Qin Luo was setting up the game, but Murakami jumped in without feeling. When he woke up, I was afraid that everything was a foregone conclusion.

despair? Murakami tree?

Emmmm, Jenna's mouth twitched slightly, and she suddenly felt that she was reading too little, and her mind was a little confused.

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US, Princeton Institute for Advanced Study...

Deligne and other big cows gathered together, not only the professors of the Higher Academy, but also the top big cows from the School of Physics.

At the moment they were sitting together, not for other things, but for the information Qin Luo shared.

"A genius, an absolute genius, actually thought of using a magnetic field to isolate the transmission of temperature. This is simply incredible..."

"It would be great if such a genius stayed in our Princeton..."

"Professor Deligne, why didn't you keep Qin Luo?"

"..."

Everyone talked a lot.

If they had left Qin Luo, with Qin Luo's talent and Princeton's scientific research level, the chemical reaction triggered by the combination of the two would be unimaginable.

Einstein will never be the end of Qin Luo...

But such a top genius was let go!

Every time they think of this, everyone beats their chests with anger.

Deligne: Keep Qin Luo? ? ?

Hearing Hunter's words, Deligne was stunned.

What's so special, as one of Qin Luo's bole, Deligne knows Qin Luo's talent more clearly than anyone.

He didn't want to keep Qin Luo in Princeton all the time.

But no matter how hard he tried, Qin Luo was unmoved.

"Do you think I don't want to? I really want to keep Qin Luo in Princeton, but Qin Luo doesn't do it!" Deligne smiled bitterly, "This guy is just a tendon..."

A tendon?

It's not easy...

"By the way, you said that Qin Luo's form is so difficult now, why don't we stand up and speak for Qin Luo and leave a good impression in Qin Luo's heart, maybe we can persuade him?" someone in the crowd said.

Judging from the current situation, Qin Luo has reached the most difficult period.

If Princeton stepped forward and took part of the pressure for Qin Luo, Qin Luo would definitely be grateful.

At that time, with this kindness, in sincerely inviting Qin Luo to join Princeton, Qin Luo might not agree.

"Hua Xia has a good saying, that the grace of dripping water will be reported by the spring. I think Qin Luo will not refuse?"

Deligne nodded, he understood Qin Luo's behavior.

Qin Luo is indeed the kind of person who repays gratitude and revenge.

But the premise is that they want to truly help Qin Luo.

"Do you think we can help Qin Luo?" Deligne frowned slightly and said with a wry smile.

I don't know why, Deligne always has a hunch that Qin Luo is letting things ferment, and he must be holding a trump card that can be turned back in his hand.

"Why not? The current situation is very unfavorable for Qin Luo."

"You didn't realize it, did Qin Luo deliberately do all this?" Deligne said with a wry smile: "Given Qin Luo's current position in the academic world, as long as Qin Luo raises his arms, many people will be willing to help. "

"But do you see what Qin Luo has done now?"

"He did nothing!"

"I think all this is what Qin Luo wants."

Quiet, deadly quiet.

Following Deligne's words, the entire conference room fell into a strange silence.