A round-faced computer teacher turned around and asked Liang Conglin, "Principal, are you going to write this name?"
Liang Conglin looked at Qiao Nian and recalled what he had experienced in the illegal district. Without thinking, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Write it! Why wouldn't I write it?"
Qiao Nian was going to participate in the competition. He was suddenly filled with confidence in this year's software competition!
They had always been in the top 16 in the past. This year, they should enter the group stages, right?
Liang Conglin looked at the girl's overly eye-catching face again and sighed in his heart. He wondered if their school would be chosen this year.
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Qiao Nian handed in her software and registration form and left.
She didn't stay long at the registration office.
The back view was cool and sassy.
