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In the principal's office.

Several computer science teachers had already checked the homework handed in by the applicants in the order of registration.

Until the results came back.

Du Mingwei, the head of the Computer Science Department, was still in a daze.

Liang Conglin was more concerned about the "homework" that Qiao Nian had handed over. He was the last to check the software that Qiao Nian had handed over. After checking it, he sat there without saying a word. He was even more anxious than Du Mingwei. He placed a hand on the back of the chair, leaned forward, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Du Mingwei was speechless.

He stared at the desktop computer in front of him in a daze. His mind went blank for a long time.

"Teacher Du, how is it? Didn't you read the software submitted by all the students? Whose software is our school going to submit this year?"

Silence ensued.

The other computer science teachers did not say anything, either. Their expressions were filled with doubt.

Liang Conglin became even more anxious.

a message to Old Master Ye about Qiao Nian's

Ye even asked

in the group said anything. He wasn't sure. "So, who exactly

for a long time, his expression was extremely complicated. He finally looked at Liang Conglin. His expression was simply amazing! "Principal,

"?????"

"What do you mean?"

said in a muffled voice,

"Teacher Du, if you have anything to say, just say it. You stopped halfway. I don'to understand what you mean." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

Du Mingwei heave a sigh of relief. His expression relaxed slightly but his expression was still very complicated. "Do you know what

submitted?"

"What?"

"A downloader.

up. It's twice as fast as the existing ones on the

couldn't describe his excitement at

a software

a mature technician might not have such skill and

student was actually

as if their hearts were being roasted on a fire. It was

good seedling was actually not from their computer