Vol 10 Chapter 1807: Refresh cognition

Hearing Moore Kleese’s words, Bob Dylan’s mouth raised a cold smile.
Want to end the award ceremony early?
Ha ha... Is this a bad brain, or is there a problem with people?
Bob Dylan thought about it seriously, his game was more inclined to the latter than the former.
He felt that Moore Kleese had some problems in itself, but Mole Kleese didn't know it.
"Professor Kleis, do you think I should award the Nobel Prize in Physics to Richard?" Bob Dylan squinted his eyes, staring at Moore Kleis.
The words were very plain, but the coldness in it was beyond words.
Of course, Moore Kleese had anticipated the coldness in Bob Dylan's words, but he didn't. His face had a faint smile from beginning to end.
"Chairman Bob, I think this is the best solution to this day." Moore Clays said with a smile: "Take ten thousand steps, if three days later, Professor Stephen confirms Qin Luo's argument. The process is perfect, then we can return the Nobel Prize in Physics to Professor Qin."
also?
Hearing Moore Kleese's words, Bob Dylan almost didn't laugh directly!
Did Shente return the medal to Qin Luo? Is this special thing that people can say?
It turns out that Stephen reads little, so he can't tell if it's him!
Bob Dylan, he has seen a lot of shameless people in his life for most of his life, but this is the first time he has seen such shameless people.
Moore Kleis’ words refreshed his perception.
Return the medal to Qin Luo.
Let alone whether he has to pay it back, what about the name printed on the back of the medal?
Is it possible to put a label on the medal and re-engrave it?
Also, this Nobel Prize in Physics is broadcast live worldwide.
Once the medal is awarded, it will be spread across the world through the media of various countries in the first time.
Richard's name will also reach everyone's ears in an instant.
Even if the winner is changed to Qin Luo three days later, how many people will believe it, and even many people will think it is insider!
Even if it's a joke, it's not like that!
"Cles, I would like to ask you a word now, are you the chairperson or I am the chairperson!" Bob Dylan's eyes gradually narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a cold arc.
"Uh……"
Hearing this, Moore Kleese's expression suddenly turned black.
He is not stupid, he can hear the rejection from Bob Dylan's words!
"Of course it's you..." Moore Kress smiled slightly and said, "But, Mr. Bob, I think I need to remind you."
"Since our Nobel Prize was born, there has been no precedent for delaying the award."
"If you insist on doing this, none of us will agree."
While talking, Moore Kleis turned his head to look at his companion behind him.
"Yes, we firmly disagree with delaying awards!"
"There must be no such precedent."
"Master Bob, you can't do this..."
"..."
For a time, all kinds of opposition came one after another, and they aimed at Bob Dylan one after another.
They didn't believe it anymore, Bob Dylan had the courage to stare at such a great pressure, and would do his own way.
However, their abacus did not work.