In the classroom, there are more than 20 students sitting.
Everyone is equipped with a laptop in front of them, both men and women, and the atmosphere is a bit lively at this time
There are two technicians sitting on the podium.
Under the podium, one of the students spoke
"Instructor, your level is not good. You can't even play such a simple game. How can you let us believe in your level?"
The one who spoke was a boy, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and wearing a plaid shirt. Although he was joking, his eyes expressed doubts about the abilities of the two technicians on the podium.
Nan Xing glanced at the computer on the podium.
I am playing a small game to clear the level. The game is very simple, just pick up the watermelon to see the completion.
Watermelons, orange bombs and other things are constantly falling from above, and players only need to catch twenty-five watermelons within one minute to pass the level.
After the two technicians finished playing the game, they looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled wryly.
"This game is quite difficult to play."
Seeing the words [99% complete, game failed] displayed on their respective computer screens.
Just for such a game, I have been stuck for more than half an hour.
As soon as I came here, I was originally selected by the army, but instead, I was put together by these little bastards, and insisted on playing a small game of catching watermelons to prove my ability.
At first I thought the game was very simple, but I didn't expect to stump the two technicians I brought.
Song Jingxuan looked at these little bastards under the podium, and clicked his tongue.
He took a step back and stood beside Nan Xing
"Little friend, go and try."
Nan Xing glanced at Song Jingxuan, indifferent
"I don't really want to do such a thankless thing."
You just laughed at her, but now you want her to help? What did you do early.
Song Jingxuan approached Nan Xing
"If you can settle this matter, I will tell you a secret of the power priest."
He sold Quan Si without hesitation.
Brother, it is used to sell at critical times.
Hearing this, Nan Xing reacted a little, and glanced at him again as if to confirm the authenticity.
Nan Xing didn't step onto the podium until he saw Song Jingxuan nodding seriously.
Seeing the two technicians really concentrate on picking up watermelons with the mouse, Nan Xing blinked.
One of the technicians stepped aside and couldn't help looking at Song Jingxuan
"Colonel, did you invite this person?"
As he said that, he looked around at Nan Xing. This is still a student, right? He's still wearing a military training uniform, a freshman.
Song Jingxuan nodded
"Let her try."
The boy in the plaid shirt under the stage clicked his tongue twice
"Colonel, the technicians in your army can't even play the watermelon game well. We have doubts about your personnel's ability."
Song Jingxuan indicated the direction of Nan Xing
"This is a student from the Department of Journalism. Don't you mind letting her try?"
The boy in the plaid shirt shrugged
"Whatever, but let's talk about it first. If she can't play it anymore, the colonel should fulfill his promise and give each of us one of the top-end computers in your army."
Song Jingxuan leaned against the wall
"Okay."
With that said, everyone's eyes fell on the big screen.
Nan Xing sat down from her seat, the computer under her hand was connected to the big screen, and all her operations would be seen by everyone.
She glanced at the game, and tapped a few times on the keyboard with her right hand.
The screen was split in half, half of which was still displaying the small game, and black codes appeared on the other side.
As the typing speed gradually increased, after a while, the code disappeared from the screen.
The interface of the watermelon picking game was revealed, and Nan Xing clicked the start button.
Snapped!
A small watermelon with the number 30 written on it fell from the sky and hit the frame directly, and the next second the mini-game displayed [The game was successful! ¡¿The words.
Nan Xing looked up at everyone in the room.
"The game experience is average, and it is best to play this kind of mentally handicapped games less."
There was silence.
Until, Song Jingxuan burst into laughter
"Ha ha ha ha,Kid, I can't tell, you still have this ability? "
The technician next to him also smiled helplessly, probably because he felt that his performance just now was a bit embarrassing.
Instead, I forgot about it.
What they are learning is code, and just now they were really serious about picking watermelons and playing small games.
The students under the stage began to protest
"It's not fair! How can you win by strength?"
Nan Xing glanced at the students under the stage
"There is a problem with your game setting itself. You will never get the 30th watermelon. No matter who comes to play, you can only get 29 watermelons at most. Talk to me about fairness now? It's too late. "
The students under the stage fell silent.
For some reason, I actually felt overwhelmed by such a freshman.
After the words fell, the faces of the two technicians were as ugly as bitter melons.
They were actually teased by a group of brats.
Kuhaha is here to pick up watermelons for others to laugh at.
After solving the problem, Nan Xing stood up and planned to leave.
Before leaving, I was stopped by someone
"Classmates, let's compare"
The boy in the plaid shirt asked.
Nan Xing glanced at him,
"You are too weak."
After the words fell, there was an uproar in the class.
"This school girl has such a loud voice."
"Zheng Rong has won the gold medal in the world-class hacker competition for college students."
"Wow, look at Zheng Rong's expression, hahahaha, it's so funny. Is it the first time Zheng Rong has heard others call him weak since he was born?"
Some people even patted Zheng Rong on the shoulder and couldn't help asking
"Genius, what do you think when you hear what the school girl said?"
Zheng Rong blushed. He had heard too many praises since he was a child. He was a student, a genius, a master, and other halo titles.
It was the first time someone said that.
He threw away the classmates next to him and came to Nan Xing
"I'll compete with you, you can see what you want if you win."
Nan Xing looked indifferently, and looked at Zheng Rong from the beginning to the end
"You have nothing I want."
After the words fell, there was another uproar, and everyone laughed.
"I'll go, this school girl is crazy enough."
The two technicians next to him seem to be happy to see the results, and they really want to see the pk.
Zheng Rong blushed, and wanted to pk with Nan Xing.
Nan Xing scanned around, and finally his eyes fell on Song Jingxuan, who was not a big deal to watch the excitement
"Do you want me to compare?"
Song Jingxuan nodded
"certainly."
Who is bored of watching the excitement.
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"I beat him, you give me one of the top-equipped computers in your army."
Song Jingxuan clicked his tongue and looked Nan Xing up and down.
All of them have taken a fancy to the top-equipped computers of the army.
I really know how to pick good things.
Song Jingxuan leaned against the wall and did not speak.
Nan Xing didn't say a word of nonsense, and walked out directly.
Zheng Rong is in a hurry
"cousin!"
Song Jingxuan supported his forehead.
Damn, this bloody blood is really annoying. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com