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The news of the [-]:[-] p.m. meeting of all faculty and staff spread throughout the campus through the radio, and Fu Zhendong personally made the broadcast.

Lu Qianqiu, who was doing experiments in the laboratory, put down the tools in his hands and frowned.

Under normal circumstances, even if the staff meeting is held, it will be held on Saturday and Sunday. This is the time for students to have a holiday, but today is Wednesday, and Fu Zhendong's sudden announcement completely puzzled him.

"What the hell is Fu Zhendong doing?" Lu Qianqiu took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a puzzled face, and dialed Wang Xuecai's number: "Old Wang, a staff meeting was held suddenly, do you know what happened?"

"How would I know, I was just going to ask you?" Wang Xuecai was in class at the moment, and after receiving a call from Lu Qianqiu, Wang Xuecai said in a deep voice.

"Where's Song? Does he know?"

Just as Wang Xuecai was about to speak, his cell phone vibrated again, and he saw that it was Song Baoguo calling.

"Don't ask, he definitely doesn't know, he is doing the same thing as you." Wang Xuecai said with black lines all over his head.

"..." The corner of Lu Qianqiu's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Even you and Lao Song don't know the situation, so who else knows?"

"Have!"

"Who?"

"Ask Fu Zhendong."

After all, Wang Xuecai hung up the phone.

"Beep beep..."

Hearing the busy voice coming from his ear, the corners of Lu Qianqiu's mouth couldn't help twitching.

If Fu Zhendong can get through on the phone, he doesn't need to ask Wang Xuecai.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Qianqiu found Fu Zhendong's number again and dialed it.

A few seconds later, a pleasant female voice came from the phone: "The number you dialed is currently in use, please call again later..."

……

At 1:40 p.m., hundreds of faculty members of Yenching University gathered together.

"Old Liu, do you know what's going on?"

"Old Lin, is your chemistry school doing something big?"

"Ms. Xiao was joking. If you want to make a big move, it has to be your medical school. I heard that you made a new breakthrough in anti-AIDS drugs a while ago?"

"..."

Discussions like this arose in the auditorium, and everyone was guessing why the staff meeting was suddenly held.

February 12 at 29:1 pm.

Fu Zhendong's voice came from the long-immersed microphone: "Quiet, quiet."

The voices of the people stopped suddenly, and they all looked up at the podium.

However, in the next second, their buttocks slipped and fell off the bench to the ground.

It was not Fu Zhendong who stepped onto the podium, but Qin Luo!

It was Qin Luo who stepped onto the podium!

Could it be that Qin Luo's "Four-Color Conjecture" was selected into the Annals of Mathematics?

It is undeniable that this is indeed a big event, but even so, there is no need to call all the faculty and staff to the auditorium, right?

Wang Xuecai felt that Fu Zhendong's approach was a bit too much.

On the podium, Qin Luo looked at the big cows in the audience with a bright smile on his face.

"Ahem, I called everyone here today, and I delayed everyone's time because of my reasons. I want to say sorry to everyone first."

I'm sorry right away, what the hell is Qin Luo up to?The wrinkles between Wang Xuecai's brows became deeper and deeper.

However, before he could ask a question, Qin Luo's next sentence stunned him.

I saw Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, and said with high spirits: "But I believe you will not regret it, because you are destined to be written into history."