"How do you know that Sister Qiao will definitely be able to do it?"
Bo Jingxing glanced at him without saying anything. Of course, he knew.
Virus?
He still remembered clearly how Qiao Nian had countered the Lizard Tail virus in the Ninth Branch. He did not answer Qin Si's question directly. Instead, he said irresponsibly, "Ask Master Wang, don't ask me."
"F*ck! You said so yourself." He was the one who'd said that Sister Qiao would definitely be able to do it. "I never asked you in the first place."
Bo Jingxing stopped talking. He pushed his glasses up his nose bridge, exuding the aura of a refined hoodlum.
Qin Si looked at his pretentious appearance and wisely did not continue asking. He knew that Bo Jingxing had always been tight-lipped, so he couldn't get anything out of him.
He turned to look at Ye Wangchuan.
Ye Wangchuan also raised his eyebrows and spun the glass in his hand when he saw the theme of the competition. The tequila in the glass swayed and he looked straight ahead. He did not look at Qin Si at all.
Virus?
Interesting.
The atmosphere in the private room was quite tense.
Zhang Yang, Tang Ning, and the others did not know how good Qiao Nian's computer skills were. They were all afraid that she would be eliminated from the beginning.
The contestants from the 16 countries had already started programming.
Qiao Nian was not particularly fast.
She seemed to be taking her time.
There was no hurry at all.
Tang Ning was nervous as she watched. She even bit off a little of the lipstick on her lips. "Miss Qiao seems to be average in speed. She's not fast or slow. She's in the middle, about seventh or eighth."
The rules of this competition were to attack each other's computers with their own virus software. Whoever could disable all their opponents' computers would win.
Under such rules, developing the virus first was also important.
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