Hidden identities of the AI Heiress-Chapter 951: Qiao Yun Continues to Slap Faces; The Vest is Known
Old Master Li guessed correctly; the atmosphere at Future Alliance was eerily low-pressure, with everyone looking dispirited like frostbitten eggplants.
After the first two rounds, they had realized just how terrifying the strength of Tianqi Research Institute was.
And it wasn’t even Tianqi’s A-grade researchers competing, but a girl who had just graduated from high school.
Jiang Jing, sensing the mood was off, forced a relaxed tone: "Although we’ve lost two rounds, there’s still the last one. As long as we win the final competition, that’s all that matters."
Her words were true, of course—provided that they could win.
Jiang Jing clenched her fists and gritted her molars. Was Qiao Yun even human?
Even if she was jealous and unwilling to admit that Qiao Yun was stronger, now she had to face the harsh truth: Qiao Yun had a vastly commanding lead over them in the previous two rounds, which was indeed frightening.
Darren’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Hearing Jiang Jing’s words of comfort didn’t soothe him but made him even more irritated: "So what if we win? We’ve lost twice. Even if Tianqi loses the last match, they’ll still come away with the reputation."
This ran completely contrary to Future Alliance’s goal in challenging Tianqi.
Darren frowned in irritation, unwilling to admit that he had no confidence in the imminent final competition.
Jiang Jing noticed Darren’s hesitation, her eyes dropping; they had not yet begun, and already confidence was lost. For the final round, Future Alliance feared...
...
Soon, the third round began.
The third round was about research and development capabilities; the competitors needed to assemble a complete and flexible robot from the provided limited materials on-site. After assembly, the judges would review and determine the best robot, awarding first place to its creator.
This round tested not only R&D capabilities but also thinking and structural abilities.
What was most challenging was patience.
After all, patience was paramount for any researcher.
As before, there was a time limit for the competition: a total of two hours of creation time.
The final round came with a few days of preparation time, so they mostly had rough plans ready.
When Qiao Yun went on stage, she still received thunderous applause. She walked to the workstation expressionlessly and started her work with complete focus.
No one knew the various components better than her.
She and Han Zhou divided their tasks clearly, working swiftly. As soon as she picked up a part, she automatically knew where in the robot it belonged.
She was earnest and silent, yet this did not prevent the audience from seeing the confidence of a first-place winner emanating from her.
This time Darren had no time to provoke Qiao Yun; after only a glance at her, he started his own work.
The venue fell into a momentary silence; all were intently watching the competition.
Just as the competition was intensifying, and everyone thought the last round would be long.
Suddenly.
Qiao Yun raised her hand to signal: "I’m finished."
The crowd snapped out of their trance, followed by an outburst of exclamations.
"What did she just say? Am I deaf? Did she say she’s finished?"
"You’re not deaf; she really is finished."
"Holy shit, how long has it been, just forty minutes and she’s done?"
Look at the other two teams; they’ve only completed basic forms, and Tianqi’s side is done?
You’re too strong, boss!
Darren froze, looking at Qiao Yun’s side in disbelief, his emotions a mess and his expression one of utter shock.
She actually finished?
In desperation, Darren broke into a profuse sweat, glanced at the time, and quickened his pace. Maybe he was too hasty, but there was one program that just wouldn’t come out right.
Until the end of the competition time, he had no choice but to stop.
Darren’s face turned ashen, sweat pouring down his forehead.
He consoled himself that it was okay. Just because Qiao Yun finished first, it didn’t mean the completion of her work would be higher than his. As long as his completion rate was higher than Qiao Yun’s, what did it matter if she finished first?
He exhaled and waited for the judges to review and score his work.
Soon, his score came out—91 points for completion.
Below the stage.
Adrian showed a displeased expression, clearly very dissatisfied with the score of 91 points, since Darren being his most valued student meant his abilities were certainly not lacking.
Yet he made such a big mistake now, probably influenced by Qiao Yun.
"Is this score too high or too low?" whispered Shen Qi, "There is no reference, Li Brother, how many points do you think Professor Qiao will get?"
Without a second thought, Li Hanzhou said, "Perfect score."
Shen Qi thought to himself that it was a pointless question; after all, Master Li held absolute trust in Professor Qiao.
Li Hanzhou raised an eyebrow: "What, you don’t believe it?"
Shen Qi hesitated: "It’s not that I don’t believe it, it just seems a bit uncertain to get a perfect score in such a short time."
Li Hanzhou smiled faintly: "It seems you haven’t learned your lesson from the first two rounds."
Shen Qi felt a sting in his face at the mention of it, a real sting.
After Darren’s score was announced, the next one was from Tianqi Research Institute.
