Chapter 96: Please keep your anger

"Professor of Princeton University, famous in academia, the disciples he has taught cover all fields of mathematics..." Feng Huadong said like a master.

"Why, are you interested in him?"

"Just ask."

Princeton? Qin Luo whispered, turned his head and walked towards the school hall.

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

In the next moment, the gazes looked like lasers, compared to them.

Scorching heat, faint resentment, and slight resentment.

This student wants to keep a low profile, but his strength doesn't allow it~ Qin Luo pulls the pull-out corner and walks into the auditorium with his head high.

Qin Luo was like reviewing the army, moving forward slowly, and from time to time he greeted the students next to him: "Hello classmate, this is Qin Luo, yes, that's the only full score."

"Come on, classmate, I am waiting for you at the end."

"..."

What is Sao Bao? This is called Sao Bao.

But by the way, others have the qualifications for this slapstick.

For a while, everyone was angry.

"Ding...Host Domination +11

"Ding...Host Domination +45

Qin Luo feels beautiful...

Among the crowd's scarlet eyes, Qin Luo stepped onto the podium.

"Student Qin Luo, some people say that this national finals test is very difficult, and those who can solve the answer are abnormal. What do you want to say about it." A beautiful-looking hostess asked.

"Is it difficult? I think it's very simple." Qin Luo said without even thinking about it: "Just look at it and you can solve it."

"Crack, squeak~"

A series of gritted teeth sounded from the audience.

The host was quite embarrassed, but as a professional host of the broadcasting department, she resisted the urge to kick Qin Luo and continued to ask: "Classmate Qin has opened a door for Poincaré conjecture, and she will continue next. Do the analysis go on?"

"No need." Qin Luo smiled faintly: "Next, my goal is Goldbach's conjecture."

"..."

Classmate, can you play cards according to the routine? The host was dumbfounded, and even the students in the audience were like wooden people, with their mouths wide open, but they couldn't speak.

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

He was not afraid to blow the roof of the auditorium.

Even Wang Xuecai, who was waiting for a great academician, couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, his face sweating.

Qin Luo has nothing wrong with this kid, just this mouth, he wants to scare people to death.

The host was sweating profusely, and she decided to change her routine: "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...

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

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

He lost everything and he was fearless.

"Want to trample me under your feet?"

"Nonsense!" Sun Hua said with gritted teeth.

If he can, he can't wait to take Qin Luo off.

"Very good" Qin Luo nodded contentedly, and said: "Please keep your anger, because this is my driving force!"

"Ga~" It was like being taken down and suspended, and the whole auditorium was silent.

The crowd stared at Qin Luo with wide-open eyes.