shock!The vase in the entertainment industry was reborn to become a god of learning

At seven o'clock the next morning, after Zhao Heng drank his countless cups of coffee, he finally waited for Shen You'an's reply.

——Calm down, be careful when extreme happiness leads to sadness, it is better to cultivate your moral character.

Zhao Heng: ...

The boss knows how to pour cold water on it.

Shen Youan put on her schoolbag and went to the hotel front desk to check out.

Originally, there was also a breakfast service, but Shen Youan really couldn't get used to delicate western breakfasts, so after leaving the hotel, he found a breakfast restaurant on the side of the road, ordered a tofu nao vegetable bun, and he was very full and satisfied.

The hotel is across the street from Qingzhou University. There are two Internet cafes, three bars, and four KTVs nearby. The nearby stalls are full of college students with dark circles under their eyes.

"Did you know that there is a dark horse in the CTF competition this time? Xu Xin thought he could win the championship. He laughed so hard. I don't know how much it is. I'm ashamed to throw it at my grandma's house."

"No.1 in the problem-solving competition I heard is a team called PT. It has never been famous in this circle before. It should be a rookie. It can get such a good result, it should not be underestimated."

"Crushing with ten times the value, tsk tsk, this strength is too terrifying."

"Fortunately, the college has given Xu Xin so much care, and even Professor Li is partial to him. I heard before that if his team can win this competition, they will directly sign with Feilian Group. The core team is involved in the research and development, now it’s all right, Cheng Fan must have taken a fancy to PT, what’s the matter with him?”

"Today is the offline offensive and defensive game. Let's eat quickly. The game starts at nine o'clock. We can see the masters of the PT team at the scene. I want to see with my own eyes who this team is."

A few college students were discussing with each other, not noticing that the protagonist they were discussing was sitting behind them.

The boy was dressed in black, a baseball cap and a mask, and carried a backpack. He was slender and slender, and his bare skin was as white as snow, giving off a mysterious feeling.

After several people had breakfast, when they left, one of them couldn't help but look at the boy more.

"What are you looking at?" his companion asked him.

"Don't you think that man is strange? In broad daylight, he was dressed in a shameless way, and you can see his exposed skin..." The man couldn't help but shiver.

"White is like a ghost."

Several people turned their heads and took a look, and someone said: "It's okay, it looks cool, what brand is his shirt? I want a link."

"Why are you chirping, you pay attention to what clothes people are wearing..."

"It looks very strange to me, isn't it from our school?"

A few people walked away talking and laughing, and quickly forgot about this passer-by.

After Shen You'an finished his breakfast, he walked slowly towards Qingzhou University with his backpack on his back.

It was less than eight o'clock at this time, but many students on the campus of Qingzhou University were riding bicycles, and they all went to the library to occupy seats.

The library opens at eight o'clock, so you won't be able to get a good seat later.

Shen Youan was wandering around the campus leisurely. When passing by a lake, two pretty girls in dance costumes stood in front of the white jade railing by the lake, practicing their voice while pressing their legs. Hang long-wire earphones separately.

One of the long-haired girls couldn't help humming: "There are dreams in the world of mortals, flowers fall in the wind, love follows fate, and goes deeper~."

The melody is melodious and the lyrics are tender, which can easily arouse the softest string in the heart.

Another short-haired girl said pleasantly: "It's Jiang Han's dream of the world of mortals. It turns out that you also like his songs."

The two girls chatted endlessly as if they had found a common topic.

"I like this dream of the world of mortals so much. There is a kind of desolate regret that cannot be loved. It reminds me of my white moonlight who passed away early..."

"Among the ten songs in Jiang Han's new album, several songs have been highly praised by music critics, but my favorite is also this song "Dream of the Red Dust". Jiang Han's voice is really full of storytelling. I can't get out, the divine comedy of a single cycle."

"All the songs are written and sung by himself. How can there be such a talented man in the world?"

"He's still handsome."

"Really? I was so focused on listening to music that I didn't pay attention to his appearance. Do you have any photos? Show me quickly."

The two girls got together, and the long-haired girl suddenly covered her mouth and let out a scream: "This is too young and handsome."

"God, if you're so talented and handsome, you won't be able to survive for others."

Shen Youan stood not far away, listening to the excited and excited discussion of the two girls blowing in the wind, under the mask, the corners of her lips were slightly curved.

Jiang Han's name will once again resound in the streets and alleys of Huaguo, and everyone knows it.

I hope that in this life, he will have less detours and more smooth roads, so that he can concentrate on his own creation and live casually and naturally.

