The three of them went to check in and got their tickets.
After finding her position, Qiao Nian placed her shoulder bag to her left and walked over. As she walked over, she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to a certain someone.
[QN: We've set off.]
After sending this WeChat message, she turned off her phone and chatted with Liang Conglin and Du Mingwei.
She didn't speak much. Most of the time, the two of them asked her about the details of the competition and Qiao Nian answered lazily.
She answered whatever they asked.
She looked perfectly calm and unruffled. She didn't seem to be under any pressure. The brim of her cap was pulled down low as she leaned back in her seat. There was a slight gap in the brim where her eyes were revealed, half-closed in sleep.
Du Mingwei looked at her injured right hand several times during their conversation.
Seeing how calm Qiao Nian was, he swallowed his words of concern and pretended that nothing had happened.
He should remind the girl about some competition matters, such as the competition time and rules. He should be as strict and serious as usual.
As for Qiao Nian's ranking in the finals, Du Mingwei felt that he had gotten over it.
Just as the principal had told him, it was already a huge improvement for the country to be able to enter the finals of a world-class IT competition.
Humans should learn to be content-
Du Mingwei felt much more relaxed at this thought. Then, he explained the rules of the finals to Qiao Nian seriously.
Then, his expression changed. His eyes softened as he looked at the girl as she listened to him attentively. He reached out and pressed Qiao Nian's shoulder, saying softly, "Don't give yourself too much pressure. Let's treat it as a game. It's just a game. The most important thing is to be happy. Don't care too much about winning or losing. We'll win as long as you have fun."
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