Chapter 302 New Identity: Esports Tournament Demon

"I suggest you go to the hospital to have your ears checked. It seems you're a little hard of hearing and can't understand human speech."

"Pei Jinwu, what did you just say?"

Professor Sun stiffened his neck, hardly believing his ears.

Is that girl implying he's not human?

"It seems your ear problem is quite serious. You should go to the hospital as soon as possible, don't delay."

Pei Jinwu slightly raised her eyes, staring meaningfully at Professor Sun, her attitude both polite and sincere.

"..."

Professor Sun was so angry that his face turned pale and his lips trembled.

Goodbye, teacher.

Pei Jinwu bowed to Professor Sun, then swaggered toward Professor Tong's office carrying the cake.

They happened to meet each other halfway through.

"Professor Tong, good morning." Pei Jinwu handed him the cake, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Put it in the refrigerator, otherwise it will melt easily."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Professor Tong glanced at Pei Jinwu, then looked at Professor Sun, who stood not far away with a grim expression, and understood.

It seems so.

Professor Sun's threats and inducements were not working on this girl.

call.

Professor Tong patted his chest and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Although this little girl is young, she has a special talent for computers.

With a little training, he will surely become a talented person in the future.

He couldn't sleep last night because he was worried; he was really afraid she would run off with that old man, Sun.

Thank goodness.

"Come on, come on, help me look at some data." Professor Tong immediately led Pei Jinwu inside with a smile.

She didn't look back at Professor Sun again until his figure disappeared.

"..."

Professor Sun remained standing there, his blood seemingly drained from his body, his face pale and weak, his sunken triangular eyes fixed on the direction of the master and apprentice, revealing a deep hatred in his eyes.

How dare this little brat look down on me?

In all his decades of life, he had never suffered such an insult.

OK.

Are you trying to slap him in the face?

She'll regret her decision sooner or later!

——

In the computer room.

Professor Tong sat in his chair, eating cake while watching Pei Jinwu's fingers fly across the keyboard, his pupils dilating inch by inch:

How do you know so many words?

These are all high-frequency terms in computer programming; just looking at programming alone involves thousands of them.

The key point is that the vocabulary is particularly difficult.

"Didn't you make me carry it?"

Pei Jinwu raised his chin at the documents on the table and said casually.

"You read through all of this thick stuff?"

Professor Tong sat up in surprise, his tongue tied in knots, and stammered, "No, you've memorized it all?"

"ah?"

Pei Jinwu finished coding, turned to Professor Tong, and raised an eyebrow: "I studied computers on my own for a while before, so I have some basic knowledge."

"Also, I only encountered these words in high school, so there's no need to memorize them."

It's best not to be too flashy; it wouldn't be good if the old man recognized her.

Is that so?

Professor Tong frowned, looking at Pei Jinwu with a mixture of belief and doubt.

“Hmm.” Pei Jinwu nodded calmly. “Although I’ve memorized it, I’m not very familiar with it. I need to deepen my memory of it.”

"..."

Professor Tong stared at her, lost in thought.

Something feels off.

Could it be because I've been staying up late a lot lately that my brain isn't working very well?

"Well, what is it?"

Pei Jinwu felt a little guilty under his gaze, so she deliberately coughed and changed the subject: "The World Programming Competition is currently accepting applications. Aren't you planning to participate?"

The World Programming Contest features computer experts from all over the world.

China has two slots.

Old Man Tong is fully capable of participating in the competition, and even winning an award.

"Hmph."

Mentioning this, Professor Tong's head buzzed, and he said with a hint of disappointment, "I have a lot of things to do, I don't have time for that."

The more important reason is...

To qualify for the competition, participants must first compete in domestic competitions.

He had tried to sign up before, but no matter how good he was at programming, he always lost.

Because most of the judges were acquaintances of Professor Sun.

And he and Professor Sun have never gotten along.

Every year, the people who represent China in the competition are either Professor Sun or people who have a close relationship with him.

so.

After that, he stopped trying and focused his attention on research.

"You didn't participate, yet you did new programming?"

Pei Jinwu moved the mouse, and a folder immediately appeared on the desktop with the title "World Programming Contest Entry".

However, Old Man Tong did not throw it out.

Pei Jinwu secretly opened it and took a look; it's very well made.

"Just doing it for fun."

Professor Tong's face flushed slightly, and he quickly snatched the notebook away, feigning composure: "Your tasks for today are almost done. Go to your large lecture."

"oh."

Pei Jinwu pouted, stood up, and as she left, her gaze swept over Professor Tong's snack box.

Huh?

Did Old Man Tong get some new varieties?

She doesn't seem to have eaten it before!

What are you doing?

Seeing Pei Jinwu moving slowly with her eyes fixed on her snacks, Professor Tong immediately became alert.

"Let me try it."

Pei Jinwu quickly grabbed a bag of snacks and smiled at Professor Tong: "I'll exchange it for something else tomorrow."

By the time Professor Tong realized what was happening, Pei Jinwu had already disappeared.

——

Back in the large classroom.

Pei Jinwu turned on his computer and clicked on the registration website for the China region of the "World Computer Competition".

After a simple operation.

I successfully submitted Old Man Tong's work and registered him for the competition.

As for the judges...

Pei Jinwu curled her lips slightly, exited the registration page, and checked the list of judges for this year's China region competition.

There are few changes compared to last year.

Just as Old Man Tong said, most of them had close ties with Professor Sun.

Then.

Pei Jinwu investigated the financial transactions and lifestyles of these judges one by one.

Many problems have emerged.

Tsk.

The future of the country is being ruined by these people.

Pei Jinwu collected the information and registered a new account called "Enthusiastic Citizen".

Pack up everything that was found and send it to the police department.

These people made some serious mistakes, and the judges will definitely be replaced.

Make an example of someone to warn others; the lesson should be learned first.

She didn't believe any judge would dare to cheat.

Now, Old Man Tong can just wait for the notification without worry.

——

The first long lecture has ended.

Pei Jinwu rested on the table.

The students around them gathered together, and the discussion became particularly heated.

"What? The WKL esports tournament this year will be held in Beijing?"

"Really? Will Demon participate this year?"

"Demon is back? My idol is playing games again?"

"That's fake! Demon left two years ago and hasn't appeared in the public eye since."

"Which way should I kowtow to get Demon to come back?"

Demon is the pinnacle representative of the top e-sports club "Undying Team" in China.

He once led the "Immortals" from a small local group to fight his way up to the national level, and finally overseas.

This solidified the "Undying Team's" dominant position in Chinese esports.

Surprisingly.

Two years ago, Demon suddenly left the Immortals.

Some speculate that the problem stems from unequal distribution of profits and internal conflicts.

Some people speculate that Demon betrayed his country and took a huge sum of money to coach esports teams in other countries.

This is why esports in China has suffered repeated setbacks in the past two years.

In the professional league a few days ago, they even lost to neighboring South Korea.

South Korea is incredibly arrogant.

They even boasted that winning the WKL esports tournament in Asia was a given.

Demon?

Pei Jinwu was half asleep when she heard someone constantly murmuring this name in her ear.

She woke up with a start: "Who the hell keeps calling me? When will this end?"

"???"

The students, who were having a heated discussion, stared at her with puzzled expressions, looking quite aggrieved.

"without."

Qin Hong was quite frightened and stammered, "No one called you, Pei Shen. They were talking about the e-sports god, Demon."

"..."

Pei Jinwu was stunned, her expression indescribable.

oh.

Although, but.

Demon seems to be after her too.

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