"Apparently not. I heard it's a team called PT, very formidable—they scored ten times higher than the second place in the problem-solving round."
Cui Xing felt even more awkward. It seemed Mr. Ren had deliberately looked into this. Well, of course, why else would someone come all the way to watch an offline competition?
"So even the best computer science department at Qingzhou University is just so-so." The man chuckled and ascended the steps.
Cui Xing broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to say anything, and obediently followed behind.
The venue for the competition was on the first floor in the main hall. On the east side of the hall stood a massive electronic screen, which displayed the real-time scores during the match. In front of the screen, there was an open area with ten tables arranged.
