2068: C2068 Turing Turing

C2068 Turing Turing

International Committee on Computers!

For a moment, the people who were working turned their heads and looked at Qin Luo with curiosity in their eyes.

"Why is he looking for you?"

"He told me that the Turing Award award ceremony is tomorrow, and he hoped that I would attend it on time!" Qin Luo said.

Turing Award? Turing Award!

When Fu Zhendong heard Qin Luo's words, his eyes instantly widened.

He finally remembered that Qin Luo had a difficult task on his shoulders, which was to help China obtain the first computer domain: Turing Award!

Before he had time to think, Fu Zhendong quickly asked, "When do you think it will start?"

"It seems to be ten o'clock tomorrow morning..."

Ten o'clock in the morning tomorrow? Wuri!

Looking at the yellow sky outside the window, the corner of Fu Zhendong's mouth twitched, and he couldn't wait any longer in his heart.

From now on until the award ceremony officially began, there were less than 14 hours left.

Let's not talk about whether there was a flight from Huaxia to Mi Nation.

Even if there was, there was no way he could make it in time!

Because Orleans was a small city, he did not have his own airport. In other words, you had to take a plane to Mi Nation first, then take a car or a train to Orleans.

Even if you threw away the time to change the train halfway, you wouldn't be able to make it in time!

It's over! It was completely over!

This was a big deal!

"Plop..." Fu Zhendong's legs trembled and his knees went soft. He fell to the ground.

He regretted letting Qin Luo study the manned spacecraft.

He could wait until he got the award and slowly study it.

After all, there was only one chance to get the award, but there was still a lot of time to do experiments!

If we can't do it today, we can change it to tomorrow.

If we can't do it tomorrow, we can change it to the day after tomorrow.

As for the day after tomorrow or not, we can change it to the day after tomorrow.

Why now?

Fu Zhendong's eyes were lifeless, his face was ashen, and the corner of his mouth kept twitching.

It was as if his entire body was shrouded in dark clouds.

Emm, is there a need to be so pessimistic?

Looking at Fu Zhendong's ashen face, the corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched violently.

He had no intention of scaring anyone with his conscience.1

He was simply stating a fact.

However, he had not finished his explanation yet!

"Academician Fu, it is not like there is no solution..." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Solution?

Hearing this, Fu Zhendong's eyes suddenly lit up. He jumped up from the ground and looked at Qin Luo with a burning gaze. "What solution does Qin Luo have? Tell me quickly!"

"I have already negotiated with the computer committee and proposed to postpone the award ceremony." Qin Luo smiled and said.

Expand the ceremony?

This way, Qin Luo would be able to catch up with the award ceremony?

Hearing this, Fu Zhendong let out a long breath.

This could barely be considered good news.

"So, they agreed?" Fu Zhendong's gloomy face revealed a smile that he had not seen for a long time.

"Uh... No!" Qin Luo said.

No... No?

Fu Zhendong's legs trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.

A second ago, Qin Luo had said that he had thought of a way to communicate with the people of the International Committee on Computers.

But a second later, Qin Luo said that the other party did not agree.

Hehehe, Qin Luo, are you trying to change your expression?

"Qin Luo, what is going on? Speak clearly!" Fu Zhendong snapped.

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