The league is over, and all we can do now is wait patiently at home for the results. Suddenly leaving the tense life of preparing for the exam, Shen Qingmeng felt that life was missing.

This OTIN competition, she has been preparing for nine months, and it is over, and she is a little wilted mentally.

Regarding the idea that came from the summer camp, Shen Qingmeng's main direction has expanded from algorithms to machine learning, and she needs to read more and more complex books.

After Ji Xinghe left, Shen Qingmeng stopped going to the Internet café and began to read books in the self-study classroom every day. The current course doesn't take a lot of time for her to learn. In addition to finishing his homework every day, Shen Qingmeng is more often reading a book on machine learning.

What she didn't expect was that Guo Ling's pursuit of Tang Xin really started from studying hard.

When she saw Guo Ling in the self-study classroom of No. 6 Middle School, she even wondered if she was reading books and going to the wrong school.

I exited again and looked at the nameplate at the door, making sure I didn't make a mistake. Guo Ling had already seen her and waved at her.

Shen Qingmeng slowly walked to Guo Ling's side and sat down with the book in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "How did you get in?" ”

Guo Ling took out a student ID card from his pocket, which read "Zheng Song, Class 6, Senior 2, Nancheng No. 6 Middle School".

He originally meant that he borrowed a student ID card to sneak in. But Shen Qingmeng swept over casually, but his eyes were frozen on the photo of his student ID.

The person in the photo is tall and strong, with his cheeks so round that the flesh on his cheeks is a little prominent, and he looks fierce.

Shen Qingmeng didn't recognize his face very well, but he was too impressed by this person who looked fierce, that is, he bumped into Yang Li on the day of the sports meeting, causing Shen Qingmeng to have to participate in the 1,500-meter and 800-meter runs.

glanced at the student ID again, Zheng Song, the sixth class of the second year of high school. Shen Qingmeng really couldn't think of anything to do with this Zheng Song, so after he bumped into Yang Li, he tried to trip over himself while running a long distance.

Shen Qingmeng stretched out a finger and pressed the student ID, Guo Ling twitched it and didn't pull it back, and asked, "What's wrong?" I just borrowed a student ID card, and I didn't think about it. ”

"Do you know this Zheng Song?"

Guo Ling was a little strange: "I know, I don't know how I borrowed my student ID?" ”

"Zheng Song, Zheng Song." Shen Qingmeng read the name twice.

Inexplicably, there was a hint of gnashing of teeth, Guo Ling couldn't figure out how Zheng Song provoked Shen Qingmeng, and asked tentatively: "A little thing, you won't hold a grudge." ”

Hey? Shen Qingmeng turned his face to look at Guo Ling, it seemed that he knew something: "What little thing?" ”

This time it was Guo Ling's turn to be surprised: "Isn't it just the rehearsal last semester to grab the land, and in the end, he didn't rob you." ”

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Shen Qingmeng remembered who this person was, but it was not the squad leader of the twelfth class.

It turns out that the foreshadowing is buried here.

Seeing that Shen Qingmeng's face darkened, Guo Ling cautiously asked, "Did something happen again?" ”

Shen Qingmeng took the student ID card from Guo Ling's hand: "It's a bit of a holiday, it doesn't matter, it's all a trivial matter." ”

You don't look like a trivial matter.

"Need help?"

Guo Ling's initiative surprised Shen Qingmeng. After all, in terms of friendship, Zheng Song and Guo Ling are closer.

"I'm going to beat him up, and you're going to help?"

Guo Ling nodded: "I see that you don't remember him, now go to him to settle accounts, something must have happened later." You don't have a reason to mess with him, but he has a motive to provoke you. I'll help you, that's the truth. I have your help in my studies now, and I can help you in other things, which is a favor. ”

These words made Shen Qingmeng impressed, it was reasonable and affectionate, but it was really not the words of Guo Ling, who was scaring people with a fruit knife.

Guo Ling was a little embarrassed after speaking, and probably never said this kind of thing to anyone: "My mother taught me the truth." ”

Shen Qingmeng nodded: "What do you have to do with Zheng Song?" ”

"It's just acquaintance, not friendship."

"That's it," Shen Qingmeng told Guo Ling about Zheng Song's collision with Yang Li and his attempt to trip her during the Games, "How do you think this matter is better handled?" ”

Guo Ling pondered for a moment: "If you don't mind, I'll give you a message and ask him to apologize to you, how about exposing this matter?" After all, if you do it, you won't be known by the school, although, well, you shouldn't care, but more is better than less. ”

Shen Qingmeng threw Zheng Song's student ID back to Guo Ling: "Then I'll leave this matter to you." ”

Guo Ling's work is still very efficient, I don't know what he said to Zheng Song at night, the next day between classes, Zheng Song touched the classroom of the first class.

