Seeing Cheng Yuran's gaffe expression, the noisy voices of the onlookers slowly quieted down. They were a little curious, exchanging glances with each other.

Cheng Yuran carefully looked at Xia Sen's face and asked word by word.

"You... What was your name?"

The corners of Xia Sen's mouth twitched, "My name is Xia Sen." ”

"Xia Sen!" Cheng Yuran's eyes widened, "You... Is that that Xia Sen?"

"Hmm... Right. Xia Sen replied a little helplessly, "I am that Xia Sen." ”

Cheng Yuran gasped.

After the donation incident, the news media used to report on Xia Sen frequently, and his name is no longer a secret. And a year ago, Xia Sen was a high school student. So now... Probably just in time for college!

Everything can be matched, and the person in front of him is likely to be the "programming senior" he has in mind and admires very much!

Cheng Yuran's eyes widened with excitement!

After thinking about it for a while, a look of doubt appeared on his face again.

“…… What proof do you have that you are Xia Sen. Speaking of this, Cheng Yuran realized that he had a logical mistake, and hurriedly corrected, "...... What proof do you have that you are the one who developed PP Chat!"

Xia Sen: "......"

How to prove that I am me is a real and eternal problem.

"I'm not going to inherit the throne... What are the benefits of pretending to be Xia Sen?!" Xia Sen sighed deeply and said helplessly. "And I don't need to make up this kind of lie, which will soon be exposed. ”

"Oh, yes. Cheng Yuran scratched his head and accepted Xia Sen's explanation.

This is a programming predecessor he has admired for a long time.

When Cheng Yuran seriously accepted this setting, an excited look slowly appeared on his face again, his eyes were about to pop up with little stars, and the questions in his mouth were asked like a cannon.

"I heard that you have earned more than 10 million assets in a year, is it true?"

"I heard that you donated all that money, is it true?"

"I've heard that there are more than one million users of PP chat, is it true?"

"PP Chat is you... Did you develop it on your own?"

When asked this question, Cheng Yuran seemed to suddenly remember something, and his expression slowly became embarrassed...

The shame in his eyes became more and more intense, his face gradually turned red, and his expression became more and more embarrassed.

He actually wanted to talk to Xia Sen, a famous programming genius who was more than software developer! He actually said to the founder of PP Chat, you know too little about this software!

When he thought of what he had said, he felt ashamed...

He couldn't wait to sew his mouth shut!

The students who were watching saw Cheng Yuran's extraordinary reaction, and finally slowly reacted.

A voice came from the crowd again, cautiously asking, "You... Is it really Xia Sen?"

Xia Sen tugged at the corners of his mouth and nodded helplessly.

"I'll rub!"

At this moment, the crowd was really in an uproar! The enthusiasm of all the students was completely ignited!

"Xia Sen actually came to our school!"

"I heard that the computer department of Q University gave him a notice of escort, but he didn't go!"

"Xia Sen didn't come to the Department of Computer Science, but went to the Department of Economics!"

“……”

In the midst of the commotion, a question suddenly entered Xia Sen's ears.

"Xia Sen, why do you want to start a coding club?"

The sound was extremely penetrating, and as soon as this question landed, the noisy crowd fell silent again, and dozens of eyes looked at Xia Sen in unison.

Under the neat gaze, Xia Sen suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here today, and said with some embarrassment, "That, about the club..."

"Needless to say, the problem of the club!" Cheng Yuran heard this, suddenly took over the conversation, and said without hesitation, "I will give you the position of president!"

After Cheng Yuran said this, no one in the entire classroom raised objections. The classmates who just proposed to educate Xia Sen all kept their mouths shut!

Joke, if Xia Sen is not qualified to be the president of this club, then no one in their entire academy is qualified!

If it is said that when he didn't know Xia Sen's identity, Cheng Yuran proposed the competition with the intention of educating his juniors. Then when he knew Xia Sen's identity, he completely gave up his mind of competing for the high. In terms of programming ability here, if Xia Sen says that he is second, who dares to rank first?

"No, no, no... I don't want to be inappropriate!" Xia Sen, who was "expected by everyone", hurriedly waved his hand and refused, and explained in a hurry, "I... I'm not here to compete with you for the position of president of the club. ”

"Ahh

"You..." Cheng Yuran was stunned for a long time before asking the question in everyone's hearts, "You are not the president, why do you want to open a coding club?"

In front of everyone's eyes, Xia Sen's face was rare, and an embarrassing flush once again appeared.

"I'm actually... It's here to dig people. Xia Sen reluctantly said his thoughts.

He originally thought that the computer science students here were among the best in the country. And the Internet empire he will build in the future needs a group of backbone technicians to support it.

He came to set up a "code writing club" because he wanted to give the club some support funds and hold some innovative programming activities. Gather some more talented students in the School of Computer Science, and give them a platform to incubate some innovative projects when these students are carefree.

When this group of students graduates, they can be pulled to work in their own companies, or they can invest in their projects, and both parties can win.

Cheng Yuran, as the brightest star in the academy, was naturally favored by Xia Sen early. Therefore, he went to the School of Computer Science to provoke and induce Cheng Yuran to compete, just to draw this talent into his own club.

Otherwise, with so many things in his company and so busy, where would he waste time running to manage a club and be the president...

"Oh my God, is your company going to recruit?" Cheng Yuran couldn't help himself with excitement, grabbed Xia Sen's arm, and asked busily.

"Uh... Not exactly, so to speak. Xia Sen replied. It's not just about hiring, it's also about investing.

"Niu Bi!" Cheng Yuran exclaimed, his face was full of excitement and nervousness, and he asked cautiously, "I... Want to go to your company for an interview... Is that okay?"