Writing Love Letters at the Competition Venue

"Look at him," Jiang Shuqin sneered coldly. "Lin Xuan is here to embarrass himself! He didn't even attempt a single question and just gave up."

"It's a good thing he's no longer part of our Lin family, or else he would have completely disgraced us!"

Lin Chang frowned deeply.

"President Su, what is Young Master Lin doing?" Jiang Qing asked, her eyes filled with shock. "Is he giving up because he doesn't know how to solve the problems?"

"No, he knows how," Su Hua replied, a faint smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with adoration. "He just thinks an hour is too much time, so he wants to take a nap. When the time is right, he'll solve those computer problems."

Her Ah Xuan is truly one of a kind.

"President Su, there are only two hours for these ten questions. That's just twelve minutes per question. There's no time to spare, let alone nap!" Jiang Qing said, her confusion evident.

Su Hua glanced at her indifferently. "Want to make a bet?"

"What kind of bet?" Jiang Qing asked, puzzled.

"I bet Ah Xuan will take first place this time. If I win, I'll deduct three months of your salary and bonus," Su Hua said calmly. "If I lose, I'll give you a thirty-million-yuan bonus this month."

Jiang Qing's eyes lit up.

This was a sure-win deal.

She admitted that Young Master Lin was quite capable, but he wasn't that extraordinary.

She was certain she would win this time.

"Alright, President Su, I'll take that bet!" Jiang Qing declared.

Su Hua's lips curved slightly.

The money deducted from Secretary Jiang would make a nice allowance for Ah Xuan.

The competition continued tensely.

Time ticked by, and Lin Li had already solved three problems, while Lin Xuan still hadn't woken up.

"Is he giving up?"

"How could such an important competition allow someone like this to participate? It seems Qinghua University is losing its reputation."

"Qinghua University is full of rich kids, and it's a private university. They can do whatever they want. I bet Lin Xuan got this opportunity through money or connections."

The audience whispered among themselves.

The team leader from Qinghua University was also baffled by Lin Xuan's actions.

A computer science professor called to check on the competition. "How's the competition going?"

He was busy and hadn't been able to watch the live broadcast, so he called to get an update.

"Wang Dahe is performing well. We're in first place after the first two rounds, one point ahead of Yundu University," the team leader reported.

The professor breathed a sigh of relief.

They hadn't dragged the team down, and it seemed the championship was within reach.

"However..." the team leader hesitated.

"However what?" the professor asked.

"Lin Xuan didn't solve a single question in the third round. He fell asleep and hasn't woken up after half an hour," the team leader said, feeling a headache coming on.

Their university finally had a chance to win, but Lin Xuan was ruining it.

"Is that so?"

The professor chuckled lightly. "Don't worry. Just wait and see. He'll wake up when the time is right and finish the problems."

"But even if he can solve them, there might not be enough time," the team leader said, frowning.

"He knows what he's doing. Trust him," the professor said before hanging up.

The team leader was still full of doubts.

Could Lin Xuan really solve those problems in such a short time?

Lin Li had already finished the fifth problem. He glanced at Lin Xuan's progress.

Lin Xuan: 0%?

Lin Li frowned and looked in Lin Xuan's direction, only to find him sleeping.

Lin Li couldn't help but sneer.

It seemed Lin Xuan knew he couldn't compete and had given up.

At least he had some self-awareness.

Lin Xuan appeared to be sleeping, but in reality, he had entered a space where he was experimenting with a poison. When he finally succeeded, he leisurely emerged from the space.

He noticed there were still seventy minutes left in the competition.

Too much time.

Lin Xuan picked up a draft paper and started sketching.

The team leader from Qinghua University's eyes lit up.

Was Lin Xuan finally going to solve the problems?

The technician in charge of switching the screen content directed the camera toward Lin Xuan's draft paper.

Everyone was stunned.

They thought Lin Xuan was writing down his problem-solving approach, but instead, he was drawing a picture.

On the paper was a man kneeling on one knee, facing a tall and slender woman.

He held her right hand and kissed the back of it.

After finishing the drawing, Lin Xuan began writing a series of cheesy love lines on the paper.

"In my eyes, you are the brightest star in the sky, flawless and perfect. I want to be with you forever, inseparable. Every moment apart from you, I miss you."

"From sunrise to moonrise, I think of you. In my heart and mind, I think of you..."

"..."

"I love you, for eternity."

The host: "..."

This move... was truly bold.

But thanks to Lin Xuan, the number of live viewers skyrocketed.

The Chinese audience loved drama and gossip.

How could they resist watching a public confession in the middle of such a serious competition?

"Slap—"

The team leader slapped his forehead in despair.

This was utterly humiliating.

Qinghua University was about to make history in computer competitions, and not in a good way.

This brat Lin Xuan was taking advantage of being President Su's boyfriend to do whatever he wanted...

But then again,

Now he understood why President Su was so taken with Lin Xuan.

The guy was a smooth talker. Who else would confess to their lover in front of a live audience during a computer competition?

What girl wouldn't be moved by that?

"Professor Wang," the team leader from Yundu University walked over with a smile. "It seems like you're going to lose to Yundu University again this time."

"The competition isn't over yet, Professor Lin. Don't celebrate too early," the team leader replied, though his voice lacked confidence.

Their chances of winning were slim.

"Alright, alright," the Yundu University team leader said with a smirk. "You still have a chance to win, even if it's just 0.1%, right?"

Su Hua looked at the love lines Lin Xuan had written, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

Jiang Qing rubbed her arms.

This couple was something else. At thirty years old, she had seen many couples, but none as cringe-worthy as these two.

"Qianqian, look! After writing all that, he glanced in your direction and smiled. He must have written it for you!" Zhang Li exclaimed excitedly.

Shen Qianqian lowered her head shyly.

In the past, she would have thought Lin Xuan was writing for that vixen, but this time, that woman wasn't here, and he kept looking in her direction.

So, it was likely, as Zhang Li said, that Lin Xuan liked her but had distanced himself for some reason.

Meanwhile, the live chat was flooded with comments.

"Ahhh, he confessed during the competition! This is too sweet. I'm going to faint!"

"Ugh, who can write me such a cheesy love letter?"

"Shut up, you hopeless romantics! This isn't just his competition. He represents his school and his team. Sleeping and writing love letters during the competition is so irresponsible!"

"Lin Li is the real MVP. A country bumpkin like Lin Xuan could never compare. A pheasant can't become a phoenix."

Lin Li's fanatics were already planning how to celebrate his victory.

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