Shen Qingmeng sat in the last row by the window, and Zheng Song found her at a glance.

The glass was knocked lightly, and Shen Qingmeng looked up and saw the caution on Zheng Song's face through the glass.

Shen Qingmeng put down his pen and walked to the back door.

Zheng Song was a head taller than Shen Qingmeng, tall and strong, standing in front of her like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.

"Shen, Shen Qingmeng, I'm here to apologize to you, you shouldn't be at the sports meeting, um, you."

Shen Qingmeng wanted to laugh a little.

Zheng Song, who didn't know how Guo Ling scared, looked at him for fear that she would kill people, Shen Qingmeng leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, bent one leg, and nodded to the ground with one foot: "Apologize to me?" Did you hit our classmates again? ”

Zheng Song's face turned red, and he said, "I also apologize, apologize." ”

Shen Qingmeng tilted his head and face into the door frame, and shouted at the seat: "Yang Li, come out." ”

The posture of the social person is sufficient.

Yang Li raised his head from the book, looking dazed, looking at a loss for what to do by the school bully.

Shen Qingmeng secretly pointed to the door and said with his mouth: "Come and support a field." ”

Yang Li put down his pen and walked to the door. Shen Qingmeng still held his arms and raised his chin at Zheng Song.

"Classmate, I bumped into you during the sports meeting, it was my fault, I apologize to you, please forgive."

Although Yang Li's eyes were full of doubts, he didn't know which one this was, but he still cooperated with Shen Qingmeng's performance. He said slowly: "Apologize, no need, don't trouble us in the future, we won't provoke you, it's best for everyone to be safe." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Song glanced at Shen Qingmeng, she was still expressionless, and could only nod to Yang Li again and again: "This is for sure, for sure." ”

Shen Qingmeng became more and more curious, what kind of glorious history Guo Ling made up for himself, which scared Zheng Song so honestly.

After apologizing, Shen Qingmeng waved his hand to signal that he could go. Zheng Song hurriedly slipped away.

Entering the classroom, Shen Qingmeng opened the book, Yang Li also picked up the pen again, and asked while doing the question: "This is the one that hit me in the sports meeting?" Deliberately? ”

Shen Qingmeng said "um": "This girl tried to trip me later, but I avoided it." ”

"How did you find him? And this person doesn't look easy to mess with, what did you do to make people obedient? ”

"Guo Ling, the high-ranking Guo Ling who chased Tang Xin before, do you remember?"

Yang Li nodded, and Shen Qingmeng continued: "Isn't he angry and trying to study hard recently, so he borrowed Zheng Song's student ID card to come to our school for self-study, and I happened to bump into him." This Liang Zi, who grabbed land with our class during the art festival last semester, happened to be mixed with Guo Ling before, so I handed it over to him to solve it. ”

Knowing the cause and effect, Yang Li is not a curious person, and there are many details that Shen Qingmeng didn't say, so he didn't ask again.

During self-study at night, Shen Qingmeng saw Guo Ling who had borrowed a student ID card to sneak in. He was struggling to write the test papers.

Shen Qingmeng patted him on the shoulder: "What did you make up with Zheng Song, he looked like he was afraid of killing people in the face of school bullies." ”

Guo Ling glanced up at her, and then continued to do the question: "I told him that you transferred to another school because you used to beat the gangsters who harassed you into a vegetative person. ”

what？ Can Zheng Song believe such a nonsense reason?

As if knowing Shen Qingmeng's complaints, Guo Ling continued: "A gangster like him is still relatively simple, and he is very life-sparing, he has never seen the world, so he can believe it if he is scared casually." Of course, I've added a few details, and you don't care about the reputation anyway, do you? ”

I don't care that it's almost ruined, what's the use of saying it now.

Shen Qingmeng sat down, opened his book, and Guo Ling pushed the test paper over: "Can you tell me about this question?" ”

Before helping Guo Ling ask for Ji Xinghe's notes, it was just like Lin Jing, just a gesture. But now, with the friendship of ordinary things, Shen Qingmeng feels that he can help a little more.

So she took half an hour every day to give Guo Ling the structure of the knowledge points of the first year of high school, starting with mathematics.

After talking about it for a few days, Xu Shilin knew about it, so there were more Internet café trios who came to listen to the lecture for half an hour every day.

It was inconvenient for the five of them to sit together in the study hall, so Guo Ling suggested that his classmates rent a small house next to the school that they could borrow every day.

Shen Qingmeng didn't worry about this, Guo Ling borrowed a house from a classmate, and cleaned and arranged it by the way. When I really put it into learning and using, I was already presentable.

