C position study, God chooses the way

Hearing Mu Heng's question, Ke Han immediately grabbed his cell phone, including Mu Heng's hand that held his cell phone.

"There are spiders."

Mu Heng: "..."

He had a sentence, and suddenly got stuck, unable to utter it.

Ke Han: "Eight legs, slender and slender, with vellus hair on each foot, four pairs of eyes are a little red, looking at you, there seems to be another evil soul in the eyes."

Mu Heng's face was pale.

He let go of Ke Han's mobile phone in a daze, and left the room in a daze.

"call……"

Ke Han barely breathed a sigh of relief.

After confirming that Mu Heng had left, he reopened the "Peak Competition" interface on his phone.

I thought that the opponent should have already won, and all I was left with was the blacked out failure screen.

However, Ke Han was surprised to find that - no.

The "Lord of Thunder" did not take this opportunity to write his title.

He didn't even write more than one question.

It remains exactly as it was.

strangeness.

……

While eating the instant noodles in the bowl, Longzhu came back to the computer again, the mist of hot water filled his glasses, making his eyes look dark.

Barrage observation board.

【are you ready? @雷雷之主. 】

"hiss……"

Looking at the question typed on the public screen opposite, Longzhu couldn't help taking a breath of cold air with a toothache.

"...He's really an honest person..."

He put down the paper bowl lightly, and sent a sentence in the barrage output bar with one hand: I'm ready.

……

Yanhuayuan Mathematics Research Center.

Coach Cui sat in Ye Ci's seat and looked at the tablet he snatched from Ye Ci's hand. He also drank the yogurt Ye Ci bought, licking the lid and watching the live broadcast happily.

He licked and smacked his lips: "Very good, very good... Our young people are not educated in vain..."

Ye Ci: "..."

Zhao An happened to come in from the outside, only to see that the captain's seat was robbed by the coach again, standing pitifully aside, probably waiting for the coach's order.

Ye Ci's respect for teachers is a bit pedantic.

Zhao An shook her head silently in her heart. She was a student of Jincheng No. [-] Middle School, and she couldn't understand the students of Tiange No. [-] Middle School who came from Jiangnan.

If it is said that Jincheng No. [-] Middle School is cutting-edge and in line with international trends of thought, it actively participates in various international youth activities, and its suits and shoes are glamorous.Then Tiange No. [-] Middle School is like a female madman wearing a cheongsam. In some aspects, she is thrilling, but in her bones, she reveals a traditional gentleness and restraint.

"Teacher Cui?" Zhao An called out from a long distance away.

Teacher Cui quickly beckoned and asked her to come over and take a look.

Zhao An leaned over, and saw the "Peak Competition" interface on the tablet in the other party's hand - Lord of Thunder VS Leibniz who didn't understand the function.

She turned her face away and glanced at Ye Ci.

Ye Ci pouted helplessly, expressing that he really had no choice.

He is very innocent. He didn't ask Coach Cui to see what happened today, but Coach Cui knew that he was in the central training room, so he came here.

"This kid nicknamed 'Lord of Thunder'...does his tactics play well?"

Ye Ci echoed the words: "He is indeed very good, and he should have a strong overall view. However, in terms of overall style, he should not be able to match the personal problem-solving level of 'Leibniz doesn't understand functions', and he has certain flaws. "

"Hey——" Coach Cui slapped his thigh, "Don't look at the problem with the standard of your positive selection, they probably haven't even participated in the preliminary selection yet, right?"

Zhao An added abruptly: "Maybe he lost the election."

Coach Cui was taken aback by the words.

He spoke hesitantly, but his rebuttal was not strong: "But...our selection...isn't it?"

uncertain.

Ye Ci glanced at Zhao An, he knew what Zhao An was implying.

It implies that if they are not students from Jincheng Fourteen or Tiange No. [-] Middle School, they cannot be appointed as captains at all.

There was no other expression on Ye Ci's face, just a smile.

For this kind of question, besides smiling, he really has no other expression to do.

Coach Cui's temperament changed quickly. He didn't care about the undercurrents among the "leaders" of his team. He just reached out and tapped the screen to take a look at these two interesting "math lovers". What on earth do they have in mind.

The mathematics league may only have a window of two or three years in a lifetime, but the hobby of mathematics is a lifetime thing.

"Hey—that Cici—the operation director behind 'Peak' is an alumnus of your Tiange No. [-] High School, right?"

The veins on Ye Ci's forehead twitched slightly for a second.

He calmly replied: "It's an alumnus, but I don't know that senior."

Coach Cui sighed regretfully: "Ci Zai, why don't you try to win over your teacher?"

Ye Ci: "I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong, I will find someone to ask for you when I have a chance."

Coach Cui: "By the time you ask, it will be a year of the monkey. Forget it. Next time, I'll go to the technology park next door to chat with friends from the artificial intelligence team."

Zhao An snorted and didn't make a statement.

