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Yes, Qin Luo did it. He is now a professor at Yanjing University, a top university in China, and has become a veritable scientist!He can proudly announce to the world that he did it.

Quiet, deathly quiet...

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Qin Luo quietly.

He did it, and he did it very well, surpassing 99 percent of people.

After a brief silence, the applause gradually rose, getting louder, and finally deafening.

However, Qin Luo, who was in the speaking seat, stood there calmly.

"Clap clap clap!"

Thunderous applause surrounded his ears, Qin Luo's waist slightly bent, bowed to the big cows in the audience, and then retreated to the back.

The enthusiastic applause lasted for a long time, until Qin Luo's voice disappeared behind the scenes, the applause gradually calmed down.

Qin Luo, his not-so-tall figure is engraved in everyone's mind.

He is enough to be recorded in the annals of history, and to be recorded in the history of the entire Chinese academic circle.

Accompanied by the song "Dream Chaser", Yanda's last report meeting of the year officially came to an end.

But this turmoil did not dissipate with the wind.

In the lecture hall, a group of professors and scholars from all over the country gathered in twos and threes to communicate with each other.

And there was only one topic they talked about, and that was Qin Luo.

"Old Lin, do you think Qin Luo will be among the most influential people in the literary world this year?" asked a gray-haired man in the crowd.

"Let me tell you, Lao Li, have you damaged your brain by doing research? What do you mean if you can? You must have a seat, okay?"

"With Qin Luo's achievements this year, if he doesn't have a seat, does he still want to hold the celebration?"

"Old Lin's words can't be so absolute, what if there is an accident?"

"Then I will block the door of the TV station..."

"...well, you are awesome."

"Hum..."

This year's literary figure must be Qin Luo. At this moment, everyone reached a consensus.

Not far away, Ou Yilin's eyes were fixed on the speaking seat. Although Qin Luo had left the stage, Ou Yilin still seemed to be able to see Qin Luo pointing Jiangshan in her eyes.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was a crystal light in her eyes.

"Perhaps, Yanda is also a good choice..."

At this moment, Ou Yilin had the idea of ​​taking Yanda University.

And this thought lingered in her mind.

And not far from Ou Yilin, Peng Linlin took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and looked at the number on WeChat with the note titled: Mr. Qin, a bright smile appeared on the corner of Peng Linlin's mouth.

After a moment of hesitation, Peng Linlin clicked on the chat box: "Are you there?"

"Student Qin."

"Ding dong, ding dong."

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Qin Luo took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

In just a few minutes, Qin Luo's WeChat message instantly 99.

Most of these are friend add invitations.

The corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was going to close WeChat.

But just as he was about to press the exit button, his hand suddenly stopped.

He saw a "familiar" name out of the corner of his eyes.

"leaf?"

Isn't this Uncle Peng's daughter?
Thinking that size can be regarded as an acquaintance, Qin Luo clicked on the chat box and replied: "Yes."

"I have some questions and would like to ask classmate Qin, do you have time for classmate Qin Luo?"

"Oh, what did you say last time? I didn't catch it."