Black Technology Research Center

This is how the college student programming contest opened.

Before Fang Yuan had completely forgotten this matter, the official start of the game started crying.

The competition venue was opposite Kyoto University, and Fang Yuan was not in a hurry to bring two pendants to the competition venue.

The weak BSD conjecture was then quietly voted into the annual mathematics report by Fang Yuan.

This is the graduation gift he prepared for himself.

Speaking of graduation, why is there no news from Professor Li?

Did you forget this matter?

Since the last time I gave a special lecture on S language to the teachers of the School of Computer Science.

Professor Li was silent.

I don’t know how I discussed about graduating early?

There should be no accidents, right?

...

Huaqing University Gymnasium.

The National College Student Program Design Competition will be held here today.

Compared with the AXM competition, the national college student programming competition has shorter time, but the number of questions is not less than the AXM competition.

The rules are similar, solve related questions on the computer.

The score is evaluated in real time, and the representative of the rising balloon correctly answered the question.

The difference is that in the National College Student Programming Competition, the ranking was closed in the last hour, but the balloon promotion continued.

In other words, in the last hour, you don't know your real-time ranking, you can only judge your team's current ranking based on the balloons that rise.

This is even more exciting.

...

No, the two pendants were ready when they arrived at the competition venue.

Serving tea and handing water, the service is thoughtful.

Fang Yuan was taken aback by Lin Mu and Zhang Hua's operation!

What is this going to do?

Is there any conspiracy?

No, even if there is a conspiracy, it will wait until the game is over.

Seeing the flattering smiles on the two faces, Fang Yuan got goose bumps.

"Okay, okay! I'll go back if you do this," Fang Yuan said helplessly.

"Okay, uncle, everything you said is right" The two incarnate as Fang Yuan's most loyal licking dog.

Licking the dog, licking the dog, there is everything in the end.

Ren Yong and Zhang Hua feel this way now.

The feeling of holding their thighs makes them addicted, and the feeling of lying down is so beautiful.

what!The air has become fresher.

what!Why do you feel that this world is so good to them.

Fang Yuan!I wonder what these two roommates thought.

He simply wanted to help his roommate as he could while he was still in school.

After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that this kind of competition environment might allow roommates to grow the most.

...

After a long-winded meal, the game officially began.

Fang Yuan had been closing his eyes to rest up his mind before this, the moment the game started.

Fang Yuan's eyes became sharp.

This is a competition to test his current professional level.

Calculated according to the level of mathematics, Fang Yuan's current skill level in software design should also reach LV7.

LV7's software design, to participate in the college student programming competition, is simply bullying.

I knew that when Fang Yuan participated in the AXM competition, his software design level was LV5 at best, and he could defend his title in the AXM competition.

What surprises will you bring to yourself with your LV7-level software design skills?

I can't tolerate him thinking about it, since it's a game, I must go all out.

Fang Yuan didn't want to capsize in the gutter at the National College Student Programming Contest.

As soon as the question came out, Fang Yuan's brain began to spin quickly.

"Huh? It's not that simple, right?" Fang Yuan was a little confused, couldn't believe that the topic would be so simple.

Ren Yong and Zhang Hua frowned when Fang Yuan frowned, and both of them "cocked".

But before they could say anything, Fang Yuan moved.

After training during the holidays, Fang Yuan's hand speed has surpassed most programmers.

After all, as a single dog for twenty years, the potential is beyond your imagination.

The crackling sound of the keyboard made Ren Yong and Lin Mu's hanging heart relieved.

After all, the two of them are pendants, and it is a bit difficult for them to do anything.

...

"Hey! It's that simple, does the reporter really prepare the question bank seriously?" Fang Yuan vomited.

The first question is finished very quickly, and it will take some time to review the questions.

But when Fang Yuan saw the second question, he felt that the whole person was not good.

He came to test the current level.

Not here to abuse food.

For this kind of topic, are you sure that this is not a helpless choice for choosing the best dishes?

Fang Yuan felt that the organizer was deliberately fighting against himself.

"It doesn't matter, this is what you forced me!" Fang Yuan was cruel.

Isn't your question easy?

To keep you simple, your uncle Fang will let you know the consequences of simple questions today.

The result of the first question came out soon.

Before the other groups were solving the problem, Fang Yuan hung the first balloon behind him.

And their nightmare has just begun.

Those who come to participate in the National University Program Design Competition today will leave an unhealable scar in their lives.

At the same time Fang Yuan will become a nightmare they dare not recall.

Because Uncle Fang started to be serious.

...

Fang Yuan, who is serious, can be said to be a god blocking and killing god in competitions of this level in the National College Student Programming Contest.

Unstoppable, unstoppable, such words are enough to describe Fang Yuan's current state.

From the moment the balloon of the first question hangs.

Lin Mu and Zhang Hua never closed their mouths.

What is Fang Yuan doing?

Why write the program without even looking at the topic?

Is there any PY deal he has with the event organizer?

Only in this way can Fang Yuan's current state be explained.

Of course Fang Yuan has no friendship with the event organizer.

It's just that the test questions are too simple.

You can know the answer at a glance.

This made Fang Yuan even unable to keep a low profile.

One and a half hours later.

Behind Fang Yuan's team was full of balloons!

When the staff delivered the last balloon.

The look in Fang Yuan's eyes changed!

...

Tournament jury.

"What's the situation? Are you old guys venting?" said the old man sitting in the middle.

"I still want to ask you! Among us, you have the opportunity to vent!" another old man choked back, unwilling to show weakness.

I knew that after the question bank was completed, only the old man sitting in the middle had gone out.

Others have never been out because of the need for confidentiality.

"Well, Lao Wang, stop fooling around! Who is Lao Hu, don't you know?"

"I didn't go up and beat him just because I knew who he was in his hometown! Otherwise, do you think he can still sit here intact?" said the person called Lao Wang.

"Okay! Don't talk about these useless things there.

Tell me your opinions, right?

This happened in the National College Program Design Competition. What should you do?"Old Hu said.

"I have a question, how are you sure that this group is cheating?" The only young man among a group of old people raised his hand and said.

"Little Li! It's only an hour and a half. Is there any other explanation besides cheating?"

"Can't it be strength?"

"Who is the current undergraduate student with this kind of strength? I can't do this kind of thing!" Old Wang said unconvinced!

"Don't tell me no, our school has such a monster!" Xiao Li said unwillingly.

"Are you talking about that little evildoer from Kyoto University?"

"Yes, it's him!"

"But he will come to compete at our level?"

"What happened to our game? Anyway, we are also the most gold-rich game in the country!"

"Okay, okay, I said something wrong, but I heard that little evildoer is very arrogant, he can watch our domestic games? You say yes, Xiao Li."

"I don't know. I haven't seen him for a while. I heard that I was doing something about mathematics!"

"Mathematics? Little monsters still have research on mathematics"

"Yes!" Xiao Li said helplessly.

"You, the director, really failed. You let your students go to learn math!" Old Wang said with a curled mouth.

It turns out that this little Li is Professor Li, the head of the Department of Computer Science at Kyoto University.

He is also one of the reviewers and issuers of this competition.

Please subscribe, thank you guys.