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Fang Yuan returned to the dormitory and checked the past performance of Kyoto University in the AXM competition.

He didn't know until he checked, but he was shocked when he did.

Apart from Shanghai Jiao Tong University and Zhejiang University, no other domestic universities had ever achieved first place in the AXM competition.

Kyoto University's best result was third place, and it was a recent achievement.

As a result, Fang Yuan instantly felt a lot of pressure.

Before having a reference, Fang Yuan had been relatively dismissive of the AXM competition.

In fact, this was the least suitable competition for Fang Yuan to participate in among all the competitions for university students.

Why do I say that?

Compared to other programming competitions, the AXM competition has a larger number of questions and a longer duration.

This means that the basic requirements for the contestants are higher.

Fang Yuan was now feeling overwhelmed. Fortunately, through his recent cramming, he had made considerable progress in basic knowledge.

He wouldn't dare compare himself to the top undergraduate students, but he was still among the top of the food chain.

However, he was still slightly lacking for the AXM competition.

He was even more looking forward to tomorrow's training, hoping that this training could bring him some gains!

Speaking of training, Liu Zhijun had called him a few days ago to talk about this matter.

Of course, this training was different from that training. Liu Zhijun wanted Fang Yuan to give a lecture to the new employees.

The core content of the lecture was the basic knowledge of the S language.

Fang Yuan had almost finished organizing the basics of the S language, and they were all recorded in the booklet in his bag.

Deep down, he was very resistant to such lectures, and this competition gave him an excuse.

Fang Yuan called Liu Zhijun and explained the situation.

He also told him that he had compiled the basics of the S language into a booklet.

It could be used as a technical manual for internal promotion and learning within the company.

Liu Zhijun then agreed. Although he could barely understand the source code provided by Fang Yuan,

not everyone had his technical accumulation.

He even dared to say that in the entire industry, there were no more than a handful of people who could surpass him technically.

Fang Yuan sent Liu Zhijun a scanned copy of the technical manual he had compiled.

What happened next was not his concern. It was up to Liu Zhijun how to promote it.

This was also his attempt, um! A trial run before the official release of the S language.

Not thinking about the matters over there, Fang Yuan focused his mind on the upcoming competition.

The AXM competition stipulated that contestants could use C/C++, Java, and Python, and solve 7 to 13 problems within 5 hours.

What interested Fang Yuan the most was that after each team correctly solved a problem, the organizers would raise a balloon representing the color of that problem at their location. The first team to solve it would also receive an extra "FIRST PROBLEM SOLVED" balloon.

This kind of rule made the competition more competitive.

It could bring some pressure to the surroundings. Just imagine, when you are still thinking, the team next to you has already raised the balloon representing that problem.

At that time, the pressure on you will surge.

This made Fang Yuan even more interested in this competition.

Early the next morning, Fang Yuan got up, washed up, ate some simple food in the cafeteria, and rushed to the 211 classroom that Professor Li had mentioned yesterday.

When he arrived, the other two teammates were already sitting in the classroom.

This was a computer lab, filled with computers.

The two teammates were discussing something. Seeing Fang Yuan suddenly enter, they stopped what they were doing.

"Student, are you here to see Teacher Wang?" The boy with glasses among the two pushed his glasses and said expressionlessly.

"Ah! No, no! Professor Li asked me to come!" Fang Yuan waved his hand and quickly explained.

"Professor Li?"

"Ah! You are that substitute member!" The girl with pigtails sitting down thought for a moment and suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, I'm here to participate in the pre-competition training!" Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party knew about this.

But he felt that the girl was looking at him strangely, with a hint of schadenfreude.

Fang Yuan didn't know why the other party was looking at him with this kind of look.

"Okay, I know, you can sit there first, and we'll talk when Teacher Wang comes." The boy just now nodded, his tone becoming stiff, pointing to the table in the front.

Fang Yuan found a good-looking computer and sat down next to it.

Waiting for the arrival of the training teacher, yes, the arrival of Teacher Wang for the training, this was what he learned from the cold-faced boy just now.

The two people who were just discussing the problem stopped discussing it after Fang Yuan came in and started doing their own things.

Fang Yuan always felt that the boy seemed to have some prejudice against him.

From the moment he knew that he was here to participate in the training, his face had not improved, and he had always been in a cold state.

On the contrary, the girl with pigtails had been looking at him with a smile.

As if she had discovered some fun toy.

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The training teacher came to the classroom at 8:55.

Seeing a new face in the classroom, Teacher Wang, who came in, knew that this was the substitute member.

"Hello, this classmate, I am the training teacher for this AXM competition, my surname is Wang, Wang Shaobo, you can call me Teacher Wang in the future!"

"Hello, Teacher Wang!" Fang Yuan stood up and said to the teacher in front.

"No need to be so polite, why don't you introduce yourself first?"

"Okay" Fang Yuan walked from his seat to the whiteboard in front.

"Hello everyone, my name is Fang Yuan, Fang from afar, Yuan from afar, a freshman majoring in computer science..."

Fang Yuan found that when he said that he was a freshman, the boy couldn't help but snort.

Fang Yuan didn't know how he had offended him, making his attitude so cold.

"Okay, you can go back first! Today, let's take a look at the questions from the previous AXM competitions. The difficulty of the questions in the past few years has not been particularly high, but there are some pitfalls that everyone needs to pay attention to. For example, here, we cannot use loops to read all the data, that will drag down the performance of the entire program..."

The Teacher Wang in front of him did have real skills. Under his explanation, Fang Yuan realized the deviations in his understanding of some knowledge.

"Okay! The morning's course is over here! Everyone take a break, we will have class in this classroom again at 1:30 in the afternoon."

Unknowingly, the time came to 12 o'clock. Under Teacher Wang's reminder, Fang Yuan realized that it was time for class to end.

"Oh, right! We will have a mock training in the afternoon, with 5 questions and a time of 4 hours, which means that the end time is 5:30!" Teacher Wang, who was about to walk out, stopped at the door and added.

"Ah! Wouldn't that mean we have to delay the end of class by half an hour?"

The pigtail girl complained, hugging her head.

The cold-faced boy snorted disdainfully, not knowing whether it was to the pigtail girl or to Teacher Wang who had just walked out, or to Fang Yuan.

As soon as Teacher Wang walked out, the pigtail girl trotted all the way to Fang Yuan's side.

"Hello, classmate! My name is Ye Si, Ye from leaves, Si from longing! A junior majoring in computer science. This is my second time participating in the AXM competition. Last time we won third place."

That's right, it was the team of the girl in front of him that won the best result in the AXM competition for Kyoto University.

"Ye Si, let's go quickly!" The cold-faced boy's stiff tone made Fang Yuan feel that the temperature in the classroom had dropped by two degrees.

Making the knowledge that was not warm in the first place even colder.

"Coming, coming! Little Fengzi, don't be so cold!" Ye Si said to the boy with a smile.

"Hmph" This was the most words Fang Yuan had heard the boy say this morning.

"Don't mind him, that's just how he is, oh, right, you don't know his name yet, do you!"

"Xia Guang"

"Feng Xiaoguang"

"Okay, don't dawdle there, if you don't leave, I'll leave first!" The boy named Feng Xiaoguang said impatiently.

"Coming, coming!" Ye Si didn't have time to say more to Fang Yuan and ran over.

No one understood the boy in front of her better than Ye Si.

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