"Holy shit! The Turtle?! He's the national champion for hacking competitions and broke the record last year! I heard he's a Chunark guy, a young Easterner!"
Oliver Charles immediately looked up admiringly, "Yes, he's my idol! If I had half, no, a third of his skills, optimizing this would be a piece of cake!"
As Eve Thompson walked past Oliver Charles, she happened to hear this name. She paused and looked over, seeing Oliver's infatuated expression. She couldn't help but curl her lips, revealing an ambiguous smile, and subconsciously glanced at his screen.
The optimization seemed complex, but with a different approach and a modified algorithm, it was quite simple.
Oliver noticed her gaze and sneered, "Panda eyes, can you understand this? Better focus on passing your major courses first!"
Eve Thompson: ...
Her sister's major courses were indeed a bit lacking.
