"Professor of Princeton University, famous in the academic world, the disciples he taught cover all fields of mathematics..." Feng Huadong said with familiarity.

"Why, are you interested in him?"

"Ask whatever you want."

Princeton? Qin Luo muttered, turned his head and walked towards the school auditorium.

——

"Boom!" Qin Luo pushed open the door of the auditorium.

The next moment, the eyes were like lasers, and they were shining.

Burning heat, resentment, and a trace of resentment.

Ben Xueba wants to keep a low profile, but his strength doesn't allow it~ Qin Luo pulled the corner of his clothes and strode into the auditorium with his head held high.

Qin Luo seemed to be reviewing the troops. He walked slowly, and occasionally said hello to the students next to him: "Hello, classmate, I'm Qin Luo. That's right, that's the only perfect score."

"Come on, classmates, I'll be waiting for you at the finish line."

"..."

What is a Sao Bao, this is a Sao Bao.

But unfortunately, others have the qualifications for this slapstick.

For a time, everyone was angry.

"Ding... the host's mastery value +11

"Ding... the host's mastery value +45

Qin Luo's heart is full of joy...

In the scarlet eyes of everyone, Qin Luo stepped onto the podium.

"Qin Luo, some people say that the national final exam questions are very difficult, and those who can solve the answer are perverted. What do you want to say about this?" asked a handsome hostess.

"Is it difficult? I think it's very simple." Qin Luo didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Just take a look and you can figure it out."

"Creak, squeak~"

There was a series of gnashing noises from the stage.

The host was quite embarrassed, but as a professional host in the broadcasting department, she still resisted the urge to kick Qin Luo and continued to ask: "Student Qin has already opened a door for Poincaré's conjecture, and we will continue in the next chapter. Analyze it?"

"It's not necessary." Qin Luo smiled lightly and said, "My next goal is Goldbach's conjecture."

"..."

Classmates, can you play cards according to the routine? The host was immediately stunned, and even the students under the stage thought they were wooden people, with their mouths open, but couldn't speak.

They knew that Qin Luo could blow, but they never expected that he could blow so well.

He wasn't afraid to blow off the roof of the auditorium.

Even Wang Xuecai and other experts in the academia couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, sweating all over his face.

There's nothing wrong with this kid Qin Luo, it's just this mouth that will scare people to death.

The host was sweating profusely, and she decided to play cards in a different way: "Congratulations to Qin Luo, as the first winner of the national finals in history, what do you want to say to everyone?"

Say something to everyone?

After taking the microphone, Qin Luo thought about it seriously, and said loudly: "Do I hate it?"

The auditorium is silent...

"Sun Hua, tell me!" Qin Luo asked, pointing to an 'old acquaintance' not far away.

"Hate!" Sun Hua gritted his teeth and said sharply.

Even if he loses, he has nothing to fear.

"Want to trample me underfoot?"

"Nonsense!" Sun Hua said through gritted teeth.

If he could, he would like to cut Qin Luo into eight pieces.

"Very good" Qin Luo nodded contentedly and said, "Please keep your anger, because this is my motivation to move forward!"

"Gah~" It was as if the suspension was taken, and the entire auditorium was silent.

Everyone stared at Qin Luo with wide eyes.

Arrogant, too arrogant, they have seen a lot of arrogant people, but they have never seen such arrogance.

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