver two days ago." Mike Conner shrugged and said with a smile.

Qin Luo nodded slightly, and then smiled: "What topic has Professor Connor prepared this time?"

"What about Professor Qin?"

"I just join in the fun."

"Then I, like Qin Luo, join in the fun..."

Emmmmm, computer madmen like Mike Conner are just going to join in the fun, who believes...

But he didn't say, Qin Luo was really hard to ask.

"By the way, Professor Qin, do you have little research on the core technology of cross-information?" Mike Conner asked casually.

You may not believe it, I didn't study it at all, and if you didn't say it, I had never heard of the name.

However, out of Xueba's compulsion, Qin Luo pressed this sentence back to the bottom of his heart.

"A little bit..." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"I heard that someone will conduct in-depth research on it at this report meeting. It's really exciting." During the speech, Mike Connor showed a look of infatuation on his face.

Wori, what are you telling me? I'm just a quiet student.

With an awkward smile, Qin Luo replied: "It is quite expectant."

After saying this, Qin Luo quickly turned away, not looking at Connor.

For no other reason, I simply don't want to talk to him.

All the way east, from early morning to sunset, when the plane landed at Massachusetts International Airport, it was already sunset.

Declining Mike Conner’s invitation to dinner together, Qin Luo began to search for nearby restaurants.

KFC? McDonald's? Dicos?

Almost all fast food restaurants.

Emmmm, Americans have a soft spot for fried chicken...

Although this is very inconsistent with Qin Luogao's compelling standards, he cannot help himself.

KFC...

Qin Luo randomly ordered the extremely fast fried chicken and returned to his seat.

"Why do you Americans always like to eat fried chicken?" Qin Luo looked at Linda curiously.

"Don't ask me, I don't like it." Linda shrugged, and said indifferently, "If you want to know, you can ask the man behind you."

Hearing this, Qin Luo turned his head and saw that a tall and strong man was sitting not far from him.

In front of him, placed a large plate of chicken rice, chicken legs, burgers and other food.

Seeing Qin Luo's gaze, he actually smiled at Qin Luo.

His eyes are a little hot...

Uh……

How can I feel like I'm being targeted.

Killer?

After thinking about it, Qin Luo thought it was possible.

"Your former colleague?" Qin Luo asked.

Linda shook her head: "No."

"Then why is he staring at me?"

"I think he should be after you." Linda said seriously.

"Fancy me? How could it be possible that I am an out-and-out man." Qin Luo waved his hand and smiled.

"Professor Qin is here, I can tell you from the person in charge that the United States is an open country..." Linda smiled and said, "The laws of the United States allow same-sex marriage..."