Vol 2 Chapter 668: Two golden medals

When he saw two golden medals placed on the showcase on the side.
Qin Luo's small heart hung back in his stomach.
"Fortunately, there are two yuan, otherwise I don't know how to divide it." Qin Luo underestimated in a low voice.
Two? What two pieces? Is it a new conjecture or a new theory?
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Schultz raised his eyebrows frivolously and looked at Qin Luo suspiciously. When he saw Qin Luo looking straight at the showcase, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
Nima, it turns out that the two pieces in his mouth refer to medals!
"The two pieces in your mouth mean medals?" Schultz asked in a low voice.
"Of course, otherwise what do you think?" Qin Luo glanced at Schultz contemptuously and said.
Forgive Schultz for not reading, he can't keep up with Qin Luo's rhythm.
"The Crawford Foundation does not lack this fund." Schultz said with a black face.
"Oh" Qin Luo nodded and asked: "Will the bonus for a while be for one person, or is it shared by the two?"
Although the crown is not worth the soft sister coin, but 6 million crowns, converted into the soft sister coin, that is more than 4 million!
Qin Luo was very worried about the things shared by two people at a height to save money.
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Schultz felt speechless.
He had no idea how to answer.
Because even he is not sure if the bonus will be shared between the two
"Uh...Is it impossible?" Schultz said after hesitating for a moment.
Emmmm, am I asking you, or are you asking me?
Qin Luo twitched the corner of his mouth, and said seriously, "It's really possible, after all, even Nobel is evenly divided."
Think about it, there seems to be something like that.
Like Tu Youyou who won the Nobel Prize in Medicine a few years ago, when she won the prize, didn't she share it equally with others?
At this moment, even Schultz began to feel nervous.
But soon, someone solved their doubts for them.
The president of the Crawford Foundation, Klaus, walked slowly to the podium, and behind him was an old man who was his age.
The old man was wearing a black bachelor's uniform, with gold glasses on his eyes, and his face was kind.
He is the dean of the Royal Academy of Sciences, Wester, and the guest of this award, the Duke of Redpoint.
With the old man's movements, the thunderous applause gradually extinguished, and everyone quietly waited for the two old men to speak.
"Dean Wester, please..." Claude made a please gesture to the old man, and then stepped aside.
"Thank you, Klaus..." The old man smiled slightly and walked slowly to the speaking table.
Righting the microphone, the old man said.
"Today is a day worth celebrating, because today our Crawford Prize has ushered in the mathematics geniuses of the two committees. They are knowledgeable, humble, and with their tireless spirit of seeking truth, they have solved a problem in mathematics. ..." At this point, the old man gradually turned his gaze to Qin Luo and said kindly: "Congratulations, young man, your names will forever be branded in the history of the Crawford Awards."
"I wish you greater success in the future."
While talking, the old man went to take down the medals on the showcase and personally put the medals on Qin Luo and Schultz.
"Now, I leave the stage to you!" After saying this, the old man smiled and stepped aside.