v10 Chapter 1771： You have already lost from the beginning

I choose first? Ha ha……

The corner of Cameron's mouth slightly raised a ray of expression like that on his face, and he nodded and said, "Since Professor Qin has spoken, then I'm not welcome."

"I choose Donovan!"

Yes, Cameron didn't choose anyone else. He had only one goal from start to finish, and that was Donovan.

As the vane of the Nobel Prize in Literature, the winner of the Kafka Prize in Literature, from the perspective of probability, Donovan has the greatest chance of winning.

Qin Luo smiled slightly, he had anticipated Cameron's choice.

"I choose Olga..."

"Professor Qin, you are sure to lose..."

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Everything in the world can stop, but time can't.

Just when Qin Luo and Cameron had no chat, Bob Dylan, the chairman of the Nobel Foundation, had slowly stepped onto the stage.

And behind him are the judges of the Nobel Prize in Literature.

It was different from before. This time there was a tall blond woman behind them, with a tray in his hand and a golden medal on the tray.

Everyone's eyes widened suddenly: Nobel Prize Medal for Literature!

The golden medal is shining brightly under the light, and it looks like a different kind of beauty.

Of course, beauty is inevitable, because the Nobel Medal is designed by a famous artist, and the production is very exquisite.

The first Nobel Medal was cast in 1902, with a diameter of 6.6 cm, made of about 200 grams of gold, and designed by the sculptor Li Debo.

Although the design of the Nobel Medal varies from time to time, they are all engraved with Nobel relief statues and the dates of birth and death are cast with Roman numerals.

It is also engraved with the name of the winner, the award, the year and month of the award, and the compliment "What a benevolent and great person, people rely on his contributions and discoveries to make people's smart lives more fulfilling."

The design of the literary award medal is: a young man sitting under a laurel tree, listening and recording the song of the Muse fascinatingly.

On the back of him, the name of the winner is depicted, but who the name is is still unknown.

In the eager gaze of everyone, Bob Dylan walked slowly to the table.

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

Everyone knows that in the next five minutes, a new Nobel Prize winner will be born.

"Whether it's Donovan or Harper Lee, don't be Olga anyway." Cameron held his breath and fixed his eyes on Bob Dylan.

In a moment, not only will a brand new Nobel Prize winner be born, but it will also directly affect the outcome of his and Qin Luo's bets!

"Mr. Cameron, if you surrender now, I can assume that nothing has happened." Seeing Cameron's nervous expression, Qin Luo's mouth evoked an abusive arc.

Nothing happened?

How can this be!

In order to get to Qin Luo, he even took off his pants!

Now Qin Luo tells him that nothing happened, how is this possible!

He said nothing would be agreed.

"Professor Qin, it's too late! You've already lost!" Cameron said confidently, "Just wait to get a job at MIT."

Does this count as your own death?

No matter how others think, Qin Luo thinks so.

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"Ahem..." Bob Dylan coughed, motioning everyone to be quiet.

After everyone calmed down, Bob Dylan's gaze swept over everyone.