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"Ha," Yang Xiaoyou yawned, feeling his eyes a bit dry. He rubbed them a couple of times and then set down his arms, which had been typing away for the entire night.
His thought process allowed him to keep working without needing to pause for long periods of contemplation; his fingers had not stopped moving across the keyboard all night.
Even with Yang Xiaoyou's robust physique, the continuous typing had left his arms feeling somewhat sore, more exhausting than a physical fight with someone else.
As he initiated the compilation process, Yang Xiaoyou leaned back in his chair, watching the progress bars for several modules displayed on the screen.
Due to an excessive amount of program injections at once, the compilation speed was rather slow. After glancing around, he stood up, ready to go find something to eat.
Although Yang Xiaoyou often appeared lazy and seemed like he could fall asleep at any moment, he could go without sleep for extended periods when necessary, just like how one could accumulate nutrition and then fast during critical times.
Once he stepped out of the lab, he felt revitalized and headed straight for the school cafeteria. Personally, he rarely visited the cafeteria.
"Hmm? Li Hong isn't here? That's unusual," he said as he held a cup of soy milk and two steamed buns. The slightly tanned boy arrived at the lab door and peered inside, surprised. Given Li Hong's usual personality, she should have already been there working by this time.
Especially with the competition approaching, everyone else's projects were nearing completion while hers was still lagging behind. It wasn't due to a lack of ability; her goals were simply too ambitious.
However, knowing she wouldn't be absent, the boy thought for a moment before walking in to refine his new project that he hoped would impress both the teacher and Li Hong.
After placing the breakfast he brought for Li Hong in her designated spot, he moved to the closest available workstation. He soon noticed that her computer was still on. Moving the mouse to disable the screensaver revealed several progress bars slowly advancing on the screen.
"What is this? How can so many modules be compiled simultaneously?" Wang Cheng, who had decent skills in this area, was intrigued enough to sit down. He dragged one of the progress bars and began reading through some of the completed modules.
"Hmm? You're working hard today. Not bad," Li Hong said with a smile as she walked in and saw Wang Cheng focused on the screen.
Among their competition team members, Wang Cheng was the only one who caught Li Hong's attention. There was a bit of rivalry between them, but perhaps it was precisely because of that dynamic.
Recently, for some reason, Wang Cheng had started pursuing her. Li Hong didn't have much experience dealing with such situations; Wang Cheng had taken the initiative. Regardless of her thoughts on it, pursuing someone was Wang Cheng's own choice.
For now, they mostly maintained a friendship.
"Ah, yes. Uh, have you not used this computer before?" Wang Cheng asked curiously as he snapped out of his focus upon hearing Li Hong's voice.
"Nope. Why? Did someone mess with your stuff? A new recruit used this computer yesterday," Li Hong replied with a shake of her head.
"Newcomer? What kind of newcomer?" At this moment, Wang Cheng felt a bit intrigued.
"I don't know, I guess he has some basic skills, but it seems like he can't focus. Just because of him, I had to do some extra work on Jin Bai's project last night," Li Hong clearly had a poor first impression of Yang Xiaoyou. For students like her who specialized in their fields, the school was relatively lenient; as long as they passed their core courses, they could manage their time freely.
"Anyone who actively signs up must have some skills. Do we not know each other?" Wang Cheng continued.
"I've never seen him in the lab before. He has a bit of a reputation at school; he once beat Sun Jun and even acted in a play with Liu Lianyue. He probably wants to earn some credits. Last night, his input speed for the Perpetual Calendar program was quite fast, and there were no compilation errors. His fundamentals seem decent," Li Hong said as she settled into her seat, not rejecting the breakfast Wang Cheng had brought her, munching on it as she spoke.
"Oh, so that's how it is. He probably paid someone to help him with the program. Isn't this just an attempt to use this opportunity to make up credits? That's normal," Wang Cheng concluded, immediately forming a reasonable definition of Yang Xiaoyou.
Initially, there wasn't much to say about the Perpetual Calendar project alone, but what about this one? Don't tell me he put it all together in one night; it clearly looks like he copied an existing program and just compiled it. I wonder how much he paid for that.
Although he had only seen part of it, from what he could tell, it already had considerable commercial value. The cost must have been significant, and what's more impressive is that it fully met the requirements for the innovation competition. It seemed like he put in some effort; there were quite a few wealthy students at Yuying Middle School.
Thinking of this made a smile flash across Wang Cheng's face. If he was messing around without even being present, then he couldn't blame himself; when it came to cheaters, it was entirely the other party's fault.
He then directly detached the external solid-state drive from the main unit and greeted Li Hong before leaving with the drive.
The lab's teacher, Zhu Qibiao, managed things relatively loosely; as long as nothing was broken, students could borrow equipment first and submit applications later.
"The taste isn't great, but it definitely fills you up," Yang Xiaoyou said after letting out a satisfied burp as he lazily climbed up the stairs. The cafeteria at Yuying Middle School was quite peculiar, with an overwhelming variety of food options.
For students from less fortunate families, there were free steamed buns and soy milk available, while the wealthy enjoyed delicacies like bird's nest porridge—everything one could imagine was there.
With so many windows available, Yang Xiaoyou could easily sample food from each one. Of course, he consciously avoided the items exclusive to the rich.
After making his rounds, he surprisingly managed to fill himself completely despite his usual appetite.
Pulling out a steel needle to pick his teeth as he walked into the lab, Yang Xiaoyou was slightly surprised to see Li Hong already there so early. Her achievements were indeed not just luck.
"Hey, good morning." As a future member of the electronics team, Yang Xiaoyou took the initiative to greet her.
Li Hong was somewhat taken aback by Yang Xiaoyou's early arrival but soon realized that he needed to submit results for their project soon. Given his poor first impression, she found it hard to think positively about him.
However, in the end, Yang Xiaoyou took the initiative to greet, and she was still polite about it.
"Uh, Li Hong, where's the hard drive for the computer?" Yang Xiaoyou arrived at her seat and saw that the computer was turned off and the external slots were empty. She looked a bit dazed as she spoke.
"Do you have something in there? One of our group members just took it. He usually uses this computer," Li Hong explained.
"Oh, it's fine. He'll bring it back when he's done. It's just a break now; I was exhausted yesterday," Yang Xiaoyou replied casually as she left the lab after stretching her shoulders.
Yesterday, she had already organized most of the main programs. Now she just needed to work on some circuit diagrams, start splicing in reality, assemble the components, and then transfer the program onto the chip that her teacher had lent her. That would be almost done.
Even with adding checks and final improvements, there was still enough time left.
Seeing that Yang Xiaoyou had only come over to take a quick look before leaving, Li Hong's slightly improved impression of her instantly worsened again.
Perhaps Wang Cheng was right; he had just paid others to complete two designs and was merely using this opportunity to earn credits.
Thinking of this made her heart swell with disdain. So many people worked so hard to enter this team, representing the school and even the country in such competitions, yet there were still those who simply exploited these opportunities for their own selfish desires. It was truly despicable.
After eating too much spicy food, she felt a dull pain in her stomach. Ah, tragedy continues...
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