Chapter 1417 Only Sister Nian Has the Slowest Hand

On the other hand, Mas looked coldly at the girl who deleted her Trojan program, sneered, showed a rather disdainful expression, and whispered, "I thought the woman Aiden feared had some real skills, but I didn't expect to be a coward."

He probably thought Qiao Nian's reaction was too boring, so he simply retracted his gaze and returned his attention to his computer.

This final competition is very pure - it is to make software.

Software has always been divided into several levels, from A-S level, each level is more powerful than the previous level software, the most powerful is the legendary S-level software.

But this kind of programming is very difficult, and Maas himself is not sure to make an S-level software in a short time.

So what he prepared this time was an A-level software.

A-level software is already a very rare software on the market, and it is more than enough to win this competition.

He is still very focused when he does things, at least more than he is privately focused, and in a blink of an eye he puts all his energy on programming.

The camera is on him.

Ma Si was focused, his face was almost expressionless, his hands were extremely fast, and the pride of being a top IT expert shrouded his eyebrows.

The roaring audience in the stands was shocked by the aura on him, and they all quieted down.

In addition to Maas, when the camera turned, it also fell on the players of country H.

He looks more cordial than Maas, and his single eyelid is also focused on software production.

Under the camera, his hand speed is equally astonishingly fast. Ordinary people can't compare to him, but he is still a little slower than Maas.

But he is more than enough chicken thieves.

When Maas read the computer to Qiao and put the Trojan horse, he caught the two of them wasting time and started programming early. At this moment, he has also done a lot, at least 30% of the progress.

The camera circled around, and it seemed that the only one who was slow was Qiao Nian.

After she solved the Trojan horse that Maas had implanted in her computer, she opened the programmer in a hurry, her right hand could not be used, she only used one hand, and her left hand tapped the keys on the keyboard, giving people a sense of cynicism... …

Very calm!

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offstage.

Qin Si looked around and saw Qiao Nian's peaked cap covering his chin. He was not in a hurry or slow, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged again in a hurry.

"Sister Qiao is too slow."

"Ms. Qiao's hand is injured after all. Only one hand can be used, and it's the left hand that we don't often use. It's normal to be slower." Zhang Yang looked up and looked at the situation on the field.

The arena is changing, not to mention this world-class professional competition.

He was afraid that in the blink of an eye, the situation would change again.

He watched the game so seriously, and of course he saw that Qiao Nian's hand speed was no match for the other two on the field.

Not to mention Masby, who deliberately provoked them when they started the game.

Qiao Nian's hand speed can't even match that of country H.

The current situation is not optimistic.

Qin Si doesn't know that Qiao Nian's situation is not good, and he is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he has no choice: "...even if sister Qiao doesn't take the first place, I hope that whoever, Park or something, will take the first place, and it will be better than horses. Sina is the best!"

"The game is not over yet, let's take a look at it first."

Bo Jingxing always felt that Qiao Nian's state on the field of competition was very similar to when he was in the Nine Schools. He somehow got a strange feeling in his heart, and he always felt that Qiao Nian would win.

Zhang Yang also echoed: "Yes, Qin Shao, the game is not over yet, let's wait until the software is finished."

Qin Si clenched his fists tightly, his eyes locked firmly on the field of play, and he stopped talking. He couldn't swallow this breath.