Although the heat on his face did not go down, he could still feel that the air around him had condensed into small droplets and frozen in place, and the surroundings were cold, and Malt was extremely nervous.

I want to make a good impression in front of the people I like, but now I want to show my weakest link, which is too difficult for a girl.

Fortunately, there are a few people in front of me who can adjust their emotions on the surface first, otherwise they will collapse emotionally when the time comes, and I really don't know what kind of things they can do......

Eighty percent of the students sitting in this classroom are students from the Faculty of Computer Science, and they are from their majors to participate in the computer programming competition held by the school, so it is conceivable that the finished product must be in line with the rules, and to this extent, it is refreshing, and even the teacher in front of me praised it with a smile on his face.

The more Malt saw the teacher's expression, the more nervous she became, and in the face of this kind of scene, she really wanted to find a hole to get into, but the classroom was tightly sealed, and if she escaped quietly at this time, she would be regarded as a deserter, and she would definitely be looked down upon by the people around her.......

"Why are your hands sweaty? Could it be because I'm too nervous? Xinrou touched her hand a little cold, so she asked.

Malt just smiled at her, not wanting to release the tension in her heart, what should come will always come, no matter when you run away, you still can't avoid it after all, rather than this, it is better to show it well, even if you know the result, it must be unsatisfactory.

"It's okay".

"I saw that the first few groups of them were running big programs, and although our programs were relatively small, we also added cartoon characters to them, we have to give ourselves a little confidence!" Xinrou could see that she was a little nervous, and she could only comfort beside her, she had never seen Malt have such a look, perhaps because she cared too much about the results.

The first groups quickly finished showing their programs on the big screen, and finally it was the turn of the malt.

The teacher showed all the pictures as the pictures operated by the malt computer, so the malt opened the program operated by himself, and in the process, he occasionally quietly raised his eyebrows, looked at the god of mangnitrate in front of him, and quietly lowered his head, as if nothing had happened.

When all the programs are displayed in front of everyone, Malt is a little embarrassed, after all, this set of programs is a piece of cake for computer masters, maybe it can be made in less than half a day, but in their eyes, a piece of cake, but it has become the layman's top priority, so the gap is obvious.

"Tell us a little bit about why you designed this program," the teacher asked earlier.

Mai also had no choice but to stand up, and try not to look in the direction of the senior in front of him, for fear that his heart would beat non-stop when he accidentally looked at him, and he was so nervous that he even forgot to say something......

"The reason we designed this calendar is to make a reminder for busy people, as long as you enter the date and time point you want to remind in the program, and when that day comes, it will remind people what to do according to the set" Malt looked at the direction of the teacher, "We sometimes forget some things because we are busy, with this calendar, we can remember what we should do, so that we don't miss some important things because we forget."

I vaguely heard a classmate below whispering: "Just this program, you can still take it to the competition, isn't it a joke?" ”。

"Do they respect the game? This kind of competition is just some homework that is usually practiced and taught, this is a computer programming competition specially held by the school, how can you deal with some pediatric things? ”。

After speaking, the students present burst into applause, in fact, before that, everyone would applaud when everyone finished saying their reasons, so there was nothing special, it was just a formality.

I've seen so many excellent works, and when I look at this work again, the teacher smiled a little reluctantly, "Well, your idea is very good, there is also a cartoon character on it, and when the mouse moves to where the cartoon character's eyes and body will follow, it seems that it is also very attentive, please sit down!" ”。

As soon as Mai was about to sit down, the teacher suddenly said, "By the way, which group of contestants are you?" Which faculty? What is your name? ”。

"We are from the Faculty of Arts, Malt and Xinrou".

The students present were a little shocked when they heard this, most of the students who participated in the computer programming competition held by the school were from the Department of Computer Science, and they had never heard that students from the Faculty of Arts would also participate in this programming competition, which seemed to be very novel, so it was excellent to be able to make such a degree.

The following whispers have also disappeared since then, maybe these things are simple for students who study computer science, but for a layman, it is too difficult.....

It's like asking the people in the Faculty of Computer Science to learn the operating software of the Faculty of Arts, and they won't be able to do it, so the ridicule disappears, and it's really commendable to be able to participate in such a competition, and there is nothing to laugh at.

