Du Mingwei and the teachers from the Computing Faculty were already there when Qiao Nian arrived outside the arts building.
Du Mingwei heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing that the girl had arrived on time. He quickly walked up to Qiao Nian, his lips pursed tightly. He hid his nervousness and asked, "Qiao Nian, how are your preparations?"
The other three people from the group competition had already arrived. They were all sitting in front of their computers. The staff had already checked their belongings. All that was missing was Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian would definitely be entering the venue soon.
Du Mingwei would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.
After all, this was the first time that China had entered the group stage of the international software competition. Qiao Nian was under pressure, and so was he.
His cell phone was about to explode these days.
They were all people who had inquired about their group's preparation progress.
