Several teachers from the computer department have reviewed the assignments submitted by the applicants one by one according to the order of registration.
Until the results come out.
Du Mingwei, the head of the Department of Computer Science, was still sitting in his chair in a daze.
Liang Conglin was more concerned about the 'homework' that Qiao Nian handed in. He was the last one to check the software that Qiao Nian handed in. After checking, he sat there without saying anything. He was even more anxious than him. He put one hand on the back of the chair and leaned forward.
, hurriedly asked him: "How is it?"
Du Mingwei was speechless.
He stared blankly at the desktop computer in front of him, his mind going blank for a long time.
"Teacher Du, what's the result? Didn't you read all the software submitted by the students? Whose software will our school submit this year?"
"..."
Several other teachers in the computer department also didn't stop talking, and the expressions on their faces showed suspicion.
Liang Conglin became even more anxious.
He just sent a message to Mr. Ye about Qiao Nian's intention to sign up for the competition.
Mr. Ye also told him to tell him when the results came out.
This group of people didn't speak, and he was unsure: "So who will be chosen this year?"
After Du Mingwei was absent-minded for a long time, the expression on his face was extremely complicated. Finally he looked at Liang Conglin, and the expression on his face was simply amazing!
"Principal, are you sure Qiao Nian is applying for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
"????"
"What's the meaning?"
Du Mingwei looked at the software on the computer and felt as if he was scratching his head. He said in a muffled voice: "Why did such a good young man go to study medicine?"
Liang Conglin: "????"
He couldn't hold back his anger and asked in a deep voice: "Teacher Du, if you have anything to say, just say it. You said it halfway and then stopped saying it. I listened for a long time and didn't understand what you meant."
Du Mingwei finally took a breath, exhaled, and looked slightly relaxed, but the expression on his face was still very complicated: "Do you know what the software Qiao Nian handed in is?"
"What?"
"A downloader."
"She made a complete downloader that can speed up downloads, twice as fast as existing loaders on the market, and is very small and portable."
Du Mingwei could not describe the excitement in his heart at this moment.
This is not software that a freshman can make!
No, it should be said that even a mature technician may not have such ability and strength.
The key is that such a talented student actually studies Chinese medicine?!
Several teachers in the computer department felt as if they were being burned on fire. It was a torment!
Such a good prospect is not from their computer department.
Liang Conglin understood now: "You mean you selected Qiao Nian's software?"
Du Mingwei made eye contact with several other teachers. Du Mingwei took the lead and smiled bitterly: "Do we have any other options?"
Their computer department also had about twenty people come to sign up this time.
Among them are many students they are optimistic about.
They looked at the finished software and found it was not bad and performed to a normal level.
But that’s it!
Compared with what Qiao Nian handed over, it was all rubbish and not worth mentioning.
Liang Conglin had been mentally prepared for a long time, knowing that Qiao Nian might not be as simple as he seemed on the surface. Since Qiao Nian knew the people in the illegal area and the Red League, it was normal for him to know how to use computers.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Qiao Nian took action, several computer professors at Tsinghua University all reacted like they had found a treasure.