v2 Chapter 703： Horses have no night, grass is not fat, people are not rich without windfall (1/2)

”Professor Qin?” It was the same as Qin Luo, or when he brought them all, a cold voice came into his ears.

Turning to see, it was a strange-looking man.

He wore a black suit on the upper body, a pair of the same pure black trousers, pointed leather shoes, black sunglasses, and neat short hair on his lower body, which made him look unusually energetic.

”This is a bad guy!” This is Qin Luo's first impression of him.

Of course, judgment is just judgment. This is Qin Luo's subjective feeling and does not represent the truth of the facts.

So as a young man with ideals and morals, Qin Luo smiled and stretched out his right hand, and asked, ”You are?”

Hearing Qin Luo's words, the corner of the man's mouth raised a faint smile: ”Professor Qin, hello, my name is Levy...”

While speaking, he stretched out his left hand and shook Qin Luo.

”Are you looking for me to sign?” Qin Luo asked with a smile.

As the youngest winner in the history of the Crawford Prize in Mathematics.

Qin Luo felt that his reputation in Stockholm was actually quite big.

Not to mention everything, from Qin Luo's own point of view, at least 80% of people knew him.

So it's normal to encounter a little fan, uh, a big fan at the airport.

signature?

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Levi was stunned.

Gods need a signature! Is he Levy the kind of person to sign?

However, before he refused to speak, Qin Luo had already stuffed a piece of paper into his hand.

”You are welcome.” Qin Luo said with a smile.

Looking at the signature in his hand, Levy's mouth twitched wildly.

For a while, he felt like a dog.

not talking? Don't even have a word of thanks?

Is it because the signatures given are not enough? Or is it frightened by your generosity?

Or, both?

Think about it, Qin Luo feels very reasonable.

The next second, Qin Luo took out a pen and paper from his pocket and wrote his name again.