Chapter 1796 I Have MMP in My Heart

Yes, in the face of the old man's scolding, Chen Qiangsheng had a hard time.

He had asked Qin Luo about the topic of the report more than once, and even through Fu Zhendong's constant insinuations, but the final result was nothing. ,

He never expected that Qin Luo would bring up such a "ultra-difficult" topic as "the theory of black hole information generation" at the awarding ceremony of the Nobel Prize in Physics.

Doesn't Qin Luo know anything about risk control?

"You don't know, so who else knows?"

"Dean of Yan University, Fu Zhendong!" Chen Qiangsheng hurriedly said: "He has been in contact with Qin Luo for the longest time, and he is most likely to know Qin Luo's subject and research to that extent!"

In line with the principle that dead fellows don't die poor ones, Chen Qiangsheng sold Fu Zhendong without hesitation.

There is no way, who made Qin Guoyang call him immediately without killing Fu Zhendong's call?

Yan University, the dean's office, Fu Zhendong frowned, the loud ringing of the mobile phone made him very upset.

Who is calling in the middle of the night!

However, when Fu Zhendong impatiently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, his jaw dropped in shock.

Qin...Qin Guoyang!

He never expected that Qin Guoyang would call him!

Without the slightest hesitation, Fu Zhendong quickly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Mr. Qin, what do you need from me?" Fu Zhendong asked.

"Why didn't you report Qin Luo's matter to me!" Ignoring Fu Zhendong's attitude, Qin Guoyang went straight to the point, directly expressing the doubts in his heart.

Although Fu Zhendong is older and has a poorer memory, it does not mean that he has a bad mind.

Qin Guoyang has already said the words for this sake, of course he can guess the meaning of Qin Guoyang's mouth.

Qin Guoyang is berating him because of Qin Luo's affairs.

But he has a trick?

Qin Luo didn't know anything about it.

"Old Qin, I really don't know about Qin Luo." Fu Zhendong said with a wry smile, "I really didn't know that Qin Luo would use black hole information theory as a subject!"

do not know?

Gods don't know!

It was fine if Fu Zhendong didn't say anything, but Qin Guoyang's expression darkened when he said that.

"What do you eat, you don't even know that!"

"I think I doubt whether you have led Yanda well!"

On the phone, Qin Guoyang's voice came, and the cold voice made people feel chills...

Fu Zhendong: "!x-on:#%......"

For some reason, at this moment, Fu Zhendong felt speechless.

"I……"

"What me? Why don't you hurry up and think of a way to stop Qin Luo..." After finishing speaking, Qin Guoyang hung up the phone without giving Fu Zhendong a chance to explain.

Method?

Fu Zhendong thought about it seriously, and he had a way with a hammer.

Now Qin Luo has boarded the podium of the Nobel Prize, and all the harsh words have been released.

Call now, let's not say whether Qin Luo will answer or not, even if he answers, so what?

Can you still go back on your word?

After thinking about it, Fu Zhendong put the phone back in his pocket again.

So far, he can only take one step at a time.

Looking at the vigorous Qin Luo in front of the TV, Fu Zhendong clenched his hands tightly, praying in his heart...

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Black hole information theory?

Richard's eyes fixed on Qin Luo, with an unconcealable disdain on his face.

At the beginning, he was indeed taken aback by Qin Luo's "black hole information theory", after all, it is one of the top ten problems in the physics world.