Wu Youlan was a little unwilling when she saw the news. "Brother Lin, do you really think you won't get the award?"
Lin Fan replied with a smile, "Why are you caring about that? There's no need to think about it. If I won't get it, then so be it."
Just as he was talking to Wu Youlan, Zhao Mingqing's call came.
As Lin Fan's student, Zhao Mingqing was naturally elated that his teacher had been nominated for the Nobel Prize, so he immediately called to ask about it.
However, when Lin Fan said that he wouldn't receive the award this time, Zhao Mingqing seemed to be in disbelief. After all, he felt that if his teacher didn't receive it, there was no one else among the nominees whose achievements could compare to his teachers.
To him, it seemed that his teacher was just saying these things because he was humble.
After chatting with Zhao Mingqing on the phone, Lin Fan received several more calls from other good friends who congratulated him.
