After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 102 was pitted

Chun Nu shook his head: "You said he didn't betray me or betray me, then I shouldn't hate him. Since people and ghosts have different paths, I don't have any benefits by his side, so why should I stay. Besides, it's reincarnation, after all, He's not him anymore."

Xi Hua nodded: "A reincarnation without memory is just a stranger."

But now Chun Nu still has her obsession: "When will I know the truth about how I was buried alive?"

Xi Hua looked at her and said calmly: "It's not time for you to know. It's easy to find the enemy, but it's not so easy to kill him. You have to take it step by step."

Chun Nu pursed her lips: "I'll wait!"

The faint moonlight penetrates the thick clouds and washes away in the night like a layer of veil. The cool night wind of autumn slowly sways in the air, and the moist mist falls.

I asked for a week off, and stayed at home for a few days because of things on the Internet. In the next half a month, I was busy running around seminars and lectures.

Seeing that the life balance keeps dropping, it has dropped to 119 days. If the child hadn't come out of the intensive care unit and gave her 4 points of blood back, it would be a curse.

It was already late October for Xihua to go to school.

Two oversized red banners hung on both sides of the school gate, with her name and the name of Zhao Xinwen, who had just been promoted to a middle-level member of the International Music Association, interspersed in a series of gilded characters on it.

Zhao Xinwen doesn't want to know whether she likes the school's attention, but she doesn't like it at all.

An embarrassment rushed over.

Xihua: "..." After a moment of silence, he asked the school's big security guard, "Can you take this thing away?"

The security guard smiled and said: "That can't be done, the principal said, we have to hang up until the end of the month."

Xihua: "..."

Put on the hat and enter the school.

Along the way, I heard people talking about the ACM Bachelor International League.

Registration closes at the end of September.

The list of students participating in the on-campus selection was compiled by the teaching assistants to the professor who presided over the selection.

It's no secret, and then someone posted the list on the Xiaonei website.

Originally, I wanted to see the lineup of gods fighting, but I didn't expect to see the name of the medical boss from the computer department.

"What's the situation! Mu Xihua also signed up?"

"Where did she get the confidence? Last semester, she barely passed every subject!"

"The big boss in the medical field, it seems that he has been praised too much, and he has become self-righteous."

"That's not necessarily true, maybe I just want to spur myself!"

"Are you sure it's spurs, not abuse?"

"If the selection results are announced, the boss will lose face!"

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Although her medical skills are really good, let alone good grades in computer science courses, she doesn't even take any partial courses, and she passed the passing line at a low altitude, so it's no wonder that she will be discussed behind her back.

So when those friends saw her name on the summary list, they were a little confused.

Rong Anle was a little uncertain: "Did you report it?"

Xihua ate her lunch slowly, curling the corners of her lips: "I haven't been to school for almost a month."

Unlike individual players who register directly on the official website, they need to fill in a verification code. For school selection, they only need to fill in their life, class, and student number.

Under normal circumstances, if a student who is very average in study signs up, the teacher will directly cross it out, or expressly hint not to humiliate himself, but if it is added temporarily, it will not even have the last chance to "confirm and delete" No more.

Especially in the computer competition, the top students are all the top students, how difficult can it be to tamper with the list in the background?
Jiang Lanting snorted coldly and said: "That means someone is going to punish you, nine out of ten it is Ling Qing, his obsession with Zhao Xinwen is no less than that of Bai Chutang, he doesn't dare to kill people, he doesn't have a lot of things that make people embarrassing did."

The bug in Zhao Yan's hand was directly bent by him: "This thing deserves a beating!"

Rong Anle was a little worried: "I have already applied for the name, what should I do? The difficulty coefficient of the selection competition questions is very high, if it is really too bad... Ah, although the bigwigs from all walks of life have biased subjects, but they are biased. There are not many of you like this. Ling Qing just wants to use this to incite those who are jealous of you to attack you."

Xi Hua raised her eyebrows, since some people are so lacking in pumping, then she will reluctantly grant him a favor.