"It turns out that you are students of the art department, we saw art students when we signed up before, and I was still wondering if someone filled in the wrong department, but now it seems that you have really put a lot of effort into this competition, let us all applaud for them, their approach is indeed worth encouraging" The corners of the teacher's reluctant mouth curved upward, much kinder than just now.

The classroom once again burst into applause from all the students, which Malt did not expect, and thought that it would only end this short trip to the competition in a hurry, but now it seems that it is much better than expected.

The tension in my heart disappeared suddenly, since everyone didn't mean to laugh, the mood was also a lot more relaxed, and unconsciously looked at the other side, but did not look at the eyes of Senior Mangni, Senior Mangni just looked at the works on the screen very seriously, without any special expressions (such as surprise, laughter, speechlessness, helplessness, disdain).

"Let's show off their work on the big screen for the next group of contestants!" The teacher said again in front.

Malt finally sat down in his chair again, his mood calmed down a lot, and the tension disappeared.

But now I don't know what Senior Mang Ni is thinking about when he looks at the work in front of the screen so seriously? Thinking of the last time I walked on the road and asked Senior Mangni, Senior Mangni must have felt ridiculous at this moment! Maybe he was thinking about a girl who didn't know much about computers, asked so many questions, but in the end he made such a bad idea, of course, this may be what Malt thought in his heart.

"Do you think they're genuinely saying that our work is good?" Malt lowered her head and whispered to Xinrou, who was sitting on the side.

Xinrou nodded, "Although when you just stood up, I heard many voices around me who didn't support us, but when they heard that we were the Faculty of Arts, their eyes softened a lot, I believe those words really came from the heart" Xinrou especially likes to observe the expressions of the people around her, when their expressions are slightly wrong, she feels uncomfortable, but fortunately, their expressions just now are very harmonious.

Or maybe they saw a layman in the art department who designed an extremely simple program that didn't delay them from qualifying for the competition, so they didn't have any worries in their hearts and smiled happily?

"That's fine" After Malt whispered, he quietly looked at the expression of Senior Mang Ni opposite, he was still so focused, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he was as serious as ever.

It turns out that Senior Mangni looks so yearning when he gets serious! looked at him quietly like this, as if his heart had been satisfied, he was so good, he was still working hard, and he was not proud of his previous excellent results, which was really admirable.

No wonder he can stay at the top of the campus list for a long time, this is not for nothing. It's no wonder that so many girls like to follow in his footsteps, but he can still keep himself clean among so many girls, unlike the second Su Mu, who is messing around with flowers and grass, but through the surface, he doesn't seem to see more places in her heart, what kind of person is he?

Malt looked at him in a daze, the warm sunshine was refreshing, as if he was in a beautiful garden, everything around him was incomparably beautiful, I really wanted to stay in time forever, as long as I looked at him quietly like this, there was nothing else to ask for in this life.

But Old Man Time will not listen to these fallacies, he will still move forward at his own pace, he will not stop because of other people's words, the time given to everyone is the same, when you quietly look at him, maybe he can also sense it.

Time flies quickly, many students have already finished showing, and the teacher is also typing the scores they should have on the paper list, no need to guess, Malt has already thought in his heart, this time it will definitely not be promoted, just a formality, fortunately, there is no shame in going through the motions, so it is already content.

Malt is looking forward to seeing the works of the senior of the miscanthus in his heart, the senior of the miscanthus has been busy for so long, and it will definitely make people have a particularly good experience of the work, after all, the title of the god of miscanthus is by no means in vain, and it is a very happy thing to be able to see the works of the god of miscanthus salt.

Bai Ji was bored on the side, using another computer that was not controlled to open the work just now, the mouse shook back and forth on the screen, and the characters and eyes inside also shook, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Actually, I think this picture is still quite interesting, look at this cartoon character is still shaking his head, what do you think?" ”。

Mangni ignored his words, still looking intently at the other people's work.

"Cute is cute, but this kind of work is really not acceptable to everyone," said another member of the team.

"Why can't you take it to the competition? I think this work is very good, and I have rarely seen such a cute work in our computer science department."

Yes, most of the students in the computer science department are boys, so they don't design such cute and delicate little programs, unless the boy likes something special.

"Hurry up and prepare, it's about to be us" Bai Ji panicked again at the moment, and then immediately regained his calm, because there was a great god of mangni, there was nothing to be afraid of.