Qin Luo directly completed the research on the "Fifth Generation Simplified Instruction Set" with lightning speed!
Once everything is done, the war in the academic world is far more cold than other circles.
Sometimes the advent of a study means that many of the efforts of the researchers behind it are wasted.
Scientific research is also a battlefield!
Unfortunately, Glinton happened to be the one buried.
Qin Luo's birth turned out, and his years of hard work were ruined, and all of his honor was missed.
How can he not hate!
Squeezing his fist and slowly letting it go, Glinton smiled and walked into the crowd.
"Let us all offer a glass to Professor Qin, as the youngest candidate in the history of the Turing Award..." Greenton raised his glass with his right hand and said loudly.
"Congratulations, Professor Qin..."
"Congratulations..."
The crowd raised their glasses to salute, and the scarlet liquor scatters with a dazzling light under the light.
Qin Luo smiled slightly and drank the red wine in the glass.
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The banquet is also a relaxing process, depressed for a whole year, everyone is released here.
The red wine was constantly being delivered as if it was money-free, and everyone had a carnival.
In this atmosphere, Qin Luo also drank a lot.
"Pump!" At this moment, a middle-aged professor with gray hair fell to his knees in the middle of the banquet.
Not sick, but simply drunk!
Drunkenness seems to be contagious, and shortly after the first person fell to the ground, the second person also ended.
Then, the third, the fourth...
For a time, more than half of the banquet leaders fell to the ground drunk.
"Woohoo..."
"Ahhhhh..."
"MMP..."
All kinds of shouts rang through the venue for a while.
Some people were crying, crying that they were not selected as candidates for the Turing Award and were disqualified from competing for the Turing Award.
Some people are laughing. They are happy that they are lucky enough to touch the highest award in computer science...
All kinds of emotions are intertwined, here is the academic "feast"
The banquet lasted for about 2 hours, and the grand banquet came to an end amid the "wailing" of the "drunkard" in one place.
"Professor Qin, one month later, it is still here. Please take part in the Turing Award presentation ceremony." Gartner smiled and sent Qin Luo out of the hotel.
"Professor, please rest assured, I will participate on time." Qin Luo smiled slightly: "After all, I am also a computer scientist. I can't stop Turing's temptation."
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Gartner nodded contentedly.
As the youngest candidate in the history of the Turing Award, and a nominee close to full votes, if Qin Luo was absent from the Turing Award ceremony, it would be a pity for the world.
"By the way, Professor Klopp." Qin Luo looked at Klopp who was aside.
"Professor Qin?" Klopp looked at Qin Luo blankly.
Qin Luo stopped suddenly, he didn't understand what it meant.
"Remember to understand Huaxia Fengshui." Qin Luo said with a smile.
"Emmmm..." Klopp was speechless for a while, and Qin Luo put Feng Shui on his lips even drunk, he really didn't know what to say.
"It must be." Klopp sneered.
"I recommend you a book, the Book of Changes, the professor can read it, maybe it will be helpful to the professor's research."
"..."
Klopp gritted his teeth and finally failed to speak.
Qin Luo finally left. Of course, he was reluctant to leave. After all, he still had a lot of things about Feng Shui that he wanted to tell Klopp.