No dawdling.
The score came out quickly—the completion of Tianqi’s work was—perfect score!
The audience burst into exclamations: "Holy shit!"
A perfect score!
This time, Shen Qi was much calmer, only his eyes opened wide: "It’s really a perfect score! Li Brother, tell me honestly, do you have the ability to predict the future?"
Li Hanzhou spoke nonchalantly: "This kind of competition is as simple as eating for her."
Shen Qi: "..." It’s not like you were competing, look how proud you are.
To be honest, creating a work with 100% completion in forty minutes is truly impressive.
Shen Qi, for the umpteenth time, doubted whether Professor Qiao was even human.
Not only Shen Qi was shocked, no matter how many times, the audience would always be astonished by Qiao Yun’s strength.
"One hundred percent, a perfect score!"
"Is this the gap between a learning god and us mere mortals?"
"Qiao Yun is already so strong at such a young age, what about the future? China’s technology might depend on her."
Qiao Yun accepted everyone’s praise; she stood up straight with a lazy expression, giving a slight nod when she heard the score, indicating that she understood.
As composed as could be.
Teacher Han clicked his tongue and whispered softly: "Teacher, it took a bit long this time."
Let it be known, Professor Qiao’s fastest time was ten minutes—forty minutes was nothing.
Qiao Yun hummed in agreement, quite reasonably: "Since it’s a competition, you should enjoy it properly and not be impatient."
"Oh." Teacher Han obediently heeded the advice.
Indeed, Qiao Yun was enjoying the competition, which is why she deliberately slowed down for the last round.
She didn’t expect her opponent to be so slow.
It took them two hours to finish, and it wasn’t even 100% complete.
Qiao Yun curled her lip, so silly.
...
Darren’s figure swayed. For the first time, he knew what was called a devastating blow.
Too terrifying.
If it weren’t for the sake of face, he could have performed a faint right there and then.
He was keenly aware that once or twice could be counted as accidents, but thrice can only mean that Qiao Yun truly possesses the strength, and this strength even surpasses his own.
Standing behind Darren, Jiang Jing had already lost all expression at this point; she couldn’t accept the result, but what could she do about it? Qiao Yun was far ahead of her.
Next, the scores for Huo Research Institute were announced, higher than the Future Alliance with 95 points, a very commendable score.
The people at Huo Research Institute tried to find joy amidst their sorrow, thinking at least they fared better than the Future Alliance.
As for Tianqi Research Institute, forget about it, don’t even compare.
In the future, if they are a part of any competition, one must stay far, far away.
The three rounds of competition came to an end.
Grand Elder Li announced with pride, "I declare that this exchange competition is won by Tianqi Research Institute, you are the rightful champions!"
Cheers erupted from the crowd.
Tianqi Research Institute’s victory meant a victory for China’s technology!
They proved with their absolute ability to those who looked down on domestic technology that we too have our strong contenders!
In the spectator stands, everyone applauded for Qiao Yun.
Li Hanzhou even stood up, looking up at the girl on stage with a smile that was both tender and deep.
Qiao Yun saw it, and she curled up the corners of her mouth at him; she did not disappoint everyone’s expectations.
...
Some rejoiced while others lamented.
In the spectator stands, Adrian stood up furiously, hardly able to believe that they had lost, and lost so horribly at that! Moreover, to be defeated by a brat – he could already imagine how the media would report on the Future Alliance.
It was too embarrassing; better to rush back to M country, he really couldn’t afford to lose this face.
Fu Yun also had an unhappy expression, wringing her fingers, she couldn’t believe and muttered, "She actually won."
"I’ve always known she would be a formidable opponent, but she’s even more powerful than I imagined," Huo Lin became even more curious about Qiao Yun’s background.
She certainly is more than just the Miss of the Lu Family and the foster daughter of the Qiao Family!
Fu Yun stood up with a not-so-good-looking face, "I am going back first."
She disliked Qiao Yun, and now seeing Qiao Yun win, she felt an unsettling discomfort in her heart.
"Mrs. Jiang, please let Jingjing know that I’m feeling unwell and leaving early."
"Ah, okay, okay, I got it," Xu Qiao was worried about Jiang Jing, and seeing Fu Yun not comforting Jiang Jing but instead leaving mercilessly, she was quite dissatisfied.
Is this how a godmother acts?
Xu Qiao internally panicked, worried that after this event, Fu Yun would start to neglect Jingjing.
"I’ll walk you out," Huo Lin stood up, intending to see Fu Yun off to her car.
Fu Yun paused in her steps, her face grew even uglier: "Alin, are you afraid that I’ll go and find Jiujiu, so you decide to walk me out?"
