Slightly warm, I'm super sweet

Chapter 92

"This..." she hissed, "Of course the nested structure is well designed, but isn't the big frame too troublesome?"

She is persuasive and persuasive, like a teacher who asks questions in class, waiting for students to discover their own problems.

The buddy with the computer was stunned for a moment, "Where?"

Yan tapped the keyboard lightly, called up the source code, and pointed to a few places.

"Look, here, here, and later, how can you put one in the other? It takes up too much memory. It's just a curve. If you design big data in the future, the memory utilization rate will be too low."

After speaking, he patted the classmate on the shoulder, "The foundation needs to be improved."

"..."

She went around the class and looked over one by one, basically giving everyone some advice.

Ye Shuqi didn't recover from the beginning to the end.

The other students looked at him with complicated eyes.

Is he confessing?

He hired an instructor for class three to come back.

This girl turned a blind eye to the hearts, photos, subtitles, and villains on the screen. She only cared about the source code.

She only has source code in her eyes.

Someone rushed to Ye Shuqi's side and whispered.

"God Ye, how can you bear to spoil us like this?"

Jianying's proud computer competition class was rejected all over the place, and no one was spared.

Ye Shuqi narrowed his eyes, "Then what do you think of me?"

The well-designed confession turned out like this, his mood is already very down, okay?
Someone urged him: "God Ye, if you are together, Husband Gang will be depressed, shouldn't you restore your dignity first?"

Ye Shuqi frowned: "Don't mess around, how can I bully her."

The other students bit their small handkerchiefs: "Then you can bear to see us being bullied by her, woo woo woo..."

Ye Shuqi hesitated.

He can't make him bully the girl he likes.

Others don't care if he can do it or not, this place must be found.

"Speak lightly, do you dare to compete?"

A cold voice sounded.

Yan Qingwei looked over, she was a sickly white girl.

Her face was a little pale, but the corners of her mouth were curled down, obviously not convinced.

Yan was slightly confused, "Compared to what?"

The girl put the computer on the table, "You went to our third class to point fingers, how good are you?"

Softly: "."

She thinks she's pretty good.

It's just a competition, and she's not afraid.

She pulled up a chair next to an empty desk and sat down.

"Better than what?"

The girl smiled coldly, and pushed her short hair behind her ears: "It's just like the topic of GHIC that just ended yesterday, dare you?"

Ye Shuqi stopped between the two of them, "Yuan Mi!"

Yuan Mi was stopped by him, and his face became even more arrogant.

She has been displeased with Yan Qing from just now, and came to their class with a self-righteous look, do you think she understands it well?
They are all top computer students who have been selected by thousands of people. They train for so long every day, how can they bear her pointing and pointing.

What's more, what she couldn't bear the most was that someone as cold as Ye Shuqi had planned a confession plan for her for so long.

Ye Shuqi appreciates Yan Qingqing, and she wants to prove that she is much better than Yan Qingqing.

"GHIC is a small-scale professional competition, it is very difficult."

Ye Shuqi explained to Yan gently.

He was afraid that she would not know what a GHIC game is.

Yan Weiwei was not surprised by this, she raised her eyebrows: "Did you get the invitation letter?"

(End of this chapter)