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Fu Ge was not interested in girls. He only took a look and found her familiar. He said, "1 think she's a freshman this year." He thought for a moment and added, "From the Chinese Medicine Faculty."

He didn't pay much attention to the girls in school. He just subconsciously paid attention to the people around Qiao Nian.

He had seen Yin Wenzhi around Qiao Nian a few times and found her familiar, so he recognized her.

"Oh." Zhou Yang touched his head and said in a puzzled tone, "Why did a person from the Chinese Medicine Faculty come to sign up for the software competition?"

Zhou Yang realized that he had said something wrong after he finished speaking.

After all, Fu Ge was not a computer science major. So, he tried to smooth things over. "She probably has a specialty in this area. Junior girls nowadays are really awesome."

It was obvious who the other one was.

Fu Ge did not speak. He stood there with a cold expression, waiting for the form to be handed over.

This competition was very valuable.

Mostly because it was a world-class competition.

to give it a try, so many students came to sign

also a few computer science

mainly responsible for accepting students and recording

tea while standing at the side

his attitude was very easygoing, as if he was not

inferior to Nanjing University in terms of computing. In the past, the participants who represented the country were all students from Nanjing

probably be the same

was used to

flash drive to the teacher. She said casually, "I want to sign up. I'm Qiao Nian from the Chinese

Conglin almost did

throat, and he almost spatit out.

coughed violently. "Cough,

cough, cough!"

of the computer science teachers saw that his face was red from

yet to fade when he hurriedly widened his eyes and looked at the girl standing not far away calmly with her hands

that she had already put on the table. She seemed to think that he was talking nonsense, but she

the Chinese Medicine Faculty?" Liang Conglin could