Chapter 101: Qin, where are you going

This is not normal to make a fuss, Qin Luo suffocated his mouth, looked at the balcony bowl, and then was stunned.
Hey, it's really hot, and it's going viral!
Downstairs of the dormitory, there were several vans parked neatly in rows, and countless people were carrying camera equipment and negotiating with the dormitory staff.
Among them, many are acquaintances of Qin Luo, such as the TV lady who interviewed Qin Luo before.
what's the situation? The news spread so quickly?
"I will check it online quickly." The little fat man Gong Yi took out his cell phone.
Yes, no need to look for it.
It's hanging on the official website of Yan University, and it's still a front-page headline. As long as you look at it, you can't forget the kind.
"A strong young man is a strong country. A 17-year-old boy proves Zhou's theorem!"
"Big brother." Gong Yi looked at Qin Luo seriously.
"What?" Qin Luo returned seriously,
"Boss, can you put me in a situation when you interview for a while?"
Qin Luo:...
You want to go? I don't look like it at all!
After all the calculations, Qin Luo has already accepted two interviews, but he hasn't even gained any academic dominance.
Interview, whoever falls in love with whom, Qin Luo is not ready to fall in anyway. With this time, it's better to read two books.
Shaking his head, Qin Luo pushed open the door, smearing the soles of his feet and hurried in.
However, just as he was about to step out of the dormitory with his front foot, he was hit head-on by the impatient reporters.
Qin Luo was about to pretend to be a passerby and slip away.
But before Qin Luo could take a step, a microphone blocked him back.
"Hello, classmate, do you know Qin Luo?"
"The one that's a little fat inside." Qin Luo pointed randomly, lowered his head and strayed.
Don't you want to be on TV? This schoolmaster will fulfill you.
"Thank you, classmate."
"Stop!" Just then, a violent drink rang out from the crowd.
An energetic young lady broke through the encirclement of the Ten Thousand Army and came to Qin Luo. With a sly smile on her mouth, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Student Qin, where are you going?"
While talking, she had prepared a recorder in advance and came over.
"Student Qin Luo, how did you prove Zhou's conjecture? What inspired you?"
"Student Qin, Princeton University Professor Deligne gave you such a high evaluation, what do you think?"
"..."
In just over ten seconds, a group of reporters exposed more than 10 questions, directly numbing Qin Luo's scalp, especially when he saw the series of long spears and short shots, Qin Luo's heart trembled even more. I don’t even know how to organize the language.
"I heard that Qin Luo was still the tail of the crane in the class three months ago. What made you complete the qualitative overflight in such a short time?" The young lady who had interviewed Qin Luo continued to ask.
"...I said I woke up one night and got a plug-in, do you believe it?" Qin Luo thought to himself, but he couldn't say.
Fortunately, at this moment, someone came to help Qin Luo...
"Let's give in, give in all."
"Don't be at the door of the dormitory."
Several men in suits cleared the way, and the reporters stepped back to the sides.
After the man in the suit, Wang Xuecai, Song Baoguo and others appeared in Qin Luo's eyes. Along with them, there were two middle-aged men that Qin Luo didn't know much about.
They walked along and stepped, and the temperament was brilliant. Everywhere they passed, the reporters were stunned, thinking they should be the leaders of the school.