Mas, on the other hand, watched the girl delete her Trojan program with cold eyes, sneered, showed a rather disdainful expression, and whispered: "I thought the woman Aiden was afraid of had some real ability, but I didn't expect her to be a coward."
He probably thought Qiao Nian's reaction was too boring, so he simply withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to his computer.
This final was a pure competition - it was all about software development.
Software has always been divided into several levels, starting from AS level. Each level is more powerful than the previous level. The most powerful is the legendary S-level software.
But this kind of programming is very difficult, and Musk himself is not sure he can produce an S-level software in a short period of time.
So this time he prepared an A-level software.
A-level software is already very rare in the market, and it is more than enough to win this competition.
He was still very focused when doing things, at least more focused than he was in private, and in a blink of an eye he put all his energy into programming.
The camera is pointed at him.
Mas was concentrating, with almost no expression on his face. His hands were extremely fast, and his brows were shrouded in the pride of a top IT expert.
The originally noisy audience in the stands were shocked by his aura and all fell silent.
In addition to Mas, the camera also turned to the players from country H.
He looked much friendlier than Mas, and his single eyelids showed that he was concentrating on software production.
In front of the camera, his hand speed is also incredibly fast. Ordinary people can't compare with him. But compared to Mars, he is still a little slower.
But he is cunning enough.
When Mas was teaching Qiao Nian to put a Trojan horse on his computer, he took the opportunity to waste time with the two of them and started programming early. He has done a lot now, with at least 30% progress.
The camera went around in a circle and it seemed that the only person who was slow was Qiao Nian.
After she solved the Trojan horse that Mars had implanted in her computer, she opened the programmer slowly and leisurely. Since she couldn't use her right hand, she only used one hand, tapping the keys on the keyboard with her left hand, giving people a cynical feeling... but she was very patient!
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In the audience.
Qin Si looked around and saw Qiao Nian with his chin covered by a baseball cap and a calm attitude. The veins on his forehead bulged again in anxiety.
"Sister Qiao is too slow."
"After all, Miss Qiao's hand was injured. She can only use one hand, and it's her left hand that we don't use often. It's normal for her to be a little slow." Zhang Yang was also looking up at the situation on the field.
The situation in the sports field is ever-changing, let alone a world-class professional competition.
He was afraid that the situation would change again in the blink of an eye.
He watched the game so seriously, of course he saw that Qiao Nian's hand speed was incomparable to the other two people on the field.
Not to mention Masbi who deliberately provoked them at the beginning of the game.
Qiao Nian's hand speed is not even as fast as that person from country H.
The current situation is not optimistic.
Qin Si knew that Qiao Nian was in a bad situation, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he could do nothing: "... Even if Sister Qiao didn't get first place, I hope that someone, Park or something gets first place, which is better than Ma Si getting first place!"
"The game isn't over yet, let's wait and see."
Bo Jingxing always felt that Qiao Nian's condition on the field was very similar to when he was in the Ninth Institute. He didn't know why a strange feeling arose in his heart, and he always felt that Qiao Nian would win.
Zhang Yang also echoed: "Yes, Mr. Qin, the competition is not over yet, let's wait until the software is ready."
Qin Si clenched his fists, fixed his eyes on the game field and said nothing. He couldn't swallow this.
(End of this chapter)