If She Isn't a Doctorate, Is She a Master's?
If She Isn't a Doctorate, Is She a Master's?
Bo Jingxing couldn't answer for a moment.
"She…" He was about to say that Qiao Nian was not from the Ninth Branch.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wangchuan walked past him and narrowed his eyes. He looked elegant and lazy. His voice was clear and melodious, and there was a hint of arrogance in it. "She's a newcomer to our Ninth Branch this year, not a doctorate's."
"Not a doctorate's?" The blond middle-aged man was stunned. He looked at the girl on the stage and turned to look at him with interest. "Oh, no wonder. I was wondering why she looked so young. Which university is she from?"
The Ninth Branch was the top research institute in the country. Any one of them would have a doctorate degree.
A master's degree was the worst level that the other party could think of.
Who knew.
Ye Wangchuan smiled and placed his hand on the conference table. He looked at the girl walking up the stage and smiled. "No, she doesn't have a master's degree either."
"…Not a master's degree?" The person looked at Qiao Nian's overly young face and pondered for a moment. Although it was a little unbelievable, he still asked, "Is she a university student?
"Qing University?
"Nanjing University?"
The other party only knew these two universities in the country and did not know much about the other schools.
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyes. His eyes were deep as he looked at him and said something that shocked all the overseas experts.
"No. She's in her third year of high school and has not gone to university yet."
The experts of MGP and MIT, two of the top overseas organizations, were silent. They looked at each other and did not understand what the Ninth Branch was doing.
For such a top-notch academic conference, why did the Ninth Branch find a high school student?
Bo Jingxing could see that the atmosphere in the meeting room had become strange. The twenty-plus experts looked at each other in confusion.
His temples twitched violently a few times as he lowered his voice. "Wangchuan, what are you doing? Don't tell me you're really going to let Qiao Nian speak on Luo Qing's behalf?"
"Why not?" The man with narrowed eyes looked calm. He leaned against the back of the chair. His relaxed appearance showed that he wasn't worried at all.
He wasn't worried about Qiao Nian replacing Luo Qing at all.
Bo Jingxing took a deep breath. No matter how deeply he breathed, he couldn't be as calm as Ye Wangchuan was. He turned his head and looked at the podium.
The girl had already walked to the computer on stage and inserted the USB drive she had brought into the projected computer. When everything was ready, she looked up. Her cold and oppressive face was very eye-catching. Her dark eyes were like stars in the night. Her aura was strong. "Hello, experts. I'm Qiao Nian. I'll introduce driverless technology to everyone today…"
The girl's voice reverberated in the conference room on the stairs. It was a clear and hoarse voice that inexplicably caught people's attention.
Bo Jingxing was originally restless, but now, he couldn't help but turn his attention to the girl on the stage and was inexplicably attracted to her.
Qiao Nian bent her legs. The legs wrapped in her jeans were straight and long. She bent down, operated the mouse with one hand, and typed the keyboard with the other hand skillfully. Without looking up, she said slowly in a slightly cold tone, "Before demonstrating the driverless operating system, I'll show everyone how to resolve the Lizard Tail virus."