The Strongest Learning System

"The four teachers shortlisted for the World Contribution Award, please take the stage."

As Newell's voice fell, the heads of five World Contribution Award finalists appeared on the big screen.

Immediately afterwards, the number of votes for the first group was announced.

A number appeared under each finalist's profile picture.

1!

1!

2!

1!

45!

The number under Su Mo's head is impressively 45 votes.

Outstanding.

In addition to Su Mo, there are four finalists for the World Contribution Award. Seeing this number of votes on the big screen, their expressions are extremely exciting.

Originally, they were preparing to take the stage.

right now……

Forget it!

The four people sat down very tacitly.

On stage?

Last fart!

What are you doing up there?

Eat Ollie? ?

Shame...

"Ahem--"

Newell saw what the four were doing and wanted to say something.

But after another thought, he could understand the four people's thoughts. After hesitating for a moment, they didn't remind the four of them to come to the stage.

"The second set of votes will be obtained below."

1!

1!

1!

1!

46!

Su Mo's votes have accumulated to 91 votes.

At this moment, everyone knew in their hearts.

This time the World Contribution Award is none other than Su Mo!

Unless, a miracle happens...

However, the reason why a miracle is called a miracle is so easy to appear.

The third set of votes data.

Su Mo is still Yiqi Juechen.

Received 48 votes.

The cumulative number of votes is as high as 139 votes!

This situation has made the fourth group's vote data meaningless.

Because Su Mo's votes have exceeded 100 votes.

No matter how the votes of the last group are distributed, no one can compete with Su Mo for this World Contribution Award.

Newell naturally knew this, but whether it made sense or not.

The process that should be followed still needs to be followed.

The fourth set of vote data is displayed.

All the finalists sat in their positions dumbly, with only one feeling in their hearts.

It's numb!

The distribution of votes in the fourth group is even more cruel.

0!

0!

0!

0!

50!

Su Mo directly swept all the votes in the fourth group and gave the other four people a duck.

So far, his votes are as high as 189 votes.

On the other hand, the votes of the other four can only be described as terrible.

The four people only had 11 votes, which was not even comparable to a fraction of Su Mo.

What are you still playing?

Go to sleep!

The expressions of the four finalists were unspeakable grudges.

Before coming, each of them was thinking of competing for awards.

After all, soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers.

All have been shortlisted, and competition for awards is very normal.

But I never expected that this would be the case.

Accompany running?

Pooh……

They are not worthy! ! !

o(╥﹏╥)o

Walking to the front of the stage, Newell raised the microphone and said in a loud voice: "The four groups of votes have all been announced. In the end, Teacher Su Mo won the Nobel World Contribution Award with an absolute advantage of 189 votes."

"At the same time, Teacher Su has also become the first five-award winner in the history of the Nobel Prize."

"In this Nobel Prize, Mr. Su has set a total of six records, the youngest finalist, the youngest winner, the first double award winner, the first triple award winner, and the first four award winners. Award winners, the first five award winners!"

"Let us congratulate Su Mo with the warmest applause. He is the greatest genius in human history. There is no one!!!"

"Wow..."

This evaluation is not bad, but everyone can accept it.

Those who have won all the Nobel Prizes deserve this evaluation.

"hiss!"

"What do you pin me for?"

"I want to confirm if I am dreaming."

"Then you pinch yourself!"

"I fear pain……"

"I'm fascinating!"

...

In the webcast room.

Countless people in Xia Country are crazy, and they are looking for rewards.

But after looking around, Mao didn't find one.

In this live broadcast, there was no reward entry from the beginning.

For this matter, Su Mo deliberately communicated with the person in charge of the shark platform.

Just watch the live broadcast and be happy.

Let's not do things that spend money.

Say it again.

He is not short of money...

"I feel like I'm going crazy!"

"Gan, what a pervert!"

"Won the Nobel Prize for a year? Is this something that people can do?"

"Genius? It's a fart in front of Su Mo! No, it's not a fart!!!"

"The country's most important weapon, I can only call Su Mo great!"

...

Even those black fans of Su Mo are dumbfounded at this time.

How does this make them spray?

Can't spray...

Even if they want to pick the bones in the egg, they can't break the steel egg of Su Mo!

Super invincible little steel egg! ! !

Not only did they not spray, but these black powders even had admiration for Su Mo.

You know, these sprays are all lacking in love...

Usually on the Internet, relying on the keyboard to enter the world.

No matter what your status is, no matter how good you are, no matter what achievements you have.

Three words-love who and who!

Spray if you want.

Some people even wrote a poem specifically for these internet spouts.

I don’t give birth to my keyboard man, the spray channel is like a long night.

Immortal summit, proud of the world; if I have a keyboard, it is heaven.

The key of the big river comes from the sky, and the world is across the world with one key.

Break the red dust, kill all the immortals, cut nine days with one key in your hand.

If there is no real immortal in the world, I would like to hold the key and turn into immortal.

Not only are these Internet spouts not ashamed, but they are also proud of it.

They even regarded this poem as the supreme profundity of their spouts.

Spray, spray, spray! ! !

As long as they want, no one can stop them from spraying people.

But at this moment, facing Su Mo.

Their distorted heart was slowly corrected.

Because they couldn't find any words to spray.

Summarize in four words: Dao Xin is unstable!

Looking at Su Mo, who looked calm on the screen, a thought came to them one after another.

How could this man... be so awesome? !

...

"Ms. Su, congratulations!"

Newell carefully handed out the trophy and certificate of honor for the World Contribution Award to Su Mo, congratulating him: "To be honest, even the person in charge of me didn't expect the teacher to win all the awards. You are so amazing! "

Sincerely.

He really thought so.

Before the awards ceremony, he talked about this topic in a video call with his boss Gabriel.

The two people have similar views.

It is believed that Su Mo won three awards at most, the most.

However, reality slapped both in the face severely.

Small.

The pattern is smaller.

Su Mo is not an individual!

God!

God among mankind! ! !

"Thanks a lot."

Su Mo nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

How to accomplish this occasion.

He couldn't see the slightest excitement on his face, which made Newell's heart sigh with infinite emotion.

There is really no comparison between people.

"Teacher Su, please give your acceptance speech."

I want to return to it, but the necessary process still needs to be carried out.

However, this time Newell did not remind Su Mo as before.

Say whatever you want.

Su Mo's last acceptance speech was only a few words.

He didn't believe it, could it be shorter?

Su Mo raised his jaw slightly and blinked, "Mr. Newell, do me a favor."

Newell knew immediately and quickly handed the microphone to Su Mo's mouth.

"cough--"

Hearing Su Mo's cough, the scene fell silent for an instant, and all eyes focused on him.

Su Mo smiled faintly, raised the trophy and honor certificate in his hand, and uttered three words lightly.

"thank you."

Newell: "..."

He stared at Su Mo blankly, with 10,000 grass-and-mud horses rushing past in his heart.

Three words?

Three words!

You are a real cow! ! !

There was a burst of low laughter in the audience.

"Personality!"

"Genius, normal."

"We are all getting old!"

"Good point!"

"Yeah, yeah, it's really good!"

…

Su Mo used absolute hard power to prove one thing to Newell.

There is no shortest, only shorter!