The painkillers worked quickly, and without the crazy torture of physical pain, Yuan Chuyue sanity was finally online. Yuan Chuyue hid in the bathroom, having a headache about how to deal with the blood stains on his pants, and at the same time struggling with how to deal with what happened before.

If Meng Jiangbei asked, how would she explain? Yuan Chuyue didn't have a stomachache now, but felt a headache, and she didn't want others to know about her

"Face blindness", and she doesn't want others to look at her with a strange look, that kind of look with sympathy and pity, she has seen too much in the hospital.

She doesn't need sympathy, even if she does

"Face blindness", she is also the best Yuan Chuyue. Yuan Chuyue in the bathroom was worried, and Meng Jiangbei, who was standing at the door, also fell into a difficult choice.

He stared at the WeChat chat interface, and it took him a long time to grit his teeth and send out a message. Are you dreaming: in?

Cui Xiaowangji: What's wrong?Are you dreaming?...... Are you dreaming: where did you buy those clothes, can the store push them to me?

Are you dreaming: do you still make orders? There is no kind of the same style. Cui Xiaowangji: !! Cui Xiaowangji: Meng Shen, I knew that we were fellow believers!

Meng Jiangbei closed his eyes and silently bowed to tears for his imminent depraved dressing style. No, he's not!

The mobile phone frantically popped up WeChat messages, all of which were store links pushed by Cui Xiaotong to Meng Jiangbei, Meng Jiangbei withdrew from WeChat, and decided to suffer the poison of those clothes after returning at night.

Behind him, Yuan Chuyue finally did his ideological work, Meng Jiangbei stood up straight, and handed over a piece of clothing, which was his social uniform, and the social uniform was almost done.

Meng Jiangbei gestured: "You wrap it around your waist." He thought for a moment, and then added a snake: "Warm." Yuan Chuyue silently took the clothes and tied them around her waist, just to cover the embarrassing blood stains on her pants.

The two walked out side by side, and Meng Jiangbei muffled his voice and his mood was not very good: "I said hello to Lao Wen, let's not eat with them, let's eat anything." How are you doing, can you persevere, do you need to go back to school first? Yuan Chuyue shook his head, indicating that he could still hold on.

There was a lot of food around Qiyuan University, and Meng Jiangbei casually picked a home-cooked restaurant that looked quite clean, and after ordering the food, he specially asked the waiter for a cup of hot water.

Yuan Chuyue held the cup of hot water, and she finally couldn't help but speak, licked her somewhat dry lips and said, "...... Just now, thank you. Yuan Chuyue decided to turn passive into active, and said the words he had prepared, resolutely not mentioning that he recognized the young man in the black sweatshirt as Meng Jiangbei.

Yuan Chuyue gestured,

"I'm also a little dizzy from pain, I felt something was wrong when the man pulled me, but I couldn't shake him off, but fortunately you appeared. She added another half-truth, to retreat as advance,

"The man was dressed like you, and he had an identical hat, and I almost thought it was you. Meng Jiangbei leaned on the back of the chair, and couldn't see that Yuan Chuyue didn't want to reveal himself

Regarding the matter of "face blindness", he didn't plan to dismantle Yuan Chuyue, he played with the pig ears on the little pig hat that he took off, and followed Yuan Chuyue's words: "Yes, not everyone who wears a pig hat is Marshal Tianpeng, and it may be just a pig's head." Yuan Chuyue praised very sincerely: "I think you are Marshal Tianpeng." Yuan Chuyue paused, feeling that this sentence was ambiguous, and made up for it,

"Become the kind of canopy marshal before Zhu Bajie. Meng Jiangbei pulled the pig's ear with his hand and almost tore it off.

"Even if I am Marshal Tianpeng, then who are you?" Just when Meng Jiangbei thought that Yuan Chuyue would shamelessly say that he was Chang'e, Yuan Chuyue thought seriously for half a minute before replying seriously: "I think I can barely be a Marshal Tianpeng and his father." Meng Jiangbei: "......" is very good, I treat you as a little fan sister, but you treat me as a son!

The ordered dishes came up one after another, and Meng Jiangbei pushed the pot of pork liver and spinach soup in front of Yuan Chuyue, pulling the corners of his mouth to reveal a hypocritical smile: "Make up for it, it's a pity, this store doesn't have pig brains." "The game was set for half past one, and when Meng Jiangbei and Yuan Chuyue arrived at the lecture hall, Wen Yufei and the others were already waiting there.

The huge lecture hall was divided into two factions, the two sides were distinct, the members of the Sudoku Club of Qiyuan University sat on the left, and Wen Yufei led the members of the Sudoku Club of Dongqi University to sit on the right side.

The podium of the lecture hall is larger than that of the general classroom, and this lecture hall is generally not used for teaching, most of the time is used for competitions in various clubs of Qiyuan University, so the podium is made like a small stage, which is more than enough for the Sudoku Club competition.

There are special people who are fiddling with the props of the game. In recent years, the Chinese team has performed very well in the World Sudoku Championships, whether it is the team competition or the individual competition, they have achieved outstanding results, and the team competition has even won the championship for three consecutive years.

More and more people are actively participating in Sudoku, and in order to let more people understand Sudoku and change their perception of Sudoku, the competition format has become diverse.

In the early years of Sudoku competitions, most of the contestants sat at the table and buried their heads in the questions, and neither the contestants nor the spectators could appreciate the spirit of Sudoku competition more deeply.

Over the years, the way of Sudoku competitions has become new and interesting, so that more people are willing to participate in Sudoku competitions, and are more willing to watch Sudoku competitions, and feel the fierceness of the competition and the joy of victory with these Sudoku players.

