Chapter 101 Qin, where are you going?

It's not normal to make a fuss, Qin Luo held back his mouth and looked at the bowl of noodles on the balcony, then he was stunned.

Darling, it's really hot, and it's hot!

Downstairs in the dormitory, several vans were neatly parked in rows and rows, and countless people were carrying camera equipment and negotiating with the dormitory staff.

Among them, many are acquaintances of Qin Luo, such as the TV station lady who interviewed Qin Luo before.

what's the situation? News spread so fast?

"I'll check online quickly." The little fat Gong Yi took out his cell phone.

Yes, no need to look for it.

It's hanging on Yanda's official website, and it's still the front page headline, as long as you take a look, you can't forget it.

"A strong boy makes a country strong, and a 17-year-old boy proves Zhou's theorem!"

"Boss." Gong Yi looked at Qin Luo seriously.

"What?" Qin Luo replied seriously,

"Boss, during the interview later, can you let me step up?"

Qin Luo:  …

do you want to go? I don't look like it at all!

After all, Qin Luo has been interviewed twice, but he hasn't even got a little bit of academic value.

In the interview, whoever fell in love with whomever fell in love, Qin Luo was not ready to fall in anyway. With this time, it is better to brush two books.

Shaking his head, Qin Luo pushed open the door, smeared oil on the soles of his feet and hurried in to get out.

However, just as he was about to step out of the dormitory with his forefoot, he was hit head-on by those impatient reporters.

The secret in his heart is not good, Qin Luo is going to pretend to be a passerby and slip away.

But before Qin Luo could take a step, a microphone blocked him back.

"Hello, classmate, do you know Qin Luo?"

"It's the fat one inside." Qin Luo pointed at random, lowered his head and walked away.

Don't you want to be on TV? This scholar is perfect for you.

"Thank you, classmate."

"Stop!" At this moment, a loud shout resounded in the crowd.

A vigorous young lady broke through the siege of thousands of troops and came to Qin Luo. With a sly smile on her lips, she squinted and said, "Classmate Qin, where are you going?"

While speaking, she had prepared a recording pen in advance and rushed over.

"Qin Luo, how did you prove Zhou's conjecture? What inspired you?"

"Student Qin, Professor Deligne of Princeton University gave you such a high evaluation, what do you think?"

"..."

In just ten seconds, a group of reporters exposed more than 10 questions, which directly caused Qin Luo's scalp to tingle. Especially when he saw the series of long guns and short guns, Qin Luo trembled in his heart. Even the organizational language does not know how to organize.

"I heard that Qin Luo was the tail of the crane in the class three months ago. What made you complete a qualitative leap in such a short period of time?" The young lady who had interviewed Qin Luo continued to ask.

"...I said I woke up one night and got a plug-in, do you believe it?" Qin Luo thought to himself, but he couldn't say it.

Fortunately, at this time, someone came to help Qin Luo...

"Give it up, let it all go."

"Don't be at the door of the dormitory."

Several men in suits opened the way in front, and reporters retreated to both sides.

After the man in the suit, Qin Luo's eyes showed the figures of Wang Xuecai, Song Baoguo and others, and with them were two middle-aged men whom Qin Luo didn't know very well.

He walked like a tiger with a strong temperament, and all the reporters were stunned wherever they went, thinking that they should be the leaders of the school or something.