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Ye Lan liked how relaxed she was in front of him. Smiling, she leaned back and relaxed. "Remember to inform me when the results are out."

Qiao Nian had just finished cooking the piece of tripe. She picked it up, looking relaxed and confident. "Okay."...

Three days later, the results of the World Software Competition were out.

A shocking event happened.

In the past, the students from the Computing faculty of Nanjing University would represent the country to participate in the competition, but not this year.

It was Qing University that would be representing the country!

One had to know that the Computing faculty of Qing University had always lost to Nanjing University's Computing faculty. The two schools were not on the same level at all.

This time, the organizing committee did not want the students from Nanjing University. It was already surprising enough that they chose the students from Qing University to participate in the competition. What was even more shocking was that the person chosen by the organizing committee was not a Computer Science student!

The other party was from the Chinese Medicine Faculty.

And a freshman at that!

Everyone competed for this spot every year. This year, Qing University made a huge comeback. The students

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