The way of Sudoku competition has also changed from paper at the beginning to electronic today, which is more convenient for spectators outside the stadium to understand the progress of the game in real time.

This lecture hall is a multimedia classroom, and in front of the classroom is an electronic screen that occupies almost an entire wall, enough for everyone in the classroom to see clearly.

There are three seats on each side of the podium, each seat has a baffle behind it, just enough to block the view to the electronic screen, and there is a fixed tablet computer on the seat, which has been placed in the program and question bank of the competition, just waiting for the beginning of the competition to randomly select the competition questions from the backstage question bank.

The first two rows of the lecture hall were divided into waiting areas for the Sudoku Society, and at the moment it was full of members of the Sudoku Society from both sides.

Yuan Chuyue was not a member of the Sudoku Society, and she didn't squeeze the waiting area in front of her to be bored, so she simply found a position with a good view in the back and sat down.

She wanted to take this opportunity to get in touch with Cheng Yu, but seeing that the game was about to start, Yuan Chuyue couldn't find Cheng Yu from the pile of people at a glance, and she didn't want to affect Cheng Yu's mood, so she simply thought about waiting for the game to end and find a chance to get up.

Meng Jiangbei turned around and found that Yuan Chuyue was not following behind him, and swept around the classroom with his eyebrows twisted before finding Yuan Chuyue's figure in the penultimate row of the classroom, he pursed his lips, but didn't say anything.

There was a boy sitting against the wall in the second row, put it on Weibo, probably like that

The appearance of a "sick and weak beautiful boy", his face is not ruddy, and a pair of deer eyes look pure and harmless. He was wearing the uniform of the Dongqi Sudoku Society, but he put on a white sports jacket outside, he closed his eyes, and he was still holding a thick Sudoku book in his hand, the pages were slightly rolled, and he didn't know how many times the owner had flipped through it.

Meng Jiangbei sat in front of him and greeted him: "Ah Yu, if you abandon the race again this time, Lao Wen Ke will really go crazy." Cheng Yu raised his eyes slightly, revealing a smile that was not obvious: "Not this time." Wen Yufei is still telling everyone about the rules of today's game.

"I have agreed with ASRock that today's competition is divided into three rounds, two rounds of individual competition and one round of three-person team competition, with exactly five people participating, and the final result is based on the accumulation of points obtained in each round, and the side with more points wins. You Wang just finished a Sudoku question, put down his mobile phone, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Then who will participate in the team competition?" Xu Nuo on the side pursed his lips and whispered: "If you can, can you let me participate in the individual competition." In his freshman year, Xu Nuo won the title of standard Sudoku king in the National College Student Sudoku Challenge, and his strength was very strong in the individual competition, but he was introverted and not good at communicating with others.

Xu Nuo naturally didn't want to participate in the team competition. You Wang doesn't really want to participate in the team competition, there are too many constraints in the team competition, and it is impossible to win on your own, but also depends on the level of your teammates and everyone's cooperation.

In his opinion, there are not as many opportunities for performance in the team competition as in the individual competition. You Wang is already in his third year, and in the past two years, many newcomers have entered the club one after another, whether it is Meng Jiangbei or Cheng Yu, the strength is above him, with them, his light will always be covered, and if this continues, he will sooner or later become a marginal member of the club.

You Wang lowered his eyes and covered the light under his eyes. Han Lu, who was sitting next to Cheng Yu, asked in a low voice, "What do you want to participate in?" Cheng Yu did not hesitate, and opened his mouth to answer: "Individual competition." "His goal is always that one.

Han Lu shrugged: "I should have known it a long time ago." Wen Yufei was also a little helpless: "The candidate is not determined by us, who will participate in the individual competition and who will participate in the team competition this time will be determined by drawing." He waved his hand,

"Sometimes, luck is also a form of strength. As he spoke, it was almost half past one, and the originally empty lecture hall was filled with many people one after another.

Yuan Chuyue hasn't paid attention to the Sudoku circle over the years, she was a little surprised for a while, is the Sudoku competition being followed by so many people now?

She remembers that in the early years, most of the people who came to the scene were the parents of the contestants, and she took a cursory glance and found that most of the people who came to watch the competition were young people.

The seats on the left and right sides of Yuan Chuyue were almost full, and some people even took the initiative to greet Yuan Chuyue: "Are you also here to watch the game? I'm here for the rookie god, what about you?" Yuan Chuyue hesitated.

Rookie Great...... Who is this, she hasn't been in the circle for a long time, and she doesn't know when this person came out of the circle.

Yuan Chuyue didn't answer, a boy in his twenties behind her hurriedly replied: "Eh, I'm here for the gods!" Another little girl spoke, her voice was crisp: "I'm different, I'm here to lick Meng Jiangbei's face!"

When he was 12 years old, he won the championship of the Chinese Sudoku Championship, entered the Chinese national team to compete in the World Championships, and won the championship of the U12 group! The question is, do they look handsome and then play Sudoku, or do they look handsome because they play Sudoku. "It's a philosophical puzzle, no less than that

The conundrum of "chicken or egg". Yuan Chuyue: The host of "......" appeared, and the lecture hall that had been chattering and discussing became quiet.

“…… Welcome to the Qiyuan Sudoku Club PK Dongqi Sudoku Club competition site, seeing so many people paying attention to this game, I believe that everyone in the Sudoku Club can't wait to greet everyone, now let's welcome the players from both sides of the game!" Meng Jiangbei pulled the mask on his face, where others couldn't see it, and the lips under the mask hooked a smile of determination.

"Brothers, it's time for us to play. ”