Chapter 59: What's This Thing Called?

London.

Neat streets.

Ancient churches.

Exotic beauties.

Along the way, the scenery outside the car is unobstructed.

Sun Tian leaned on the window and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful." ”

Yang Wei squinted his eyes and said, "It does feel different." ”

Zhou Qin is also the first time to come to Eagle Country, and he is still very curious about the customs here.

Sun Tian looked at Zhou Qin, "Brother Qin." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Qin said.

Sun Tian begged, "Can Yang Wei and I go out shopping at night?"

Zhou Qin smiled: "You don't have jet lag?"

Sun Tian said with a smile: "I slept all the way on the plane, and I couldn't sleep." ”

Zhou Qin said: "Let's go shopping, it's not easy to come once, anyway, the award ceremony has to be tomorrow." ”

"Yes, thank you!" Sun Tian was excited.

Yang Wei smiled: "Let's go to Oxford Street?"

Sun Tian clapped his hands: "Great!"

Front, the hotel arrived.

In addition to the Nobel Prize jury, there are also ceremony staff, as well as foreign dignitaries and guests, and the rest are candidates for this Nobel Prize, all of whom have made great contributions to the world in related fields.

The car is parked.

The driver gets out of the car and pulls the door open for them.

Zhou Qin and several people entered the hotel and checked in.

There are already a lot of people who have moved in, and there are also people who have just come who are going through the formalities, all of them are foreign faces, and Zhou Qin doesn't know them.

Yang Wei asked, "What floor are we on?"

After registering, the female staff of the Eagle Country smiled: "On the seventh floor, that floor is the residence of the Nobel Prize in Literature candidates and their entourage. ”

Literary Awards.

Medical Award.

Physics Prize.

Mathematics Prize.

Prize in Economics.

Except for the Nobel Peace Prize, which is more special, and there are no candidates nominated, the rest of the award candidates are stratified according to the prize category, which is also deliberately arranged by the organizers, living on the same floor, which is also convenient for everyone to communicate and discuss, and the original intention of the Nobel Prize is also exactly that.

Yang Wei nodded, "Okay." ”

The beautiful woman of the Eagle Country led her hand, "The elevator is here." ”

Sun Tian smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

"That-" The Eagle Country beauty staff looked at Zhou Qin.

Zhou Qin was stunned, "What's wrong?"

The beauty of the Eagle Country glanced left and right at no one, stretched out her hand under the table, smiled generously and took out a book, which was the English version of "Dou Po", "Mr. Zhou Qin, can you sign for me." ”

Zhou Qinle said, "Okay." ”

Take a pen and sign it.

This is the first time he has met a foreign fan asking him for an autograph, which feels really different, and Zhou Qin can clearly feel his international popularity. There is another pretending value to earn, hahahaha. However, when signing, this guy still stubbornly used a Chinese signature, he only had this signature, and he did not have an English name.

The beauty of the Eagle Country looked very happy, "Thank you, thank you so much." ”

Zhou Qin said to Yang Wei and the others: "Let's go." ”

Yang Wei said in a low voice: "You also have foreign fans." ”

Sun Tian smiled: "Brother Qin is different now than before. ”

A few people walked up to the elevator.

Behind him, several people suddenly chased after him.

"Zhou!"

"Wait a minute. ”

"Slow down. ”

Looking back, it was John, Tina, and David, who were a little later than Zhou Qin, and they also arrived before and after completing the registration procedures.

They walked up with their luggage.

Tina stared at him in amazement, "Are you really the author of 'Dou Po'?"

Zhou Qin smiled, "Yes." ”

David glared and said, "Aren't you a physicist?"

Zhou Qinle said: "I also know a little bit about physics. ”

"Do you know a little bit about that?" John fainted, "You can argue with a few of us Nobel Prize candidates in physics, do you know a little bit?"

John's students also looked at Zhou Qin stupidly.

They couldn't accept this fact all the way in the car. If you know a little more, even if you have studied physics deeply, it is impossible to have those debates with them on the plane and after getting off the plane, what about John's students? He is also an expert in physics, although he is a student, but he is also a real physics professor, but when they debate and speak, John's students can't even intervene in the words, this is the limitation of ability and knowledge. But what about Zhou Qin? Not only did he chat with them, but some of his ideas even gave them some inspiration, how could this be an ordinary physicist!

If Zhou Qin knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say it lightly, because I was pretending to be a criminal?

Such an authority on physics in the world!

Are you going to do literature?

Are you mistaken!

John hated that iron could not be made of steel, "Why did you write a novel!"

Zhou Qin was stunned, "I was originally born to write novels." ”

Tina was stunned, "Huh?"

David's eyes widened, "You used to write novels too?"

"yes. Zhou Qin smiled: "Otherwise, why would I compete for the Nobel Prize in Literature?"

David looked to heaven.

Tina's legs are weak.

What is this called?