697: C697 Invitation from Harvard

C697 Invitation from Harvard

Just one software company under his command had no less than ten students who had come from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

"Ugh …" Mr. Willam, I think you are mistaken, I am not a student of Massachusetts Institute of Technology University. " Qin Luo smiled and said.

If he wasn't even a student of Massachusetts Institute of Technology University, then that wouldn't even be worth mentioning.

"Then Mr Qin wants to test his Massachusetts Institute of Technology?" Willam smiled and said.

"I can't deny that Massachusetts Institute of Technology is the world's top university, but I have never thought of entering a Massachusetts Institute of Technology University." Qin Luo shook his head with a smile.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology was a university that was ranked in the top ten of the world all year round.

Elder Qian, the most famous aerodynamics expert in China, had once been a professor at Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

If you don't want to enter the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, then where can you go? Could it be Harf?

Thinking about it, Willam could not hold back the joy in his heart and wanted to laugh out loud.

"Junior, where are you going? Harf or Oxford? " Willam laughed in disdain.

Harf, Oxford?

"The schools that you mentioned, they all sent me invitations, asking me to stay and teach at them." Qin Luo shook his head and continued, "Unfortunately, I rejected their invitation."

"There's mail from them in my mailbox now."

You wanted to stay in school as a teacher, and you refused?

Why was this so unbelievable?

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Willam's expression became more and more disdainful.

Whether it was Harvard or Oxford …

These are the world's top institutions.

All the instructors inside were figures that could get their hands on Academic Field.

This 20 year old young man in front of him, did he have the chance to teach at such an institution?

Hehe, even if you are bragging, you shouldn't be bragging like this.

"Student, before you lie, can you think of anything else?" Willam said with a smile.

Frankly speaking, he did not believe Qin Luo's words at all.

Liar?

Hehe, Qin Luo laughed helplessly. He didn't say anything and just reached for his laptop and opened up his mailbox.

In the next second, dozens of invitation letters were included.

Mi Nation, East Asia, Lancy …

They came from all the countries of the world, from all the top academies of the world.

Casually clicking on an email, the invitation letter appeared in front of everyone.

"Dear Professor Qin, I, on behalf of the Harf Count Academy, sincerely invite you to the Harvard to teach …"

"Sign, Qiu Chengtong!"1

Yes, he was this great master Kaiser of mathematics and a lifelong professor of Harf. He personally invited Qin Luo Yuan to be his teacher in Harvard!

Unfortunately, at that time, Qin Luo had already promised Fu Zhendong to stay in Huaxia, so he refused Qiu Chengtong.

What did an email represent?

Seeing the scene in front of his eyes, Willam could not hold back the joy in his heart anymore and laughed without restraint, "Hahaha, Qin, what are you trying to prove? prove that Harvard invited you? "Just with an email?"

In this information era, the cost of forging a fake was too low. This kind of decent mail was most likely forged.

No matter what, he didn't believe Qin Luo could receive Harvard's invitation.

and even more so, did not believe that he would refuse Harvard's invitation.

You don't believe me?

True.

Qin Luo also did not expect Willam to believe it all at once.

However, he had plenty of ways to make him believe it.

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