I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

Luo Qing looked at the person next to him with a half-smile, and he said that he hadn't said it.

This guy is really a chicken thief. Even though he said it, he still blamed himself, Xiu'er?

Gu Chengyuan was a little guilty, and he handed over the milk tea very attentively: "Qingqing, come, your favorite milk tea, I even added more pearl taro balls."

Luo Qing laughed inexplicably, took a sip, and while chewing on the very squishy pearls, continued to stare at him without speaking.

Gu Chengyuan subconsciously sat up straight, not daring to look at the person in front of him, feeling very depressed.

They just chat, why do they have to do this at a critical time.

Seeing that his plan is about to succeed, hey, it's better to be a little later.

"BOSS?" Gu Chengyuan's voice came from the phone in his hand. The assistant was very strange. Why didn't the boss speak for a long time? What happened?

Only then did Gu Chengyuan remember that he had just excitedly found someone to hold a banquet.

Looking at the phone, sighed again, it was really bad luck.

"I'll talk about it later." He hung up the phone without giving the other person time to ask, as if there was an invisible tail hanging down behind him.

Luo Qing almost didn't laugh out loud, took the milk tea and sipped it by herself.

Gu Chengyuan was entangled, and Qingqing's reaction meant that he forgave him, or was he angry?

After deliberating for a while, and preparing to ask, Professor Edward and the others dragged Luo Qing into the topic, forcing Gu Chengyuan to stop.

During this period, I have never found a chance to interrupt, let alone want to do something else, so I can only feed him a little food from time to time to prevent him from concentrating on communication and forgetting to eat.

This scene was too warm, several girls excitedly took pictures, and then threw them on the Internet, wanting to share them with everyone.

Originally, today’s hot searches were almost all related to Luo Qing. What #天登罗清原是这个人设计##天天罗庆的社死地方##绝顶天琴罗清有爱情人了##罗清古达Yuan##Super genius Luo Qing and the top rich man Gu Chengyuan# and so on.

As soon as the Weibo with the topic of Luo Qing and Gu Chengyuan came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

They just came in, and without exception, they were fed a mouthful of dog food, and they couldn't hold on.

Cuihua, sauerkraut: Damn, this Luo Qing is too lucky, such a good man, so rich, and good-looking, lemon.

Swipe the black card casually: Why is it not me who is fed milk tea!What is Luo Qing doing, he is not worthy of Mr. Gu at all, okay?

Xianyu wants to lose money in the sky: let's eat a plum in front, speechless, why is Luo Qing not worthy of the old boss, these two are clearly a strong alliance, okay?

Fireworks: Ahhhh I don't care, I just hate Luo Qing, why is he favored by Mr. Gu, any genius is fake, fake.

Yes, it's all fake.

Fan Wenhuan's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins in the back of his hand holding the phone were popping out.

Yu Guangyu went to the little puppet on the table next to it, grabbed it angrily, and threw it into the trash can.

He started to contact the master since he came back, and even looked for his father, but his father never answered the phone, and the master could not be found, as if he had disappeared from the world.

But at this time, V Bo sent him a message.

The moment I saw the title, my whole body twisted with jealousy.

It was Luo Qing again, it was him again, it was always him.

It shouldn't be him at all, why did he appear, how could he appear, why didn't he obediently be a waste.

Fan Wenhuan stared sullenly at the lines of text, and couldn't help but see the photos he just saw in his mind. He was thinking of the person he wanted to conquer, and he was gentle and doting on the person he wanted to strangle to death. He refused to accept, why did that person not him?

The taste of rust filled the mouth.

Fan Wenhuan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't notice that the puppet he threw into the trash can moved, and those wooden eyes looked straight at him, like a poisonous snake, with its fangs open.

RD Royal Academy.

In the large conference room, more than a dozen internationally renowned professors gathered.

The chairman sitting in the main seat looked at the people present with a serious face: "I called you here today, I think everyone understands what you think."

"What kind of thinking do you want? It's not necessary at all." A blond man on the left replied arrogantly, with a disdainful tone: "I'm just a brat, so I value what I do."

"Oh, boy, Harold, don't bring your ignorance here, it will only make you appear even more stupid." The middle-aged man with a big beard and a little fat on the opposite side immediately sneered, with contempt in his eyes.

"Darryl, what do you mean?" Harold was angry, and glared at him gloomily.

Darryl looked at him coldly, "What do I mean, what do you mean, a genius who unraveled Yang Mills and won the mathematical crown "Riemann Hypothesis", there is no need to pay so much attention to what to do , I now question your qualifications to appear here, your strength does not match it at all."

"You." Harold's face was dark, and what he hated most was questioning his strength.

He is sitting here, there is indeed a reason for the previous chairman, that is his uncle.

But he is confident that only he can sit in this position, and he is qualified.

Darryl snorted coldly, too lazy to talk to him.

Several reviewers sitting next to Daryl also disagreed with Harold's words, and spoke one after another.

"Chairman, this year's list was supposed to be announced this month, but something happened. It's already mid-October, so we can't delay."

"Yes, Chairman, we were arguing about Lehman and Lenny before, but compared to this Luo, they are not comparable."

"Indeed, it's better to replace Luo, so there is no need to argue."

"But Lehman is also very good, she is good enough to win the award this year."

