Ye Lan liked the way she acted easily in front of him, so he leaned back, relaxed, and smiled: "Remember to notify me when the results come out."
Qiao Nian had just blanched the slice of tripe and picked it up, looking relaxed and confident: "Okay."
*
Three days later, the qualification results for the World Software Competition came out.
Something unexpected happened.
In previous years, students from NTU's Department of Computer Science represented the country in the competition, but this year the person selected was not a student from NTU.
But it’s the Tsinghua University next door!
You should know that the Computer Science Department of Tsinghua University has always been criticized by Nanjing University, and the levels of this major in the two schools are not at the same level at all.
It is surprising enough that the organizing committee did not want students from Nanjing University this time and chose students from Tsinghua University to participate in the competition.
What’s even more shocking is yet to come—the people chosen by the organizing committee are not students majoring in computer science at Tsinghua University!
The other party is from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Still a freshman!
As soon as the final result came out, the news quickly spread to various universities, especially Tsinghua University and Nanjing University. Everyone competes for this spot every year. This year, Tsinghua University made a big turnaround, and students from Nanjing University also wanted to find out who this Qiao Nian is
In the boys' dormitory 3306.
Zhou Yang was the first to know the news, and he immediately told everyone else: "Fuck, the person chosen this time is Qiao Nian."
"Qiao Nian?" The other person lying on the upper bunk immediately glanced at Wen Ziyu and said, "You said Young Master Wen's goddess was chosen?"
The basketball in Wen Ziyu's arms fell to the ground, and he forgot to pick it up. He just stood there in a daze.
Zhou Yang patted his shoulder and congratulated him with a smile: "Mr. Wen, congratulations, your goddess has been selected. I thought it was someone from Nanjing University who was selected this year, but I didn't expect it was from our school."
It’s a pity that Qiao Nian is not from the computer department.
There are a lot of discussions outside, and many people are speculating on conspiracy theories. Zhou Yang didn't think too much about it, and said simply, "I hope that this year we can make it to the group stage, and not be eliminated in the top 16 of the qualifiers."
Wen Ziyu's head was buzzing, and he didn't even hear what he said clearly. He pushed away his hand on his shoulder in annoyance and whispered, "I'm going to go out and make a phone call."
He wanted to call his aunt to ask what was going on.
It would be fine if Qiao Nian was just chasing the light.
Now it has been selected for the World Software Competition.
He was a little bit unable to accept this gap for a while. It was like when someone you thought was right next to you suddenly becomes someone you can't reach even if you jump up. That feeling of loss was more painful than killing him.
Wen Ziyu rushed out of the dormitory with big strides.
Fu Ge walked in with a dark face, threw the professional book in his hand on the table, pulled out a stool and sat in front of the laptop, turned on the computer, but sat in the chair without moving.
Zhou Yang had just gossiped with everyone about Qiao Nian winning the spot in this competition.
Those who understood the situation in the dormitory understood the situation, so no one wanted to offend Fu Ge at this time. They all found something to do and pretended to be busy.
Fu Ge sat in front of the computer for ten minutes in a daze.
Finally, the cell phone he left on the table rang.
Fu Ge, who had been sitting there in a daze, finally reacted. His eyelashes trembled, and he picked up his phone expressionlessly and looked at it. It was a text message sent to him by an unfamiliar number.
The content of the text message was very straightforward. She directly stated that she suspected there was something fishy about the selection results and asked Fu Ge whether he wanted to make a fuss.
Fu Ge deleted the text message without finishing reading it.
(End of this chapter)