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Ye Lan liked the way she relaxed in front of him, so she leaned back, relaxed, and smiled: "Remember to let me know when the results come out."

Qiao Nian had just ironed the hairy belly and pinched it up with a relaxed and confident expression: "Okay."

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Three days later, the results of the qualification selection for the World Software Contest came out.

Something that caught everyone's eyeballs happened.

In previous years, students from the Department of Computer Science of Nantah University represented the country in the competition, but this year the students selected were not from Nantah University.

It's Qing University next door!

You must know that the computer department of Tsinghua University has been hoisted and hammered by Nantah University, and the professional level of the two schools is not at the same level at all.

This time the organizing committee does not want students from Nantah University, and it is surprising enough that students from Tsinghua University were selected for the competition.

The more shocking thing is yet to come - the person selected by the organizing committee is not a student majoring in computer science at Tsinghua University!

The other party is from the Department of Chinese Medicine.

Still a freshman!

As soon as the final results came out, the news quickly spread to all universities, especially Tsingtao University and Nantah University. Everyone competes for this spot every year. This year Tsingtao University has a big turnaround, and the students of Nantah University also want to find out about Qiao Nian. who is it?

In dormitory 3306 for boys.

Zhou Yang was the first to know the news, and immediately told the others: "Fuck me, the person chosen this time is Qiao Nian."

"Qiao Nian?" The other person lay on the upper bunk and immediately glanced at Wen Ziyu: "You said Wen Shao's goddess was chosen?"

The basketball in Wen Ziyu's arms fell to the ground, and he forgot to pick it up, and stood there in a daze.

Zhou Yang patted him on the shoulder and congratulated him with a smile: "Young Master Wen, congratulations, your goddess has been selected. I thought it was someone from Nantah University who was selected this year, but I didn't expect it to be from our school."

It's a pity that Qiao Nian is not from the Department of Computer Science.

There are a lot of discussion voices outside, and there are many conspiracy theories.

Zhou Yang didn't think too much about it, and said simply: "I hope that this year the country can enter the group stage, and don't stop at the top 16 of the selection competition."

Wen Ziyu's mind was buzzing, he didn't even hear what he said clearly, he pushed his hand on his shoulder annoyed, and said in a low voice, "I'll go out and make a phone call."

He wants to call and ask my sister-in-law what's going on.

It doesn't matter if Qiao Nian is chasing the light.

Now it has been selected for the World Software Contest.

For a while, he couldn't accept this gap, just like a person you thought was right next to you suddenly became someone you couldn't even jump up to. That sense of loss was worse than killing him.

Wen Ziyu rushed out of the bedroom in stride.

Fu Ge walked in with a dark face on his back foot, threw the professional book in his hand on the table, opened the stool and sat in front of the laptop, turned on the computer, but sat still on the chair.

Zhou Yang had just been gossiping with everyone about Qiao Nian winning this competition.

Everyone in the dormitory understood that no one ran to touch Fu Ge's misfortune at this time, and they all tacitly found a job to do, pretending to be busy.

Fu Ge sat blankly in front of the computer for 10 minutes.

Finally, the phone he dropped on the table rang.

Fu Ge, who was sitting there blankly, finally reacted, his eyelashes trembled, and he picked up his phone expressionlessly and looked over, it was a text message sent to him by an unfamiliar number.

The content of the text message was very straightforward, saying directly that she suspected that there was something shady about the result of this selection, and asked Fu Ge if he wanted to make trouble.

Fu Ge deleted the message without reading the text message sent to him by the other party.