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Chapter 61

Su Xiaomu slowly took the subway from Nanning East Station to the South Gate of West University.

Shang Siyu and Chen Jiming, who were more active than him, had already visited Western University and had a hard time figuring out the situation on site.

For example, sign-in, oath-taking, warm-up matches, official matches, gossip, etc.

Chen Jiming was slightly surprised when he saw Su with a crew cut. I heard that one is truly handsome if he can control his crew cut?

Shang Siyu still put his hands together as usual and reported the information in detail.

From Shang Siyu's dictation, Su Xiaomu felt tired.

Perhaps it was because it was the first time for Western University to hold a regional competition, or perhaps, as rumored, Western University did not pay enough attention in the early stage, so when things came to a head, many aspects were rushed and failed to be in place.

For example, icpc became ispc.

It was very difficult for Shang Siyu, so he drove over in the morning and took advantage of noon to find out everything about the situation with Chen Jiming.

Su Xiaomu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for your hard work."

The main reason was that Su Xiaomu felt that he had plenty of time and did not rush early because the official announcement of the opening ceremony would be at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. He did not know that Shang Siyu and Chen Jiming were more active than him, the main player.

The coach, Professor Zhang Ke, is still on the way and said he would arrive in the evening...

This time it was Chen Jiming who spoke, "We may be held back in other places, but we must take up the logistics aspect, otherwise everything will happen."

Shang Siyu just folded his hands and looked at Su Xiaomu with blinking eyes.

Sometimes it's too good, that's it...

Su Xiaomu smiled, "Thank you, let's go to the hotel first?"

Neither Shang Siyu nor Chen Jiming had any objections. The check-in matter had been settled. After Su Ho told him that he had booked a hotel, Su Xiaomu sent a message.

After walking straight ahead for a few steps from the south gate, I looked up and saw Lang Yue not far away.

Su Xiaomu had a deeper understanding of what Su Ho said about the four words "near West University".

"Uh, classmate Xiaomu, do we want to stay in such a good hotel? This is a five-star hotel." Shang Siyu hesitated for a while, but said.

Chen Jiming was also a little surprised.

Both of them knew that Su Xiaomu came from a rural area, his family was poor, and he occasionally had to work part-time.

However, they did not dare to look down on Su Xiaomu, who was born in a rural area, because Su Xiaomu was so outstanding that he was a bit noisy.

but now……

Su Xiaomu had already made an excuse.

"A while ago, I helped a company complete a small improvement in its data mining analysis algorithm. The boss of this company heard that I was coming to compete at Western University and booked a hotel for me in advance. He only told me this morning."

There's nothing wrong with that, that's all the facts.

The competition they were going to participate in now focused on algorithm design first and programming second. Both Shang Siyu and Chen Jiming knew how profound Su Xiaomu's knowledge in algorithms was, so there was no flaw in this excuse.

After reporting my name to the front desk, the young lady at the front desk quickly helped Su Xiaomu and the others go through the check-in procedures.

By the way, he took the initiative to help Su Xiaomu, who only carried a bag and no luggage, to the room.

Some customers who were also preparing to check in were somewhat unconvinced by the completely different treatment. They were just constrained by their status and did not show off too much.

As for whether they will shed tears when they learn the truth later, they may be a little worried.

The four business suites are arranged in opposite rooms on the same floor. They are close to each other and there is no particular difference in which room is different.

At this point, Suho is obviously very experienced.

In the evening, the coach, Professor Zhang Ke, arrived late.

When he saw the three of them, Zhang laughed and said a few words.

"Have you figured out the situation clearly? The temperature in Nanning has dropped in the past few days. Be careful to keep out the cold. I heard that the competition uniforms prepared by Western University are not very sufficient. Please pay more attention."

The Chinese Workers' Communist Party in Nanning District only had a team called Saoke. Even if they were the team leader, they didn't have many problems.

At this time, Su Xiaomu realized the benefits of having an experienced boss like Su Ho behind him, as he could think of things like changing clothes and other things in advance.

Seeing Su Xiaomu and the others nodding, Zhang Ke waved his hand.

"Come on, I'll take you to dinner."

As a coach, you still have to take the lead.

The local tastes in Nanning and Yangcheng are quite different. Zhang Ke specially chose a restaurant that is not very local. Su Xiaomu is from Funan, so he can accept it in terms of food.

The competition was about to begin, and Chen Jiming did not try to polish his increasingly strong heart, but just ate his dinner honestly.

Although it is a pity that after the regional competition is over, I may not be able to continue to receive the guidance of Professor Zhang Ke, but I have benefited a lot from these more than half a month.

Chen Jiming was so envious that he could only console himself: food is the original sin.

After dinner, the four of them went to Langyue together. After Zhang Ke saw the hotel and suites, he felt a little different about Su Xiaomu's perfect excuse, thinking that he would have to inquire about the news when he returned to Yangcheng.

When he looked at Su Xiaomu again, he had some meaning.

"It seems you are still moderate."

Su Xiaomu scratched his head and said nothing.

…………

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When Su Xiaomu returned to her room, she discovered that her cell phone had run out of battery at some point.

As soon as I plugged it in and turned it on, a series of text messages, messages, and missed calls popped up. The quality of the phone was okay and it didn't crash.

Su Xiaomu only took one look and felt that the young life might not be able to bear what happened next.

Soho fills the screen.

Su Xiaomu didn't hesitate at all and immediately called Su Ho.

Answered in seconds.

"The professor came in the evening and we went to pick him up and have dinner together. We didn't notice when the phone ran out of battery."

The unprecedented desire to survive was like the explosion of a small universe. His speaking speed reached an explosion, and he finished all the words in one breath.

The receiver was quiet for a while, and then Su Ho's cold voice spoke calmly.

"Oh, I got it."

It seemed that she was not the one who had been anxious since the afternoon.

"Sorry for making you worry." Su Xiaomu said hesitantly.

Su Ho on the other side snorted lightly, "Although you look ugly, you want to be beautiful."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Su Xiaomu let out a sigh of relief. Being able to say this meant that the female creditor was no longer angry.

November 24th was a cold day. The temperature in Nanning was very low today and there was a little drizzle. I tightened the quilt tightly. Although I don’t know why, I survived again. I will write down this day first.

Su Xiaomu flipped through the text messages, all of which were reminders of missed calls.

WeChat messages are more complicated. For example, many "Soho"s have withdrawn a message.

Another example: You are only this close to being beaten.jpg, and finally, you are only this close to dying on the spot.jpg.

There are also some words that are not very friendly: "Where are you dead!"

"You're such a big guy, and you don't even know you need to charge your phone when you're outside?"

“You’ve eaten so much rice for nothing!”

"Sooner or later you will be fooled to death by yourself!"

"..."

Su Xiaomu: "..."

So stupid, I am really stupid.

I could feel that I was really just one step away from death.

Broken bowl.

Please give Su Xiaomu pen refills.


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