The house was a one-bedroom house, with the bedroom door closed and seven or eight chairs in the living room, neatly arranged. The area is really small, there are no tables. Several of them spread their books on their laps and took notes.

Every time after talking about the knowledge points, when Guo Ling and the others were doing the test papers, Shen Qingmeng also sat on the side and read a book, and he had never been to the self-study classroom.

One day at lunch, Zhu Wei asked Shen Qingmeng: "Yang Li said that you haven't been to self-study for several days, what do you do after school?" ”

There is nothing to hide, Shen Qingmeng said it truthfully, but he didn't expect Zhu Wei to be interested.

"Can I apply to attend a class? I can also talk about the knowledge of Chinese, and I can also speak English. ”

Shen Qingmeng refused without hesitation: "We are all talking about the first year of high school, what are you going to listen to?" ”

Not only Zhu Wei, but even Yang Li expressed interest. Shen Qingmeng was obsessed, and finally agreed to let them visit for a day.

So in this small living room, in addition to Shen Qingmeng's residence, there are two more lecturers, Zhu Wei and Yang Li. They come to talk about it occasionally, but they don't come often. Later, there was one more person who listened to the lecture every day, and there was more Lin Jing who came to the lecture. If it weren't for the fact that the sixth middle school was too far away from the first middle school, Lin Jing was afraid that he would not come every day.

After the lecture, Lin Jing and Shen Qingmeng read the book of machine learning together. This walking barrage transmitter doesn't even stop reading a book. Whenever he sees something interesting, he can always gush about imagining future application scenarios. Shen Qingmeng also talked to him about his thoughts on home artificial intelligence.

Sure enough, Lin Jing was different from Ji Xinghe, he proposed a lot of additions and amendments to Shen Qing's dream method, and even took into account the hardware issues.

Half a month has passed, and finally at the beginning of December, the national league results will be released.

Shen Qingmeng was still sitting in the small living room, and the people had not yet arrived. Lin Jing hasn't arrived yet, but the news has repeatedly told him that he must wait for him to check the results together.

I have always been anxious in my heart before, sometimes I dream that I won the gold award, and sometimes I dream that I am famous and fall to Sun Shan. Now that it was really time to come to the results, Shen Qingmeng calmed down instead.

If it is a gold medal, the national training team in this winter vacation is steadily advancing. If the results are not satisfactory, you have to obediently prepare for the college entrance examination.

Shen Qingmeng was teaching Guo Ling and them math problems, when Lin Jing's phone came roaring.

hung up the first one, and the second one came in again, and Shen Qingmeng could only pick it up.

Before he could speak, Lin Jing's roar came out of the earpiece, first with an indescribable mouth fragrance: "#%&@*, Yan Haoran is a dog, he checked the results and sent me a screenshot." I'm really cheap, and I clicked on it. I! By! Drama! Penetrate! Finish!!!! “

As you can tell, I'm really angry.

Shen Qingmeng smiled, and the point of Lin Jing's anger was that Yan Haoran told him about the results in advance, which showed that the results were really good.

So Shen Qingmeng asked: "So what exactly is the achievement?" ”

After this question, several people present stared at each other and pricked up their ears to listen, looking more interested than Shen Qingmeng about the result.

But Lin Jing was still very angry and said: "Even if I know in advance, there will still be a sense of ritual such as checking the results, you wait for me, I will be there soon." ”

Shen Qingmeng hung up the phone, looked at their expectant eyes, and said helplessly: "He refused to tell me and insisted on coming over to check again." ”

Soon, Lin Jing arrived at the door.

As soon as Shen Qingmeng opened the door, Lin Jing stretched out his long hand and directly hugged Shen Qingmeng into his arms, tightly.

"Hey, you're crazy again," Shen Qingmeng struggled, "Now I don't need to check the results, whether it's a gold medal or not." ”

Hearing this, Lin Jing pushed her away even more angrily: "Did you also secretly check your results?!" ”

Shen Qingmeng tilted his head to look at him: "Isn't it?" ”

Lin Jing nodded angrily and helplessly: "Yes, Gold Award." ”

Shen Qingmeng opened his arms and gave him a hug again: "Congratulations to you, and congratulations to myself." ”

The people in the living room heard their conversation as if they were more excited than the people involved. In Shen Qingmeng's scream, Lin Jing picked her up and spun her around, and the coaxing in the room was even louder.

Lin Jing put Shen Qingmeng down, pulled her into the door, turned on the phone skillfully, and logged in.

The title of the website reads: List of winners of the 39th OTIN National League

The first line, Gold Award: Shen Qingmeng, Yan Haoran, Lin Jing.

Sure enough, checking the results in person is a very ceremonial thing, Shen Qing dreamed.