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Chapter 303 The Pride Conference Without the Protagonist

private plane?

Is it that great?

I knock!
The private jet that is rarely seen in the movies has actually been flown by classmates from the same school?

The classmates who followed the administrative staff to pick them up looked confused.

While thinking about being so powerful, I also wondered where I am.

Some have begun to think about the principle of black hole formation, whether the speed of photons is the fastest or not.

The employee scratched his head a little, "I remember that student Su Xiaomu's information shows that he was born in a rural area, and his family background is ordinary, right?"

"I've also heard that classmate Su Xiaomu used his break time to work and earn money..." said another unnamed secondary student who was picking up the crew.

"I also heard that student Su Xiaomu works outside the school." Another trick added.

"It seems like running errands. It's an APP that helps people deliver and buy things. It's slightly better than takeout."

This supplement is more detailed.

As expected of Su Xiaomu, who has always been pinned to the top of any forum on a forum of South China University of Technology.

The degree of attention gained is actually very high.

It's just that there is no right opportunity to show it.

Look now, even the errands have been dug out.

"I don't know if you have heard a story about waiting for a rabbit?" Shang Siyu beside him said lightly.

The truth was revealed in one sentence.

The reception team members including the employees immediately thought of the feeling of loss that the girls in the whole 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, let me see what happened to the handsome guy?

I didn't go after him again!
Thinking about it, all the male members of the pick-up crew felt like crying.

How can I pick up someone and still suffer Max damage from such a critical hit?

"Ouch, it's broken!" The supporting staff suddenly clapped their hands.

Shang Siyu, Chen Jiming, Zhang Ke and other members of the receiving crew were startled.

"Oh, I have to call the dean quickly, this matter is really bad!" The utility staff rushed away.

The members of the reception team immediately understood.

A grand arrangement at the school! ! !
"Goddess Ward! This matter is serious!"

"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 such a big deal!"

The staff over there has already rushed to dial the phone.

The bewildered Zhang Kesan looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, Shang Siyu asked, "What's going on with you, what happened?"

One of the classmates came back.

"It's like this. After the news came back from BJ yesterday evening, our entire campus fell into a frenzy. After all, this is the first ACM championship in the history of Huagong..."

"...that's how it works."

This classmate's description is quite in place, and his tone is also cadenced.

Like an ancient storyteller.

Shang Siyu blinked, "You mean, the school is waiting for the Sao team to return? Hold a major celebration party?"

"Correct!"

"Not only that, almost all the dean, deputy dean, department head, etc. attended, even the vice principal of the school."

"The most important thing is that they also invited media reporters..."

The more I talk, the more I want to order a cool song for myself.

How did this happen.

Zhang Ke, who hadn't said much, said casually, "What's the problem with this matter? Call Su Xiaomu and ask him to study with us as much as possible, can't we solve it?"

"???"

"!!!"

"That's right, why didn't I think of that!" said a certain classmate 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 keep up, it's useless.

Zhang Ke didn't say much, he saved Su Xiaomu's phone number.

It seemed that he was paying more attention to calling him. At this time, the utility worker came back in a hurry, and shouted, call Su Xiaomu quickly.

In a way.

School is the last ivory tower.

There are many people like utility workers, but they don't have much ability.

If it was changed to the company, such a person would have been fired long ago as an administrator.

Everything is in a rush, in a hurry.

It doesn't matter if you are in a hurry, the key is to get things done.

Time passed by, Zhang Ke dialed the phone but no one answered, then Shang Siyu called, no one answered, Chen Jiming called, still no one answered.

Send a message, no one replied.

"It seems that Xiaomu must be busy with something." Zhang Ke said.

"I forgot to mention that Su Xiaomu is from a technology company... he can be regarded as a high-level executive, and undertakes some important development projects."

"If you have paid attention to some special news, such as the SDFS file system that was specially proposed at the MIX2S press conference of Yearning Technology, you should know that it was developed by a small company.

Hmm... the developer is Su Xiaomu. "

Shang Siyu: "???"

Chen Jiming: "??!"

Other melon eaters: "6!"

"No wonder Professor, you are not surprised at all that Mr. Xiaomu can bring our AK? You also let Mr. Xiaomu show off in the competition...ahem..." Chen Jiming said bluntly.

Anyway, that's the only way it can go now.

No one knew what Su Xiaomu was doing.

No one knew where Su Xiaomu was.

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 of South China University of Technology's Fan@Yu campus officially started.

Under the gaze of countless media reporters who were invited, and under the gaze of many students who came here spontaneously.

The Vice President of Pan@Yu Campus of South China University of Technology delivered an impassioned speech.

"Warm congratulations to Su Xiaomu, Chen Jiming, and Shang Siyu from class 16 of the 16th grade computer science and engineering department of our school's computer science and engineering department for their tenacious struggle and hard work...

Finally, it won the global finals of the 42nd International College Student Programming Contest.

A breakthrough achieved the result of AK in the audience! "

"This is the first time that South China University of Technology has won such a good result since the establishment of the school and the 42 years since the International College Student Programming Competition..."

"On behalf of South China University of Technology... on behalf of... I would like to congratulate the Sao team!"

"Our South China University of Technology is a key university of science and engineering. On the road of exploration of computer science and engineering, we will never forget to move forward and never forget..."

"thank you all!"

"I'd like to invite...Student Chen Jiming from Sao Ke Team..."

"thank you all!"

A group of onlookers under the stage that was hastily built this morning clapped their hands from time to time.

The applause was loud.

The atmosphere is noisy.

It's just that when Zhang Ke brought Shang Siyu and Chen Jiming on the stage to receive various awards, he always felt a little...

Not so spirited.

and not so comfortable.

because……

The protagonist is not there.

After Wei Guangzheng's official filming ended, the smart reporter asked his doubts.

"Principal, I'm sorry to bother you, but why didn't Su Xiaomu, the captain of Sao Ke team, come to the scene?"

A certain vice-principal had a complex expression on his face, but he answered calmly.

"Student Su Xiaomu went back to Yangcheng last night. Because he was busy with some important matters, he lost contact with the outside world. He cannot be contacted for the time being!"

"...Balabara!"

The onlookers under the stage were stunned.

"Oh~~~"

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