845: C845 Everything Is a Routine

C845 Everything Is a Routine

Qin Luo picked up his phone again and dialed the number.

Not long after, the chemistry professor Zhong Yue appeared in the surveillance camera.

Hehehe... this is how the inspiration came about?

In a trance, they felt like they had f * cked a dog.

Why don't I try to find inspiration on the big phone too?

Thinking about it, many people took out their phones from their pockets.

"Cough cough! Professor, actually, you don't need to call me. My inspiration wasn't because I called you." Qin Luo smiled and said, "Before I call Professor Peng and Professor Zhong, I have already thought of a countermeasure."

"Could it be that you are in a daze?"

It was possible. After all, most natural scientists had published a thesis that said that daydreaming could relax the brain cells and make them more active.

All of Qin Luo's actions now matched this point.

For a moment, the professors in Yanjing University looked at each other and nodded in unison.

They were like Qin Luo, taking some time out to quietly stare blankly during the experiment.

From the bottom of his heart, Qin Luo really wanted to stop everyone, but every time the words were about to come out of his mouth, Qin Luo swallowed them back.

He was afraid that if he told the truth, he would be overwhelmed by the anger of the professors.

Forget it. It was fine to be in a daze. Anyway, it was not a bad thing. Qin Luo secretly sighed and decided not to be entangled in this matter anymore.

He turned his head to Fu Zhendong and stared at him with burning eyes.

"Academician Fu, when can we honor our bet?" Qin Luo raised his pretty eyebrows and said with a smile on his face.

I have a f * * k to say. I don't know if I should say it or not.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Fu Zhendong's face sank, and the corner of his mouth started to twitch.

Thinking back to the past, he swore that Qin Luo would never complete the project within 18 days.

But how long had it been?

One day? Ah, less than half a day has passed.

However, Qin Luo had already completed the research project and raised the heat efficiency to a terrifying 93%.

He was originally the farm owner who rubbed sheep's fur, but now he had become the sheep that was waiting to be cut.

This made Fu Zhendong almost suffocate.

"What bet? How come I don't know?" Fu Zhendong shook his head with a confused expression.

"Ahem, Academician Fu, do you know that there is a software in this world called audio recording?" Qin Luo smiled and said with a smile that was not a smile.

As he spoke, Qin Luo took out his phone from his pocket.

Fu Zhendong:... "

A trick! Everything was a trick! This was a trick that Qin Luo had long planned out!

Fu Zhendong even had the illusion that Qin Luo had already found the answer when Qin Luo had set up the bet with him.0

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible!

"Qin Luo, tell me honestly, did you already think of using cobalt oxide and cobalt diselenide as the catalyst?" Fu Zhendong looked at Qin Luo with a burning gaze and asked with a livid face.

"No." Qin Luo shook his head.

This time, Qin Luo did not lie. When he made the bet with Fu Zhendong, he did not use the thirty minutes of concentration. He did not even know what the cobalt two-selenized thing was.

Seeing Qin Luo's serious face, which did not look like he was lying, Fu Zhendong could not say anything this time.

Damn it, Qin Luo had just finished conquering the heat efficiency in these few short hours.

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