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665 Chapter 702 After all, it's my own 'little bastard'

After all, he is his own 'little bastard'.

These words are more suitable for him to say as a son than Gong Qianqian.

Xi Mu glanced at his grandson lying on the hospital bed, sighed, and waved his hands, "Okay, okay, you take it yourself."

In the end, the child was brought back to the military building to live with Bei Junyan and the others.

Momo's fever subsided, and Gong Qianqian took the child back. That night, both Lu Lu and An'an were taken back to their nests. Bei Junyan waited a while after learning that his wife had sent the child to the opposite bedroom. I was delighted, but I didn't expect to send two and come back with one. I wanted to hug my little daughter-in-law, but because my eldest son stopped cooking.

The three babies are very obedient, except for humming or urinating when they are hungry, they are basically obedient.

Soon came the day of the computer competition, and the children were handed over to Xi Mu.

After these days of continuous weight loss, at least she lost the belly fat, which she is quite satisfied with.

The competition venue is in the office building next to the central square. Gong Qianqian likes "punctuality" the most in his life.

When she arrived, everyone else came in advance to find their seats in order, and there were about 3 minutes before the start of the game, so Gong Qianqian walked in slowly from the door.

I took a brief glance at the picture that came into view. The computer room was very large, and the computers were neatly arranged. Because of the competition, there was a partition between everyone. Many of the computer players were boys, so boys accounted for [-]% of the room.

Gong Qianqian found a seat and sat down.

She came in wearing a peaked cap, the brim of which was pressed down very low, and a disposable mask, so other than knowing that she was a woman, no one could see her face clearly.

It's not that there are no one like her, it's just that there are very few of them, and she still looks a bit out of the crowd after all.

But when I sat down, others couldn't see it, and I didn't continue to pay attention.

After all, they came today for their fame.

When the time comes.

Everyone's computer unified into a page full of code.

Their competition this time has nothing to do with these pages full of code, it is mainly about ABM programming.

Design the program yourself.

After a while, a small white box popped up on the screen with a string of English written on it.

Click to open.

This design program naturally has unified requirements. It is impossible to design whichever one you want. There are three options, one is firewall, one is web design, and the other is to strengthen the internal program of an antivirus software to a certain extent.

Of these three, the third option seems to be the most difficult, but in fact they are all about the same level of difficulty. Do you think firewalls are just ordinary firewalls?

Well, it's just that you think too much.

Gong Qianqian is going to design an enhanced version of the firewall.

The contestants stared at the computer screen and typed the keyboard with their fingers flying. There were four workers patrolling back and forth. They were all wearing silent shoes and walked on the ground without making any noise.

Even if there is, it is very small and will not affect these contestants.

Three hours are allotted time.

Because of Gong Qianqian's extraordinary "talent" for this and such a long period of practice and training, she has already firmly engraved each program symbol in her heart.

Maybe it was because of the unbelievable clearing event, so now the halo is added to her body. After the task is over, she is given a talent beyond ordinary people in computer, and the rule is three hours.

(End of this chapter)