This can be regarded as her reciprocation.

As time passed, Shen Youan walked along the lake to the School of Computer Science.

Not far away, a multi-functional complex building came into view, and the three golden characters on the main body of the building gleamed in the sun - Chongzhen Building.

Because the event will be held here today, there are four security personnel wearing security uniforms at the gate, as well as staff and volunteers who are responsible for checking the pass.

Three young men dressed as college students walked over. The leading man had a thick frame on the bridge of his nose and was very bookish.

"Old Xu, what are you doing so fast? I want to see what that team called PT looks like, so arrogant."

"They are also qualified to be arrogant. They have surpassed our score by ten times. Tsk tsk, admit it, we are not as skilled as others."

"Qian Chao, why do you let others' ambition destroy your own prestige? Their team may be good at solving problems but not good at offense and defense. Today is the time for us to get rid of our shame."

The leading boy remained silent, walked past Shen Youan, and went up the stairs.

Qian Chao and Zhang Qiang quarreled and followed them noisily.

At this time, two cars came one after the other and stopped in front of the building.

Shen Youan turned to look.

The three of Xu Xin who were standing at the gate also subconsciously turned their heads and looked down from the stairs.

In the first car, the young man who got off was dressed in casual clothes, like a youthful college student.

A man in his 40s followed him. Everyone was familiar with this face. He was Cui Xing, director of the Computer Department of Qingzhou University.

Being able to accompany him personally, the identity of this person is clearly revealed.

The Chief Technology Officer of Fei Lian Group is also a pioneer in the field of domestic network security, Cheng Fan, who was once known as a computer genius prodigy.

He was already a core member of Feilian Group at a young age, focusing on research and development, and being able to join his team is the dream of many computer learners.

Zhang Qiang grabbed Qian Chao's arm excitedly, and said excitedly, "It's Cheng Fan, it's Cheng Fan, he's my idol."

Cheng Fan lowered his head and said something to Cui Xing, realized something, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the boy in black standing under the stairs.

Cheng Fan's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded in greeting with a smile.

Cui Xing followed Cheng Fan's gaze and asked curiously, "Mr. Cheng knows him?"

Cheng Fan didn't answer.

A man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of a car at the back. He was in his early thirties, with a refined and modest demeanor, and his gestures were dignified and elegant.

Cui Xing rushed over to greet him: "I don't know if it's Mr. Ren who is here, so I'm not far away to welcome you."

The man smiled slightly, with a very good temper: "I'm here to watch a game, and I'm going to cause trouble for Director Cui."

"What did Mr. Ren say, you are here to give our college face, please come inside."

The man walked up to Cheng Fan and said with a smile, "I've heard about Mr. Cheng's name earlier, but seeing him today, he is indeed young and promising."

"Where, it's not as good as Mr. Ren's imposing manner and extraordinary demeanor."

The man shook his head and smiled: "Our company has a long-term and stable cooperative relationship with your company. Mr. Cheng doesn't need to be so alien. Maybe we will have more opportunities to meet in the future."

Cheng Fan didn't intend to exchange pleasantries. He was originally a technical person and not good at dealing with the world, so he left after saying hello.

Cui Xing looked at Cheng Fan who was walking ahead, then at the man beside him, gritted his teeth and stayed.

This Mr. Ren Mingze is much more famous than Cheng Fan, and he is just keeping a low profile.

Ren Mingze caught a glimpse of the thin black back, stepped on the steps with his long legs, and disappeared at the security checkpoint.

The man said indifferently: "Director Cui, is there any promising seedling in this competition?"

Cui Xing said with a smile: "Then I have to mention that the 01 team of our college won the second best result in the problem-solving competition that just passed."

The man raised his eyebrows, "No.2?"

"Mr. Ren, don't underestimate this No.2. In today's offensive and defensive match, I believe they will definitely achieve good results."

"Well, what about No.1, is it also from the computer department of Qingzhou University?"

"This..." Cui Xing touched his nose in embarrassment.

"It doesn't seem to be the case. I heard that it is a team called PT. It is very powerful. It surpassed No.2's score by ten times in the problem-solving competition."

Cui Xing was even more embarrassed. It seems that Mr. Ren knew about it specially, otherwise, how could he come to watch the offline game live.

"It seems that the best computer department in Qingzhou University is nothing more than that." The man smiled and walked up the stairs.

Cui Xing was ashamed and didn't dare to say anything, so he could only follow up obediently.

