2071: C2071 A Tool Without Any Sense of Humor

C2071 A Tool Without Any Sense of Humor

"Can you tell me one or two messages?" Qin Luo said with a smile.

Raul was speechless."

Two messages at the same time? In all these years, this was the first time Raul had heard someone say such a request.

In the culture of Mi Nation, keeping one in suspense was a form of humor.

As for Raul, as an experienced Mi Nationality, he was well versed in this way.

He used the same sentence and tone to give many people multiple choice questions.

However, without exception, they all made their choices.

But what about Qin Luo?

Qin Luo had directly jumped out of his original thinking frame, and had gone beyond the scope of normal thinking.

Emm, this might be the difference between a top genius and a genius.

Thinking of this, the corner of Raul's mouth revealed a faint smile. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Sorry, Professor Qin. This won't do. You have to choose one of them..."

He admired Qin Luo's extraordinary brain circuit, but it didn't mean that he had to give up his "sense of humor."

There was no conflict between the two.

Qin Luo:... ""

A tool without any sense of humor...

Sighing in his heart, Qin Luo smiled and said, "Then let's hear the good news first..."

"The good news is that International Committee on Computers has agreed to your request for an extended award ceremony." Raul's emotionless voice came from the phone.

Nose!

Qin Luo clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes lit up.

"What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that the award ceremony will still be held tomorrow, but from 10 am onwards. It was changed to 2 in the afternoon. If Professor Qin still could not attend after 2 in the afternoon, then it will be regarded as automatically giving up his right to participate." Raul said.

After communicating with the invited guests, they finally decided to postpone the award ceremony, but this time, it was only delayed by four hours.

After that, if Qin Luo still did not arrive, then he would lose the qualification to be a candidate and become a spectator of the Turing Award.

Two o'clock in the afternoon?

Qin Luo looked at the time. There were still 20 hours left.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome..."

After saying thank you, Qin Luo hung up the phone.

"What's the situation?" Qin Luo put away his phone and Fu Zhendong quickly asked.

If there was anyone in this lab who was the most anxious, Fu Zhendong could guarantee with his chest that no one would dare to take the second place!

At this moment, his heart was already in his throat, and it could jump out at any time.1

"Academician Fu, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?" Qin Luo turned his head to look at Fu Zhendong, his face full of a bright smile.

Fu Zhendong:... ""

What kind of time was this? Qin Luo still had the mood to make such a strange joke!

To be honest, if it wasn't because he was old and his combat strength dropped, Fu Zhendong really wanted to jump up and slap Qin Luo's face.

"Let's talk about the bad news first..." Fu Zhendong glared at Qin Luo and said in a cold voice.

Qin Luo nodded and said slowly, "The bad news is that if I lose my identity as the candidate for this Turing Award, I will become a spectator of the Turing Award..."

Boom!

Just as Qin Luo's voice fell, Fu Zhendong's small heart fell from the peak to the bottom of the valley, breaking into pieces.

He became a spectator!

This was no longer bad news. It was enough to make people despair!

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