Seeing their worried faces, he said something nonsense: "Recently I asked someone to make up for it, just to see how much I have improved."

Huo Qingpei has a quiet temperament, he seldom speaks when eating together or going out, the curvature of the corner of his mouth is slightly distorted when he hears this: "Uh, who is it that gave you bad luck?"

Xi Hua shrugged: "I don't know. Grandpa Lan arranged it. I heard that the ink in my stomach is quite rich in gold."

Several people looked at each other: "..."

Huo Qingpei didn't want to doubt whether she could make progress, but the gap between the score of passing the passing line at low altitude and the score of participating in the international competition may not be as long as the Seine River: "It shouldn't take long to make up for it, are you sure?" Can you make progress?"

Xihua took a sip of the milk tea and gave a confident "ang" sound.

Everyone: "..."

I hope this "don't know" will be a hundred times better than Professor Lin!
At least don't let this master get a zero in the exam!
Otherwise, she might be forced to become famous.

During the first theoretical comprehensive written test, Xihua's stationery was very exquisite and rich, which perfectly interpreted a sentence: poor students have a lot of stationery.

The classmate at the next table: "..."

Xihua wrote very slowly, like a random graffiti after not understanding the topic.

Didn't even finish the answer in the end.

After the exam, the paper was taken for review.

Three professors from the department were marking the papers.

First, they took out the test papers of powerful students like Ling Qing and Zhou Jin, who was No.3 in the previous year, and then deliberately found out the test papers of the big guys who had poor grades and signed up again.

For the top students, the marking professor naturally nodded frequently, thinking that it was very likely to win the prize again.

After changing Xihua's, the professor in the Chinese tunic suit said "Yo": "That big brother student actually got quite a high score!"

Another Mediterranean professor pushed the glasses that slipped from the bridge of his nose: "It's true! You must know that this time's subject is two grades harder than last year's selection competition! I changed it to two failing grades! "

The meticulously combed female professor Xilin looked down at the failing papers in her hand, and was a little surprised: "Yes, I have changed a few here too."

The professor in the tunic suit handed out the paper: "Here, you guys have a look too." Recalling a moment, he said, "I remember that Sun Qi, who was a junior, and Zhang Hua, who was a senior, were sitting next to her. How about it?"

Professor Xi approved the approval of these two people, and said with certainty: "It's not too high, but they all passed."

Professor Haidi scoffed, as if he looked down on him very much: "Maybe I copied it when our invigilator didn't pay attention."

Professor Xi looked at Xihua's paper and shook his head: "No, the overlap of the answers in the three papers is not high. She solved two big questions, but she didn't solve the other two."

Ling Qing, who was just about to enter the office, heard their conversation, smiled, and went in, "I heard that Professor Lan hired a bigwig in the industry to help her make up lessons. Maybe she has made great progress recently."

Professor Haidi didn't think there was anything wrong with his speculation, and said with a tusk: "Theoretical questions just require a little more memory, and it's not unusual to be able to read all the medical books that you can't finish studying. It's not unusual to pass professional theoretical questions. Let's see if she has the ability to do it in the next two rounds!"

"As far as her grades are concerned, she is not a big deal among all the candidates. Only those who have excellent grades in the computer-based test can have a chance to be shortlisted. But I think, according to her current ability, she is just barely qualified. People who can't eat this bowl of food, no matter how It's useless to toss around."

Professor Xi looked out the window, rolled his eyes, packed his things and left first.

The professor in the Chinese tunic suit collected the papers and sent them to lock them in the cabinet. After finishing all the corrections in the afternoon, he registered the scores. He greeted Mediterranean Sea and left.

Professor Haidi was very polite to Ling Qing: "Ling Qing, you did well in the exam. It's up to you and Zhou Jin whether you can win the prize this time! Work hard!"

Ling Qing smiled and said confidently: "My grandfather hired the recently retired director of the JH Research Office to give advice for a period of time. In this competition, I am confident that I will definitely get the ranking."

Haidi laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dean Ling has a lot of contacts! If you can successfully enter JH, you will be a face to us in Beijing University."

(End of this chapter)