1829: C1829 Juri and Shephard

C1829 Juri and Shephard

That's a world-class bull!

"Gulp ~" After a moment of silence, Tom carefully swallowed his saliva and said word by word, "Teacher, are you joking? It must be a joke, right?"

Joking?

The corner of Schaefer's mouth twitched, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He really wanted to joke, but the cruel reality didn't allow him to joke...

"Tom, this is not a joke, I am serious..." Schaefer Deschamps said with a bitter smile.

Tom: "@ $%..."

For some reason, he felt like he had f * cked a dog in his heart.

What the f * ck, Schaefer Deschamps really wanted to impeach Qin Luo and take away the Nobel Prize in his hands!

To be honest, he really wanted to refuse, but he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Schaefer Deschamps was his first teacher after all.

He really did not want to reject him!

Gritting his teeth, Tom made up his mind and finally made up his mind. "Teacher, I'll help you once. What do you want me to do?"

He decided to help Schaefer in return for Schaefer's guidance.

"How about this..." Hearing the resolute words of his former student, Schaefer's eyelids twitched and he could only smile bitterly.

He knew that after this battle, he would lose a student he was proud of. But even so, what could he do?

He had already boarded Curie Hannah's pirate ship. At this moment, even if he had lost many things, he still had to grit his teeth and persist.

Otherwise, he would lose even more.

- -

Nobel Foundation...

As the leader of the foundation, Bob was old and had developed the habit of taking a nap.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

But just as he fell onto the bed, he was jolted awake by a series of rapid knocks on the door.

Who was this? Couldn't he choose a better time?

Dylan frowned slightly. His expression was indescribably ugly.

"Who is it..." Dylan rebuked with some displeasure.

"Chief, something happened..."

An anxious voice came from outside the door.

Something happened?

Dylan's brows, which had already been ravines, were now even more furrowed into a single word.

What the f * ck? The award ceremony had already ended, and the most controversial Nobel Prize in Physics medal was already owned by a famous flower. What kind of big trouble could there be now?1

However, with the principle of not being afraid of ten thousand, Dylan still got up and opened the door of the room.

Outside the door, a man wearing a black suit and glasses was standing at the door with a hurried expression.

Seeing Dylan, the young man's eyes immediately lit up.

"Lord... Chief, it's not good. Just now, many scholars pressured the Golden Foundation to change the winner of this Nobel Prize in Physics!" The young man said hastily.

WTF?

Change the award recipient?

Dylan almost couldn't believe his ears.

"Are you sure you're not joking?"

"I'm sure, I'm sure, and I'm sure..." The young man nodded solemnly.

Dylan:... ""

At this moment, Dylan felt like he couldn't speak.

It wasn't easy for him to throw out the physics medal, but now someone wanted to change the result.

This was simply not treating him as a person!

"Who is it, who is it? Who has the guts to pressure the Golden Foundation?" Dylan berated in a stern voice.

"From the feedback we have received so far, it should be Curie's family and Schaefer's family!"

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