……

Ke Han couldn't help laughing when he saw the message sent to him by the "Lord of Thunder and Lightning".

The alliance of gentlemen.

"What scene haven't I seen? (crossed out) I've never seen this scene!" flashed across the barrage.

There is one last big question left.

Ke Han has already been pulled out by the opponent by more than [-] points.

Under the current circumstances, the hope of reversing the situation is very slim, basically equal to zero.

But, now, Ke Han is back.

He has returned to this battlefield and can turn the tide at any time.

It's just that his hand that held the digital pen again trembled slightly.

Excitement, fear, nausea...many complex emotions poured over him like a mountain, almost overwhelming everything.

[The degree of simulation is 60%. 】

Ke Han's face was flushed abnormally, and his breathing was a little out of order.

Familiar, familiar feeling.

There seemed to be some monster in his bones roaring crazily, tearing his bone marrow with sharp teeth, shaking the tiny body that trapped it.

Bone out!

Ke Han smiled.

There was a gleam of light in the eyes covered by the colored contact lenses.

simulation?

How much did you increase?

Will he be afraid?

will not.

The moment he finished browsing the last question, Ke Han let out a breath slowly, barely suppressing his emotions.

He was only opened up by more than thirty points.

what does this mean?

The outcome is undecided!

……

West Eighth District, PAYM operation center.

Although it was midnight, the meeting room in the glass building was still very lively.

The team's auxiliary data analysts are holding their own boards, recording and analyzing the content in the live broadcast in real time, and the reports they make will be sent to the senior management and the two candidates who are currently being selected tomorrow morning. In the hands of the captains of a team, it becomes their after-school learning materials.

"Is this what the Easterners call an ancient tactic?"

Someone sighed in a low voice.

In the long night, if they don't chat with each other, they really can't bear it.

……

"Tuk Tuk."

There was a knock on the door of Ke Han's house.

Mu Heng, who walked out of Ke Han's room, stopped when he heard the voice, and went to open the door after thinking for two or three seconds.

The person standing outside the door was not his parents or his parents' secretary, or his family's nanny, but Ms. Ke.

Ms. Ke was holding a bag that wasn't too big, and there was a faint sound coming from inside.

"Meow……"

Sounds a little out of breath.

Mu Heng looked at the opponent's actions, as if suddenly a light penetrated his mind.

He realized what was in the bag.

Is it the kitten from the mother cat they rescued "together" not long ago?

Seeing Mu Heng open the door for herself, Ms. Ke was stunned for a second at first, and then she remembered that her son had brought back the classmate who had run away from home.

Well, if I have a chance, I want to tell Ke Han's head teacher, so as not to worry Mu Heng's family.

After all, it is someone else's precious child.

Ms. Ke thought so, and she handed the cat bag in her hand to Mu Heng, and then explained: "There are not enough people there, they are already very busy helping to deliver babies, the mother cat was not rescued, and only a litter of puppies was left. Cat. I saw that they were so busy that they couldn't spare anyone to take care of the kitten, so I brought the kitten back."

Mu Heng held the cat bag carefully in his arms. He lowered his head slightly, opened his eyes wide and stared at the kitten inside through the gap exposed by the special cat bag.

Ugly.

The hair is uneven, the eyes are not open, only the paws are stretched out, and the groaning is incessant.

Ms. Ke looked around and found that Ke Han hadn't come out. After thinking about it, she added to Mu Heng: "Don't tell him, I plan to surprise Han Han on his birthday."

Mu Heng nodded silently, expressing that he would definitely keep his promise.

After nodding his head, he added: "The rice is ready."

Ms. Ke's eyes narrowed from smiling to staring.

Mu Heng: "...I don't know if it suits your taste."

The expression on Ms. Ke's face was finally fixed on the horror - Yaoshou!His son actually tricked his classmate who ran away from home into coming home to be his own chef!

At that moment, Ms. Ke's mind went through such things as: What should I do?Doesn't it count as the use of minor labor?In case the parent of the other party comes to the door, do I want to prove that I have no intention of abusing the other party's son?If she really went to court, where should she find a lawyer?Those bad friends in the West Eighth District are temporarily unreliable, they are too busy to keep their feet on the ground, and they probably don't have much experience or interest in such trivial campus disputes.

If you have time tomorrow, you can go to the Community Charity Service Center to see if they know where there is a suitable lawyer.

Mu Heng hugged the cat like this and looked at the unpredictable expression on Ms. Ke's face, not knowing what she was thinking.

"By the way, you can ask Ke Han to come out for dinner later, and let me hide the cat first." Ms. Ke took the bag containing the kitten from Mu Heng's hand, and burned it towards the kitten who was tricked by her son. The young man with rice smiled and released his kindness.

Living in someone else's home is always uncomfortable, and she can only use her little actions to make the other person adapt.

Ke Han doesn't have many friends.

……

At the same time, with a faint smile on the corner of Ke Han's mouth, he got up and took down the dusty hard drive from the bookshelf.