After walking a few hundred meters along the playground, Hao Yun couldn't help but feel anxious as he looked at the dormitory getting further and further away.
The old guy called him out without any intention of getting to the point. He just kept asking him in circles how his life was lately, whether he was tired from military training, whether he was used to it, and other unnutritious topics.
Just when Hao Yun was about to get straight to the point and tentatively ask him what was going on, the old dean finally said something a little nutritious.
"Classmate Hao, how are the preparations for the Hope Cup going?"
"… Cup of Hope?"
Hearing this unfamiliar name, Hao Yun was stunned subconsciously, with a confused expression on his face.
What is that
Seeing Hao Yun acting like he had heard about this for the first time, Dean Li gave him a strange look.
"It's the National College Student Programming Competition. Didn't your basic computer teacher tell you about it?"
"Oh, um... I've done some research, but I haven't signed up yet." When he said this, Hao Yun smiled and looked away subtly.
To be honest, he had no intention of signing up at all, but he just used this matter to stimulate Lao Zheng.
Not sure if he saw through Hao Yun's idea that he had no intention of participating at all, Dean Li chuckled and said a few words.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't signed up, but you have to start preparing for this work as soon as possible. After all, time waits for no one."
Understanding the implications of Dean Li's words, Hao Yun smiled bitterly and said, "This is not military training. How can I have time for that..."
"It's really unfortunate this year," Dean Li Guoping said with a smile. "In previous years, we held military training in September, and we had a few days off during National Day. This year, the military training was moved to October, which coincides with the Hope Cup."
Hao Yun made a helpless expression.
You see, it’s not that I don’t want to participate, it’s that the conditions don’t allow it.
However, Dean Li Guoping didn't seem to intend to let him go just like that. After thinking about it for a while, he spoke.
"Let's do this. I see that you are also a smart man, so I won't go around in circles with you. Let's discuss it."
"What to discuss..."
"I don't expect you to bring back the Hope Cup this year. Just work hard and reach the finals this year."
It's easy for you to say...
Hao Yun made a helpless expression: "If I have time, I would also like to participate... But this military training-"
"That's easy to say. I've specially approved that you don't have to go. Just go and take a look at the last two national defense education classes."
Damn it
And this operation
Hao Yun was stunned for a moment and looked at the dean in disbelief.
"Is this... no problem?"
"What's the problem with this?" Dean Li chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, "With me here, what are you worried about? I will arrange a tutor for you then, and you will stay here every day We are thinking about the competition in the computer room, what do you think?"
Without any hesitation, Hao Yun said immediately.
"I want to participate!"
If you don't participate, you won't participate.
Isn't it more comfortable to type code in the computer room than to bask in the sun on the playground
A New Year man will not endure hardships if he can. He is not like a second-rate guy like Lao Zhu.
Contest
Anyway, just join in the fun. No one would blame him if he couldn't win the championship as a freshman—
However, just when Hao Yun was thinking so happily, Dean Li gave him a meaningful smile.
"Then it's settled. You have to work hard. But I'll say it first. I think so highly of you. If you don't even make it to the finals, you'll be with the freshmen next year as a sophomore. Military training and exercise are also good.”
Hao Yun: "..."
Gan!
Still have to make it to the finals
Seeing the smile on the old fox's face, he knew that this matter must not be that simple...
…
Turned around and returned to the dormitory.
As soon as Hao Yungang entered the door, he saw three pairs of eyes looking at him.
Before he could ask, "Why are you so crazy again?" Lao Zhu stepped forward and grabbed his arm.
"Brother Yun!"
After shaking off this guy's hand, Hao Yun rolled his eyes.
"What are you calling your dad for?"
This time, Lao Zhu didn't argue with him about his age. He probably forgot about it.
"What on earth does the dean want to see you for?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just the Hope Cup."
"Hope Cup?" Lao Zheng, who was sitting next to him holding a chair and listening, was stunned for a moment and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What does this have to do with the dean?"
"It's related to the honor of our collective hospital. If you insist on saying it, it has some relevance."
Lao Zhu hesitated for a moment and continued: "But our military training... do you have time to write code?"