Huo Lin naturally wouldn’t tell the truth and smoothly responded, "You’re overthinking, I didn’t mean that."
"Really?" Fu Yun stared at him.
Huo Lin looked at her calmly, "Of course."
A moment later, Fu Yun relented in frustration, "Alright then, if you say so."
She wanted to find Jiujiu, but the prerequisite was knowing where she was; even if she went to look for her, with Qiao Yun there, Jiujiu would definitely not agree to meet her.
Thinking of this, Fu Yun felt tightness in her chest and shortness of breath.
She had intended to teach Qiao Yun a harsh lesson, but ended up infuriating herself, if she had known, she wouldn’t have come to watch the competition.
Huo Lin accompanied Fu Yun on her way out, and just as they reached the exit, they were blocked by someone.
Because it was the site of the competition, Huo Lin did not bring bodyguards. His eyes turned cold as he asked the people blocking their way, "What is this about?"
Zhou You replied in an official tone, "Mr. Huo, our master has invited Miss Fu."
Fu Yun was unaware of who these people were and seeing that they wanted to take her away, she quickly hid behind Huo Lin and her eyebrows shot up as she questioned, "Is this how you invite someone?"
In his mind, Zhou You thought, Heh, it would be nice if the old witch didn’t kidnap you.
On the other hand, Huo Lin could still respond calmly, "And who is your master?"
Zhou You told the truth, "Pei Ya."
"Is Jiujiu looking for me?" A surprised expression crossed Fu Yun’s face, and she quickly stepped out from behind Huo Lin, happily saying, "Where is he? Let’s go, take me to see him quickly."
She couldn’t help but think, had Jiujiu come around and finally was willing to see her, his relative?
She felt somewhat tearful, and there was a sense of the bitterness pass to bring sweetness at last.
However, Huo Lin was not as optimistic and asked with a frown, "What does he want with my mother?"
Zhou You smiled and said, "Mr. Huo, this has nothing to do with you."
Huo Lin’s brows furrowed even deeper, being the person in charge of the Huo Family, it was rare for someone to treat him with such impoliteness.
Zhou You smiled cheerfully, "Miss Fu, please follow us."
Fu Yun, still basking in the joy of Pei Ya finally acknowledging her, thoughtlessly agreed to follow them.
Huo Lin knew he couldn’t stop his mother, and if he did, he would likely be blamed later. So he said only, "Mom, let me accompany you."
"Okay," Fu Yun didn’t object, and she straightened her hair a bit to look more dignified.
Seeing this, Zhou You just raised an eyebrow and allowed Huo Lin to follow.
It wasn’t possible to completely offend him by not allowing him to follow.
Huo Lin’s expression was unreadable.
His intuition told him that whatever Pei Ya wanted with his mother was most certainly not something good.
...
After the competition ended.
Qiao Yun stepped off the stage, the Lu Family and Su Family had already been waiting for her in advance.
The applause from the audience had not yet subsided.
Lu Shiran was the first to rush in front of Qiao Yun, excitedly saying, "Sister, you were so awesome, I really admire you from the bottom of my heart. To be able to win in such a dire situation, if it were me I’d definitely be stunned."
He was referring to the unexpected occurrences during the second round of the competition.
Qiao Yun didn’t feel much on stage at the moment, but now, being watched by her family with admiring looks, she finally knew shyness.
"It was just moderately awesome."
Lu Shiran said, "Sister, you’re so humble."
Su Qingqing pushed Lu Shiran aside and asked curiously, "Cousin, during the second round, did you deliberately score 9999 points?"
Qiao Yun nodded lightly in a forthright manner.
Surprised, Su Qingqing looked at Qiao Yun and then laughed, "It’s good that it was on purpose."
When Shen Qi came over with Li Hanzhou, he saw Qiao Yun surrounded by her family. He was too excited and couldn’t hold back; he walked over and called out, "Professor Qiao, you’re too awesome. This competition was amazing, it’s the first time in my life that I’ve witnessed such an exciting competition."
Pulling out his phone he said, "Since I’m half a student of yours, let me arrange the celebration banquet."
The Lu Family hurriedly waved their hands, how could they impose like this.
Shen Qi gestured largely, it was nothing to be embarrassed about. Today, I’m rejoicing for my teacher, and no one is allowed to stop me.
Collectedly puzzled Su Qingqing and somewhat surprised Su Qingyan exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.
Finally, it was Su Qingyan who spoke with difficulty, he turned to Shen Qi and asked, "Regarding the banquet, we’ll argue about it later. First, tell me, what are you calling my cousin?"
Shen Qi answered subconsciously, "Professor Qiao, of course."
