Vol 10 Chapter 1770: Is it useful to do these bells and whistles

bet?
A hint of doubt flashed in Qin Luo's eyes.
He couldn't think of any good bets.
"What are you betting on?" Qin Luo frowned and asked.
"Let's bet on Donovan, Harper Lee, or Olga who will be the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature this time!" Cameron said with squinting eyes.
Who is the winner of the literary prize?
Haha, isn't this just for delivery!
"Professor, are you sure?" Qin Luo asked tentatively.
"Definitely and definitely!" Cameron said seriously.
Uh……
Seeing Cameron's determined face, Qin Luo was really speechless.
Isn't this guy alive? I just want to kill myself...
Shaking his head helplessly, Qin Luo nodded and said, "Professor Cameron, what about the bet?"
"The bet is simple, it's me." Cameron said with a grin.
Wtf?
The bet is yourself?
Forgive Qin Luo for not studying, he really didn't understand what Cameron meant.
I bet on myself? This bet is really amazing!
After a moment of contemplation, Qin Luo slowly said, "Professor Cameron, you must know that trafficking in human beings is illegal."
"As a person of high moral character, I will not do anything illegal."
What? Human trafficking!
The smile on Cameron's face suddenly stagnated, and his eyes widened.
When did he talk about human trafficking? Wait, Qin Luo doesn't think he is himself, right?
"Ahem, Qin Luo, you seem to have misunderstood something..." Cameron explained with embarrassment: "I didn't mean to betray myself."
Misunderstood?
The corners of Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly, thinking about it as if it was really the case.
Although Cameron is old, his brain is a bit unwieldy, but this does not mean that he is stupid.
How could he do such a mindless thing?
"What does the professor mean?" Qin Luo cautiously probed.
Hearing this, Cameron raised his mouth, and a sly smile appeared on his face: "If I win, please come to our MIT Computer School for a job as a professor."
"Of course, the terms of appointment are up to Princeton, named honorary professor."
Emmmmm, I made such a bet to make myself an honorary professor.
Ha ha... Professor, you said it earlier, it was so troublesome.
You don't have to just say a word. What is the use of doing so many bells and whistles?
Anyway, they are all named professors, and they don't need to spend too much time and energy, and can get so much research funding for nothing. Even if Cameron doesn't have to bet on this aggressive method, Qin Luo will agree without hesitation.
"What if the professor loses?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.
"It's easy, then change me to serve at Yan University!" Cameron said with a smile.
Qin Luo: "..."
He won, Cameron took a post at Yan University.
I lost myself, and I went to MIT.
Should I win? Should I lose?
From the bottom of his heart, Qin Luo was actually quite tangled.
"How is it? Professor Qin could not agree?" Cameron panicked instantly when he saw Qin Luo's tangled face.
This guy, wouldn't he want to shrink back...
For a while, Cameron was a little uneasy. He was afraid that Qin Luo would suddenly admit that his plan would be ruined.
"Promise, why not promise, a winning bet, how could I not agree." Qin Luo smiled slightly: "Professor Cameron, you are old, you choose first."