At the same time.
A.M. Computing Institute.
"What are you doing organizing a competition in a hurry?"
Si Chengyan asked gloomily.
He had been counting the participants since yesterday.
"What else is it for? If you were fancied, would I need to go through so much trouble?" Zhong Shenglin chuckled.
Hearing this, Si Chengyan immediately understood. "Is it because Nance wants to organize a competition?"
"What else?"
Zhong Shenglin glanced at him and said faintly.
"That's true. Where would we be able to get so much prize money?"
Si Chengyan nodded.
Zhong Shenglin was speechless.
Was this little brat asking for a scolding again?
Then…
Before Zhong Shenglin could find fault with him, Si Chengyan paused. When he saw the name of someone who had signed up, he could not help sneering.
