Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 603

Every year, the people who represented Orient Country in the competition were either Byron himself or someone close to him. So, eventually, he stopped trying and focused on his research instead.

“If you’re not entering, why did you create a new program for it?” Juniper moved the mouse, and a folder immediately appeared on the desktop labeled “World Programming Competition Entry.”

But Tucker had never submitted it. Juniper had secretly taken a look earlier. It was excellent.

“Just for fun.” A blush crept up Tucker’s face. He quickly snatched the laptop away, feigning composure. “That’s enough for today. You should head to your lecture.”

“Oh.” Juniper pouted, stood up, and on her way out, her eyes fell on Tucker’s snack box.

Huh? Had Tucker bought a new brand? She didn’t think she’d ever tried that one!

“What are you doing?” Tucker’s guard went up instantly when he saw Juniper slowly shuffling over, her eyes glued to his snacks.

“Just trying one.” With lightning speed, Juniper snatched a bag of snacks and grinned at Tucker. “I’ll trade you something else tomorrow.”

By the time Tucker realized what had happened, Juniper was already gone.

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Back in the large lecture hall.

Juniper opened her laptop and navigated to the registration website for the Orient Country division of the World Programming Competition. After a few simple clicks, she successfully submitted Tucker’s work, registering him for the competition.

As for the judges…

Juniper’s lips curved into a smirk. She exited the registration page and pulled up the list of this year’s judges for the Orient Country division. There weren’t many changes from last year. Just as Tucker had said, most of them had close ties to Byron.

Next, Juniper began digging into the judges’ financial records and personal lives. A lot of problems surfaced.

Tsk. It’s people like this who ruin the country’s future.

Juniper compiled all the information she found and created a new account under the alias “A Concerned Citizen.” She then bundled everything up and sent it to the national oversight bureau.

Their offenses weren’t minor; the judging panel would definitely be replaced. With such a clear warning shot fired, she doubted any new judge would dare to cheat.

Some speculated it was due to internal conflicts over money. Others whispered that Demon had betrayed the country, taking a huge payout to coach a rival nation’s team.

Because of this, the country’s eSports scene had suffered major setbacks in recent years. In a recent professional league match, they had even lost to the neighboring country of Batonia.

And Batonia was insufferably smug about it, openly boasting that the WKL championship was as good as theirs.

Demon? Juniper, half-asleep, kept hearing the name whispered around her. She suddenly jolted awake. “Who the hell keeps calling my name? Will you give it a rest?”

The students in the middle of their fervent discussion stared at her, bewildered and a little hurt.

“No one,” Hattie stammered, startled. “No one was calling you, Goddess. They were talking about the eSports legend, Demon.”

Juniper froze, an indescribable expression on her face.

Oh, well, awkward. Because Demon also happened to be her.