The venue of the competition was in the lobby on the first floor. There was a huge electronic screen on the east side of the hall, on which the score of the game would be displayed in real time. Ten tables were placed in the open space in front of the screen.

The top ten winners of the problem-solving competition will usher in the offensive and defensive competition. Team name tags are placed on the table. After entering the field, the contestants will be led by the staff to the table with their own name tags.

There were a few bottles of water on the table, but nothing else.

The only thing each contestant can bring into the arena is a laptop. There is no requirement for the configuration of the computer, as long as it is a laptop.

On the open space on the left and right sides, two areas are divided by the isolation belt. This is the auditorium. Without the overhead stands like the stadium, the auditorium can only see a person's head, so the first row can have a better view. .

CTF competitions are very boring. In the online world, outsiders can't directly see the fighting between you and me. It takes dozens of hours to compete. Wouldn't it be nice to go back to sleep with this time?When I woke up after sleeping, the result came out.

Therefore, there are very few people who can watch the competition, and most of them are students from the Department of Computer Science who want to develop in this area in the future.

The CTF competition cannot be broadcast live because there is no intuitive picture to visualize, so we can only take live photos of the players during the competition.

The only thing that can be intuitive is the real-time feedback score on the electronic screen.

At [-]:[-], the contestants took their seats.

Zhang Qiang kept staring at the table with the PT nameplate, and then he saw a young man in black take a seat and took out a laptop from his schoolbag.

The boy in black clothes, black hat and black mask is really like the silent world of hackers, mysterious and unpredictable.

Zhang Qiang stared at the direction the boy was coming from, and asked in confusion, "Why is he alone? Where are the others?"

Everyone's attention was on the black-clothed boy. This team was the dark horse in the problem-solving competition, and its attention had surpassed that of the 01 team, which had won many CTF competition awards.

At this moment, everyone had the same question as Zhang Qiang, why is he alone, where are the other team members?
In the first row of the auditorium, Ren Mingze looked at the young man in black. The other teams were composed of three to five people, each with their own specialties and cooperating with each other. They seemed to have a perfect understanding of each other.

In contrast, this person is a little lonely and desolate.

"PT, it turned out that he was alone."

There was a smile on the corner of the man's lips: "Interesting."

Assistant Wen glanced at Cheng Fan who was opposite him: "I'm afraid Cheng Fan has also taken a fancy to him."

"Top talent is always in demand."

"We have to be the first to act first, and it is inevitable that others will get there first."

The man smiled and nodded: "That's the truth."

Seeing that the hour hand was about to point to nine o'clock, the PT table was still alone, and someone gradually figured it out.

"If he doesn't have PT, he is alone. How is this possible?"

Zhang Qiang is the most unacceptable: "This is impossible, his partner must be delayed by something..."

Qian Chao frowned, staring at the figure of the boy in black: "How is this possible?"

Xu Xin, who had been silent all this time, pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "PT is alone. I knew it from Professor Li as soon as the problem-solving competition was over."

Qian Chao and Zhang Qiang's psychological defense completely collapsed.

One person, to win all the First Blood in the problem-solving competition, must be proficient in all directions, must not have any shortcomings, and must have superb IQ, memory, and responsiveness.

This TM is a hexagonal warrior.

How can one person do it.

Oh, I almost forgot, Cheng Fan also won the championship by himself in the competition back then, but it was also a bit of luck, he didn't crush the opponent to the point of being so horrible and perverted by ten times the score, right?
Could it be that there is an evildoer who is more genius than Cheng Fan?
Qian Chao and Zhang Qiang were beaten like eggplants beaten by Shuang, how can this be played?

Xu Xin thought for a while and said: "The offensive and defensive competition is different from the problem-solving competition. The competition is the division of labor between teams in attack and defense. No matter how good he is, one person cannot be used as three people. This is our opportunity. "

Qian Chao and Zhang Qiang thought about it for the same reason, and finally regained some confidence.

"Damn it, don't believe that the three of us brothers together can't compare to a brat. Seeing how thin he is, we can use up energy to kill him."

The offensive and defensive competition is at the back end, and the fight is also about physical strength.

When the game was about to start, there was an empty table, and no one came.

"This team called Snow won't be abstaining, right?"

Zhang Qiang remembered that this team seemed to be ranked third in points in the problem-solving competition, almost catching up with them, and it was also an opponent not to be underestimated.

"Sorry, I'm late." A lazy voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a young man walking in slowly with a schoolbag on one shoulder.

Zhang Qiang looked and looked behind him to make sure that he was alone, and his voice was distorted.

"Why are you alone again? Will you give us a way to survive?"