After Qin Youjiao regained her senses, she asked, "Zihuai, are you… helping Pei Yunge register?"
"That's right."
Cheng Zihuai's tone was slightly mocking as he said coldly, "Didn't she say that she likes computers? Then this time, I'll give her a chance."
"Zihuai, aren't you too amazing? I didn't even understand how you did it just now." Qin Youjiao praised him on the surface, but she was gloating in her heart.
So what if Pei Yunge had been in the limelight recently?
Cheng Zihuai still hated her so much.
As for the competition organized by the A.M. Computing Institute, she heard from Zi Huai that the people who participated were the younger top talents in the computing field. Wouldn't Pei Yunge be ridiculed if she went?
"I hacked into Class Seven's form teacher's computer. Although it's very time-consuming, it's worth it to give Pei Yunge a lesson."