"Lenny is the one who deserves the award. Lehman is nothing, and the H countryman is not eligible." Harold interrupted furiously, extremely angry: "The last place should go to Lenny, no one else but him .”

"Harold, what do you mean? It's fine if you supported Lanny before it was only Lanny and Lehman, but now you still belittle Luo. Do you remember your responsibilities?" The old man with black eyes, which was rare in the scene, questioned with a very ugly expression, full of majesty.

Harold glared at the speaker, restrained himself a little, and said in a proud tone, "Academician Jonah, of course I remember that I am fighting for the glory that our country deserves."

"I think you're trying to turn this place into a place for jokes." Darryl retorted blankly, showing a completely undisguised distaste for Harold.

Seeing that the scene seemed to be arguing again, the others hurriedly made peace.

"Don't be so angry, everyone. I think Lehman is really good, or give it to Lehman."

"I have no objection to Lehman, but Luo, his achievements are enough to win an award."

"I agree with Harold very much. Lenny is the most suitable."

"Lyman is not as good as Lenny. As for the H countryman, he is H country."

"What's wrong with the people of country H, they are so powerful, if you have the ability, you should go out and make Yang Mills." Darryl was very dissatisfied when he opened his mouth.

Jonah also frowned: "When did the Nobel Prize not only consider the results, but also look at other issues. Do you still remember the original intention of the Nobel Prize?"

"Why don't you remember? Just because I remember, I should give it to Lenny." Harold answered without thinking.

"It's for Luo."

"I think one of Lyman and Lowe."

"Lenny's not bad, either."

Seeing that the chairman had started arguing again, there are many cases where no one can convince anyone, and it is very likely that there will be no results today, which is a headache.

Just as he was about to speak, his assistant came in and told him a piece of news.

The chairman was surprised: "Really?"

"Chairman?"

"what happened?"

The group of people who were about to quarrel immediately looked at the person in the main seat, very puzzled.

After seeing the assistant nodding, the chairman looked at everyone with a more serious expression: "I just got the news that Luo from H country, today's topic is lithography machine, and it's already halfway through."

Because of the time difference, they did not get the news immediately.

But it is not too late.

It's just that he was a little too crazy. He only solved the Riemann hypothesis yesterday, and today he reached out to the lithography machine.

"Huh? Lithography machine, him? Laughing, who doesn't know that the lithography machine in country H can only make 22. He talked about the subject of the lithography machine. How much is he going to make? 21 or 20." Haha Rhodes was the first to laugh out loud, not believing it from the bottom of his heart.

This is a lithography machine, nothing else.

Others who supported Luo Qing, although they felt that Harold's words were too much, did not refute them.

After all, it is a lithography machine.

"It doesn't matter how big of a deal it is, he's nominated for Young Mills, and I think we'll just talk about that."

"Yes, don't worry about anything else."

"Let's vote to decide."

Everyone thought about it, and said, they really feel that if they continue to talk about it, they may not be able to find out why.

The chairman agreed, "Okay, then vote, how many people support Lenny."

Harold was the first to raise his hand, followed by four more professors.

There are a total of ten judges in the audience, plus the chairman, eleven.

If there are only two people voting, the other one can be directly determined, but unfortunately there is one at this time.

Chairman: "Lehmann."

This time there are seven.

"Luo Qing." The chairman read out the last quota.

Darryl and Jonah raised their hands without hesitation.

Four of them were cited one after another.

Seventy-six, one more vote for Lehman.

Luo Qing sniffed, it was so itchy, did she accidentally get something on it just now?

While thinking, he wrote quickly, and after putting the last stroke on the blackboard, he turned around and said, "Okay, this is the most advanced nanolithography machine I want to talk about. The chips produced are currently at 1nm."

Before giving them any time to be shocked, he changed the subject with a smile: "Just in time, I would like to take this opportunity to advertise to everyone, welcome to customize chips with us, the technology is stable, but the quantity is limited, first come first served. "

Professor Edward and others in the audience were very serious when Luo Qing started to explain. By now, their breathing became short of breath, and they didn't know what to marvel at first.

The data and principles he gave are completely achievable.

It's just that he missed one thing, an essential and extremely important thing, material.

But according to what he said, they have obviously conquered this material.

Not only that, but he also said one, at present.

In other words, it can be smaller.

Knowing that Luo Qing was studying the lithography machine, Dean Hua was prepared in his heart, and couldn't help but feel agitated at this moment.

He didn't expect to actually make it, and it was still so small.

Over the years, foreign countries have been stuck with their chips. They have mastered higher systems and more powerful programs, but the chips just can't keep up.

They know that this is because foreign countries want to curb their development, and they are also afraid of their development.

Naturally, they would not compromise on this. They started their own research. Although they produced a lot of results, they were still far behind foreign countries.

Well now, it's overtaken directly.

Are they dreaming?

Everyone was in a trance, and for a while, the entire classroom was very quiet.

In this darkness, the sudden bell rang.

Luo Qing was taken aback, took a moment to react, took out his mobile phone, and was about to hang up, when he saw RD on the caller ID.

Scam call?

hang up.

Just as I was about to put it down, it rang again, and it was still the address of RD.

After thinking about it, he connected: "Hello, who is there?"

"Hello, I'm from the RD Royal Academy of Sciences. Is this Mr. Luo Qing?"