Chapter 97

National Olympiad in Informatics, or noi for short, is also called informatics competition.

Only after passing the noi domestic selection can they be eligible to participate in the summer camp, followed by the national team trial (CTSC). The students who finally stand out can participate in the international informatics Olympic competition, that is, IOI, on behalf of China.

This time, Jiang Fuyue will participate in the domestic selection.

After the high-speed railway arrived, she took the box and lined up to leave the station.

Midway, I received a call from Xu Jing——

"No. 7 middle school has arranged a pick-up station. You have just arrived in the imperial capital. You are not familiar with your place. I have said hello. Take their bus to the hotel together. That's it! Remember to call me when you arrive."

Then hang up.

Jiang Fuyue: "..." in fact, she wanted to say that she had called a car and could go directly to the hotel when she got out of the station.

However, considering Xu Jing's kindness, Jiang Fuyue silently returned the order and paid a liquidated damages.

Then walk out along the flow of people to the designated place and find the corresponding bus.

She was dragging the box and was about to walk over. Suddenly, a figure bumped from behind. Fortunately, she flashed quickly.

The girl looked sixteen or seventeen years old. She dragged two suitcases from left to right. She almost bumped into people and didn't stop to apologize. The wind brushed her and ran straight to the bus in front.

Jiang Fuyue frowned.

"Hello, I'm a student of No. 7 middle school. Is this our bus?" the girl stopped in front of the bus and asked.

"Yes," said the driver, nodding hurriedly, "please show me your student card."

"I have to look at my student ID card. I put it in my bag. How can I find so many things..." the girl murmured while flipping through her bag in the hot sun.

"Here! You see -"

The driver glanced briefly and waved, "OK, come on. Where's your student card?" his eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue.

"I'm from No. 1 middle school."

"Oh, it's you. Mr. Zhang said hello. Get in the car."

After Jiang Fuyue went up, he found that it was basically full. There were no two separate seats available. He could only take the remaining one with others.

She didn't care much. She chose one at random.

"I'm so sorry. I want to put my bag. You can sit with others."

Jiang Fuyue picked her eyebrows and sat opposite. The people next to her were lowering their heads to tidy up their skirts. They didn't find her sitting down. When they found out, they suddenly exclaimed——

"Who are you?"

Jiang Fuyue looked sideways. Oh, coincidentally, it was the girl who almost hit her just now.

"Isn't it from our No. 7 middle school?" the girl has a good voice and sounds very beautiful.

Jiang Fuyue's eyes were calm: "No."

"Then how did you get on our school bus?" Lin Yuan frowned and frowned. "And why didn't the driver check your student ID card?"

She heard it just now.

At this time, another man got on the bus. The people who had played with their mobile phones turned their eyes to the door.

Uh! Not that they got any orders, but

The visitor is so unique that it's hard to pay attention!

I saw the thin girl dragging a snake skin bag, holding a crumpled paper in her hand and handing it to the driver. The driver reached out and took it. The next second, she couldn't help but tilt her head back away. This smell

Tut!

Foot odor mixed with sweat odor, especially above the head.

He opened it hastily, glanced falsely, and then returned it to her like a hot potato: "all right, find a seat."

The girl said "thank you", but her accent was mixed with a "sour cabbage smell", which sounded awkward and funny.

Sure enough, the whole car laughed.

"This accent... How floating does it sound?"

"Just how floating! I still use snake skin pockets, my God!"

"How long hasn't she washed her face? It's dark and oily. She feels her brain is shining. She can look in the mirror. Ha ha..."

"Don't be so disgusting, OK? Return the mirror... There is a sour smell from head to foot. Who dares to approach?"

"In other words, did Duofu come to participate in the competition? Isn't that place poor and backward? There isn't even a decent school?"

"I don't know. I haven't been there anyway."

"I haven't been there either."

"Who will go to that dirty, messy and poor place? It's not fatal. I heard that people will be robbed when walking on the road, and it's useless to call the police, because there are no police at all."

"But the coastline there is beautiful..."

"Of course, the undeveloped islands are beautiful and primitive, but it also shows that the infrastructure is poor. It is said that most parts of the island are not connected with hydropower, and the primitive tribes can't even use coal. They drill wood for fire day by day."

"Shit! Is it true or false? Doesn't China care?"

"The isolated island formed by volcanic eruption was discovered only 20 years ago. It is too far away from the mainland and floats alone in the sea. It is out of reach to manage. What's more, the indigenous people on the island are very exclusive, do not accept assistance at all, and naturally do not obey management."

"So it's completely uncivilized. They are all barbarians..."

"Not necessarily. They still know to export pickled vegetables in exchange for living materials."

"Hahaha... Pickled cabbage flavor Mandarin has found its source!"

With all kinds of talk, the girl's face was cold, her dark eyes were wide and round, filled with anger, which was very different from the silence and stupidity when she first got on the bus.

"Don't speak ill of the you!" her thin voice and dull accent made people laugh even louder.

The girl clenched her teeth and trembled with anger. "You're not polite at all. I don't want to be in the same car with you!"

Then he picked up the snake skin bag and turned to go down.

"Wait..." at this time, Jiang Fuyue suddenly stood up.

Everyone focused on her, including Lin Yuan, whose nose was not her nose and whose eyes were not her eyes. Only then did they find that the girl in No. 1 middle school was damn beautiful!

Tall and white, slender waist and long legs, a pair of eyes as if inlaid with stars.

As soon as the girl's feet stagnated, she also looked at Jiang Fuyue with tears in her eyes. She sucked her nose and asked, "what can I do for you?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I'm with you."

"Ah?" the girl was a little confused.

Ten minutes later, when they were sitting in a comfortable and spacious car, blowing a long and cool air conditioner, and looking at the high-rise buildings retreating outside the window, the girl's eyes were at a loss.

Just listen to her——

"Are you Agatha?"

Agatha, which means "moon goddess" in the language of Duofu earth, is the patron saint of Duofu women.

Jiang Fuyue was stunned when she heard the speech.

Because twenty years ago, a floating man asked her the same question.

Are you our AGTA?