“This game has always been played big.”
When Qiao Nian finished speaking, her phone lit up and she saw that Gu San had called. She guessed that Gu San and Ye Wangchuan were already waiting for her outside the hotel. Qiao Nian picked up her phone, pulled out a stool and said to Jiang Li, "Let's go. I'll go to your place and install the software for you first."
"Okay."
Jiang Li happily picked up the coat on the chair, stood up, and followed her.
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Qiao Nian wants to participate in the competition.
Rhine Apartments has been quite quiet these days.
Whether it's Qin Si or Jiang Li, everyone knows that Qiao Nian is going to participate in the competition, so basically they won't come to the apartment to disturb her unless necessary.
Qiao Nian also concentrated on preparing for the competition.
I basically spent three whole days in my room watching video clips of previous matches of this competition.
Because the play-in round is not the group stage.
The theme of the qualifying round is different every year. They will first give you a theme, and then ask the contestants to develop software according to the given theme.
The theme is different every year.
No one knows what the theme of this year's qualifying round will be.
Ever since Qiao Nian made it clear that she would be shortlisted, teachers from a domestic software organization added her on WeChat and sent her a number of topics they had predicted.
For example, the live broadcast software that has been very popular recently.
accelerator.
Another example is communications.
Qiao Nian looked at them one by one, and based on the themes of previous years' competitions, he guessed the topics and selected two popular topics to do some preparation in advance.
September 8th.
The weather in Beijing is clear and cloudless.
Tsinghua University is the same as usual, with students in various majors attending classes and those who need to rest taking a break.
But the teachers and students of each department were in completely different states, and their minds were tense. From nine o'clock in the morning, cars started to drive into the campus, and people in formal business attire entered an art building next to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Others saw staff carrying computers in.
Yin Wenzhi took the elective Advanced Mathematics course and had classes in the morning during her freshman year. She got up early and went to the school cafeteria to eat. She was walking past the teaching building with a book in her hands when she happened to meet a few students walking towards her, discussing something in a cheerful tone.
"I just saw that the art building next to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine was blocked by school security. No one was allowed in this morning."
"I know about this. A freshman from our school was selected to compete in the World Software Competition. I heard that the qualifying round was an online competition, and to prevent the players from cheating, they blocked the art building and didn't allow anyone to enter."
"This competition seems to be held in China this year. If we can make it to the group stage, our school will be very proud!"
"Yes, every year the computer science department of the neighboring Nankai University competes with our school. If our school wins in this competition..."
When Yin Wenzhi heard someone mention "Qiao Nian" and "Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine", his hands holding the book tightened unconsciously and he almost crumpled the book in his arms.
Her face was sallow and she had dark circles under her eyelids. It was obvious that she hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.
Her face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. She looked coldly at the blocked art building not far away and bit her lip.
Obviously...
Obviously she was also shortlisted for the competition.
In the end, the organizing committee chose Qiao Nian instead of her. Now the matter is being discussed everywhere in the school, and no one remembers her name when the competition is mentioned.
I remember she was also studying Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Also a freshman!
Among the three people selected by the school, she is one of them!
Yin Wenzhi's teeth were almost bitten off. She stood there and took out an old-fashioned cell phone with worn edges.
Check to see if there is any new news above.
However, no.
Not a single new message!
(End of this chapter)