In the principal's office.
Several computer science teachers had already checked the homework handed in by the applicants in the order of registration.
Until the results came back.
Du Mingwei, the head of the Computer Science Department, was still in a daze.
Liang Conglin was more concerned about the "homework" that Qiao Nian had handed over. He was the last to check the software that Qiao Nian had handed over. After checking it, he sat there without saying a word. He was even more anxious than Du Mingwei. He placed a hand on the back of the chair, leaned forward, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"
Du Mingwei was speechless.
He stared at the desktop computer in front of him in a daze. His mind went blank for a long time.
"Teacher Du, how is it? Didn't you read the software submitted by all the students? Whose software is our school going to submit this year?"
Silence ensued.
The other computer science teachers did not say anything, either. Their expressions were filled with doubt.
Liang Conglin became even more anxious.
He had just sent a message to Old Master Ye about Qiao Nian's participation in the competition.
Old Master Ye even asked him about the results.
No one in the group said anything. He wasn't sure. "So, who exactly was chosen this year?"
After Du Mingwei was in a daze for a long time, his expression was extremely complicated. He finally looked at Liang Conglin. His expression was simply amazing!
"Principal, are you sure Qiao Nian signed up for the Chinese Medicine Faculty?"
"?????"
"What do you mean?"
Du Mingwei looked at the software and felt uncomfortable. He said in a muffled voice, "Why is such a good seedling studying medicine!"
Liang Conglin:"???"
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