Chapter 305: A Toast Conference Without a Protagonist
private plane?
Is it so powerful?
I'm knocking!
A private jet that is rarely seen in movies was actually flown by a classmate from the same school?
The classmate who followed the administrative staff to pick him up at the airport looked confused.
While thinking about how awesome it is, I also think about where I am.
Some have begun to think about the principles of black hole formation and whether the speed of photons is not the fastest.
The employee scratched his head a little, "I remember that Su Xiaomu's information showed that he was born in a rural area and his family was ordinary, right?"
"I've also heard that classmate Su Xiaomu used his breaks to work to earn money..." Another unnamed supporting student in the pick-up team said.
"I also heard that classmate Su Xiaomu is working outside the school." Another sidekick added.
"It seems like an errand-running app. It's an app that helps people deliver things. It's an app for buying things. It's slightly better than takeout."
This supplement is more detailed.
As expected of Su Xiaomu, who has been pinned to the top of a certain section of the South China University of Technology forum for any bit of news.
The attention it received was actually very high.
It's just that there is no suitable opportunity to show it.
Look at it now, even the errands have been dug out.
"I wonder if you have ever heard the story of waiting for a rabbit?" Shang Siyu said lightly.
One word revealed the truth.
The members of the pick-up team, including the staff, were instantly reminded of the feeling of loss that all the girls in the school were almost completely willing to be dominated by Su Xiaomu.
This also includes some women who already have boyfriends.
In their words:
You look so ugly, what's wrong if I look at the handsome guy?
I didn't chase him!
As I thought about it, all the male members of the pick-up team felt like crying.
How can I pick up someone and still receive this kind of max damage from a critical hit?
"Oops, it's broken!" The supporting staff suddenly clapped their hands.
Shang Siyu, Chen Jiming, Zhang Ke and other members of the pick-up team were all shocked.
"Oops, I have to call the dean right away. This is really bad!" The supporting employee left in a hurry.
The members of the pick-up team understood immediately.
A grand arrangement from the school!!!
"Wold God! This is a serious matter!"
"Today is going to be bad!"
"Why didn't you contact me in advance?"
"No one thought that Su Xiaomu would leave early! There was also a private plane to pick him up! This matter is so troublesome!"
The employees over there were already hurriedly dialing the phone.
Zhang Kesan, who was confused here, looked at each other.
Finally, Shang Siyu asked, "What is your situation? What happened?"
One of the classmates returned.
"It's like this. After the news came back from Beijing yesterday evening, our entire campus went crazy. After all, this is the first ACM championship in the history of Huatai..."
"...That's just the way it is."
This classmate described it quite well, and his tone of voice was also ups and downs.
Like an ancient storyteller.
Shang Siyu blinked, "You mean, the school is waiting for the Sao Ke team to return? Holding a major celebration party?"
"right!"
"Not only that, almost all the deans, vice deans, department heads, etc. were present. Even the vice president of the school came."
"The most important thing is that we also invited reporters from the media..."
The more I talk about it, the more I want to sing a cool song for myself.
How did this happen?
Zhang Ke, who had been silent for a while, said casually, "What's so difficult about this matter? Can't it be solved by just calling Su Xiaomu and asking him to study with us as much as possible?"
"???"
“!!!!”
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!" A certain part-timer student a.
Student B, who was a part-timer, said quickly, "You should have Su Xiaomu's phone number. Give him a call quickly and ask him to come over as soon as possible, because it's almost noon."
There is another problem here, traffic jam.
and distance.
If you can't catch up, it's all in vain.
Zhang Ke didn't say much, he had saved Su Xiaomu's phone number.
It seemed that he was taking the fight seriously. At this time, the supporting employee Feng Fenghuo came back and shouted to call Su Xiaomu quickly.
From a certain perspective.
School is the last ivory tower.
There are many people like helpers, but they don't have much ability.
If he were in a company and worked as an administrator, such a person would have been fired long ago.
Everything is happening in a hurry and in a hurry.
It doesn't matter if you are in a hurry, the key is not getting things done.
Time passed by, and no one answered the number Zhang Ke dialed. Then he called Shang Siyu, but no one answered. Then he called Chen Jiming, but no one answered.
I sent a message and no one responded.
"It seems that Xiaomu is busy with something," Zhang Kedao said.
"I forgot to mention, Su Xiaomu is from a technology company... He is considered a senior executive, and he is responsible for some important development projects."
"If you have paid attention to some special news, such as the SDFS file system that was specially mentioned at the Mix2s conference of Longing Technology, you should know that it was developed by a small company.
Well...the developer is Su Xiaomu."
Shang Siyu: "???"
Chen Jiming: "??!"
Other melon-eaters: “6,666!”
"No wonder Professor, you are not surprised at all that Mr. Xiaomu can lead us ak? You also let Mr. Xiaomu show off in the competition...ahem..." Chen Jiming said directly.
In any case, this can only be the case now.
No one knows what Su Xiaomu is doing.
No one knows where Su Xiaomu is.
Anyway, time is very urgent, so the last resort is to make the absolute protagonist absent...
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At 12 o'clock sharp, the celebration party at the Fan@yu campus of South China University of Technology officially began.
Under the gaze of countless media reporters who were invited, and under the gaze of many school students who came spontaneously.
The Vice President of South China University of Technology Fan@Yu Campus delivered an impassioned speech.
“Warm congratulations to Su Xiaomu and Chen Jiming, Grade 16 students of the School of Computer Science and Engineering, who are studying Bachelor’s and Master’s degrees in Computer Science, and Shang Siyu, Grade 2, Class 2, Grade 16 Computer Science, for their tenacious struggle and hard work...
Finally won the global finals of the 42nd International College Student Programming Competition.
A breakthrough in achieving ace results throughout the game!"
"This is the first time that South China University of Technology has achieved such a good result since its founding and the 42 years since the International College Student Programming Contest was held..."
"On behalf of the South China University of Technology... I would like to express my congratulations to the Saoke team!"
"Our South China University of Technology is a key university in science and engineering. On the road of exploration of computer science and engineering, we always never forget to move forward and never forget..."
"thank you all!"
"I'd like to invite you...Student Chen Jiming from the Sao Ke team..."
"thank you all!"
There were a bunch of onlookers under the stage that was hastily set up this morning, clapping their hands from time to time.
The applause was warm.
The atmosphere is noisy.
It's just that when Zhang Ke, Shang Siyu, and Chen Jiming stand on the stage to receive various awards, it's always a bit...
Not so spirited.
And not so comfortable.
because……
The protagonist is not here.
The smart reporter asked the doubts in his heart after Wei Guangzheng's official filming was over.
"Principal, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but why is Su Xiaomu, the captain of the Sao Ke team, not here?"
A certain secondary vice-principal had a complicated expression on his face, but he still answered calmly.
"Classmate Su Xiaomu returned to Yangcheng last night. Because he was busy with some important things, contact with the outside world was cut off, and he cannot be contacted for the time being!"
"...Bala, bala!"
The onlookers in the audience were suddenly stunned.
"oh"
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