After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

At three o'clock in the afternoon, local time, the plane landed at Kos Airport.

As soon as the group of four left the hall, a car came to pick them up.

After about 50 minutes, we arrived at the Suweiqi Hotel.

In the two standard rooms, Jiang Fuyue and Fanye are together, and Gao Zhaoming is naturally with Huang Hui.

Pack up your luggage, put on a thick enough coat, and the four of you go to the restaurant for dinner.

Compared with IPhO's mighty national team, IOI competes in the name of individuals, so there is no problem of forming a team or not.

Therefore, there are very few companions in the whole restaurant, and most of them are alone.

Jiang Fuyue's four people are an alternative.

Huang Hui: "I heard that there are 341 contestants from 87 countries participating in this IOI."

Compared with IPhO, it is not an exaggeration to say that people are dying.

"When I went to pick up the steak in the dining area just now, I heard two professors discussing the contestant." Gao Zhaoming said with a sip of juice and smacking his lips.

Huang Hui: "What happened to the person who asked the question?"

"It seems to be from Huaxia, and it has a lot of background."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, and immediately burst into laughter.

Fan Ye blinked, holding her cheeks in her hands, and asked shyly, "Sister Yue, what are you laughing at? Can't you let the Chinese people ask questions?"

"No. Usually, the IOI six-question question will be asked by the organizer to invite computer programming experts from six different countries, so there is no question maker from China, and it can only be said that one of the questioners is from China."

"As far as I know, the organizer of IOI has not sent an invitation letter to Huaxia for five consecutive years. Therefore, it is hard to say this year."

Gao Zhaoming suddenly realized: "So that's the case. I just heard those two professors have nose and eyes, and thought it was true."

Jiang Fuyue: "Not necessarily."

"what?"

"What if we really invite experts from China to come up with questions this year?"

"Will it be difficult?"

Jiang Fuyue: "It depends on the order in which the questions appear. The last question is the finale, and it must be more difficult than the previous one."

After dinner, the four of them did not intend to go out for a stroll, so they went back to their rooms.

Country E is a high latitude area, and it has already begun to feel cool before September.

In addition, the area is vast and sparsely populated. As soon as it gets dark, almost no one walks around outside, so there is nothing to do when you go out. It is better to rest early and recharge your batteries.

That night, Jiang Fuyue took Jiang Xiaodi to watch the night scene of Kos through the window.

"Sister, it's so dark there!"

"Not only dark, but also cold."

"Then you need to wear more clothes. You can't catch a cold. It's hard to catch a cold."

"Okay." He was really a warm man.

At the end of the video, Jiang Fuyue logged on to the short vibrato app to watch Jiang Xiaodi's live broadcast yesterday.

After Wu Qian came back, he really put a lot of thought into it.

In addition to the simple eating and broadcasting mode in the past, he also put a video of Jiang Xiaodi cooking and cooking on Weibo, which was unexpectedly popular.

He immediately applied for account verification and began to operate on both sides, which has achieved initial results.

The economic company has also found an office location, which is in the office building opposite Linnan No. 1 Middle School, so that it is convenient to take care of younger brother Jiang in the future. It is said that it has been renovated two days ago.

Wu Qian knew that she was out of town and had to go abroad to compete, and he did not pretend to invite her to visit, but only packaged the photos and sent them to her mailbox, ranging from the overall layout of the studio to the small size of each table and chair. He put a lot of thought into it.

After Jiang Fuyue received the photo, she took the initiative to call him.

Wu Qian was flattered.

As soon as she asked if she was short of money, she immediately said, "There is no shortage, it's okay for the time being."

Jiang Fuyue is not reluctant.

In addition, the airman with a nice voice that I met at the airport before went to look for Wu Qian.

"The appearance is good, the sound is very distinctive, and the visual inspection can be hot!" This is Wu Qian's feedback.

After that, the contract was successfully signed, and accounts have been registered on major platforms, but the first shot is still being planned. Whether it can be launched depends on Wu Qian's operational capabilities.

So far, the two anchors of the studio are in place, and their daily work is carried out normally.

However, Jiang Fuyue didn't care at all.

There is no need for suspects, and there is no doubt about employment. Since she is handed over to Wu Qian, she will never interfere with his decision-making. The financial report at the end of the year can naturally explain everything.

Same hotel, top floor suite.

Xie Dingyuan was sitting on the sofa, the computer in front of him was on, and the screen stayed on the standard program trial run page.

At hand is the roster of the IOI contestants.

Recalling that he had already refused, but he finally slapped himself, and sent an email to the organizer to win the title of the finale. Who would have thought that it was just to teach a little girl who didn't know the sky and the sky?

But now...

Xie Dingyuan shook his head, and a sigh escaped from his lips.

His fingertips touched one of the boxes on the list, and the words "Jiang Fuyue" were written on it.

Even through the paper, the girl's face could appear in my mind unconsciously, accompanied by the throbbing of the heartbeat, wave after wave.

Xie Dingyuan actually couldn't understand his current state.

Reason tells him that you need to be calm; but the brain is always sending exciting instructions.

He seems to be split in two, one half is awake and the other half is out of control, this feeling is really...

Very fucked up!

Two more, two thousand words.

It's half past three!