"Qin Luo, I am ashamed." Cameron trembled: "I have made a small achievement in these years, so I am complacent. I think I have a place in the computer industry and I am often despised."

"Compared with the professor now, my achievement is simply not worth mentioning."

"Professor, don't worry, in the future I will definitely do things in a down-to-earth manner, aiming at professors, and strive to achieve higher breakthroughs on the road of science.

Wtf?

What is the situation?

Cameron's words directly stunned Qin Luo.

To be honest, Qin Luo just wanted to pretend to be forced. It was as simple as that, without a trace of hidden meaning.

But Qin Luo never expected that Cameron Qiang could automatically make up so many things with such a simple sentence!

what is this?

IQ is not enough to make up for it?

But Cameron is a professor at the School of Computer Science at MIT, his IQ should not be low!

After pondering for a long while, Qin Luo finally came to the conclusion: The brain supplement ability is not proportional to the level of IQ.

Think about it, Qin Luo said: "It's still a long time, and it's not too late for Professor Cameron to understand it."

Cameron nodded in agreement, and looked at Qin Luo with admiration.

Although there is an age gap between him and Qin Luo, there is a saying that is well said, and those who have learned in no time are teachers.

Qin Luo is enough to be his teacher in terms of personal morality!

"Huh..." Cameron took a deep breath, then let out a long spit, and whispered: "Qin Luo is really an excellent person..."

Looking at the time, it was already 8.58 minutes, and there were still two minutes before the award ceremony officially started.

Cameron rallied and looked at the podium that had already been arranged.

There, a few old men in black suits with solemn expressions are slowly walking on stage.

They are not others, they are the guests of this award ceremony and the members of the Nobel Foundation's board of directors.

At this moment, the entire music hall was quiet for an instant, and the silence in the entire hall was terrible...

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Just after 9 o'clock was pointed out by the government, there was a burst of impassioned music in the hall.

"Boom..."

The heavy music broke the tranquility of the hall like morning bells and evening drums, and the impassioned voice of fate sounded in everyone's ears.

The Royal Academy of Music in Vienna, the most brilliant composition in history! The "Symphony of Destiny" composed by Beethoven himself showed his grandeur at this moment.

The music sounded, which also marked the official start of the award ceremony.

Soon, all the major members from the Nobel Foundation's board of directors stood up.

Their eyes swept across the people in the audience, with deep approval in their eyes.

The next moment, an old man with glasses and gray hair walked out of the crowd slowly.

The staff on the side hurriedly stepped forward and supported the old man's left hand.

"Who is this?" Qin Luo couldn't help but asked... "Qin Luo turned to look at Cameron and asked curiously.

To be honest, Qin Luo was a little strange to the old man in front of him.

There is no old man in his memory.

Hearing that Cameron smiled and said solemnly: "His name is Bob Dylan! The chairman of the Nobel Foundation, he has all the wealth left by Mr. Nobel..."

Qin Luo nodded, feeling clear.

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