"Oh, military training. As for that, the dean told me that I don't need to go tomorrow... I can just go to the computer room to report in then."
The moment the voice fell, the dormitory was quiet for a while.
Hao Yun clearly saw that the pairs of eyes focused on him changed from surprise to envy, and then from envy to jealousy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Brother Yun..."
"What's wrong?"
Zheng Xueqian looked excited, and even his voice trembled.
"Is it too late to sign up now?"
Hao Yun looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"... It's too late. You can sign up before the end of the month. Didn't you sign up?"
Zheng Xueqian said excitedly: "I mean, if you sign up, you won't need military training?"
"Well, I've said nothing about this. You go and consult the dean."
This time, even Liang Ziyuan, who was never very talkative, couldn't help but join in the conversation.
"Then you still lack teammates?"
"I need a chicken teammate for the individual competition."
There was a sigh in the dormitory.
Originally, the good brothers were all suffering together, but they didn’t feel so tired anymore.
As a result, now, someone actually escaped from the sea of suffering early!
Shaking his head, Lao Zheng sighed.
"This is... so unfair!"
Hao Yun chuckled.
"Yes, yes, I think it's quite unfair. Don't worry, brothers. If you want to eat then, just send me a WeChat message!"
"What's the point of sending you," Lao Zhu said with a grimace, "Even if you buy a watermelon, how can we have a chance to eat it?"
"It's okay," Hao Yun said with a smile, "I can eat it for you!"
Zhu Kening: "..."
Zheng Xueqian: "..."
Liang Ziyuan: “…”
Seeing that there was something wrong with the expressions of the three animals, Hao Yun immediately picked up the washbasin and slipped into the bathroom.
Although it felt good to show off, for the sake of his own safety, he felt it was better not to continue to stimulate these three poor guys...
…
When I came out of the shower, it was already dark outside.
After wiping his hair and returning to the dormitory, Hao Yun opened his laptop and logged into the official website of the Hope Cup National College Student Programming Competition.
About yesterday, the test questions were posted on the homepage of the official website.
"Programs are dead, but life is alive. It is required to write a program that can make people think about life. There is no limit to the way to solve the problem, and there is no limit to the type of program, as long as it is logical and self-consistent."
What does this topic mean
Looking at this question, Hao Yun was a little confused.
What does it mean to make people think about life
Is this something that a program can do
There is also the question "There are no limits on how to solve the problem" mentioned in the question, which is also worth pondering. However, what troubles Hao Yun is that sometimes too much freedom is not a good thing, and he has no clue. nothing.
After thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with a good idea. Finally, Hao Yun shook his head and decided to put this matter aside for now.
Anyway, there is still more than half a month before the registration deadline, so there is no rush for a day or two.
He had enough time to think slowly.
However, there was one thing that made him a little concerned.
The rules of this competition are so broad, how can we ensure that the contestants upload their own works
Paying someone to customize a work seems feasible in theory.
But after thinking about it, Hao Yun felt relieved.
According to the rules on the official website, the open call for works is only a preliminary round, and the main test is the creativity and imagination of the contestants.
When it comes to the finals, the contestants have to go to the venue to complete the tasks, and supervision will naturally be much stricter than in the preliminary rounds.
It seems quite boring to spend tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands just to buy a ticket to the finals without receiving any awards or certificates.
If you don't have that strength, you will eventually be eliminated.
After finally studying the rules of the competition, Hao Yun leaned on the chair and stretched.
It's getting late, and it seems that the novel cannot be updated today.
Forget it, it shouldn’t be a big deal if you pigeon for a day, right
Anyway, I haven’t signed a contract yet…
With this in mind, Hao Yun reached out and closed the laptop.
At this moment, Lao Zheng's cursing call came from the upper bunk.
"Damn it, why isn't this dog updated than the author? I've been waiting for more than an hour. I'm really pissed off!"
You are such a bitch!
I won’t update it today!
Hao Yun cursed back in his mind. After thinking for a while, he couldn't find a reason to quarrel with this guy. He finally decided to ignore him and climbed into bed to sleep.