Hendrik Zachmann bypassed her and walked to the tea table. He bent over to pick up a bottle of water, twisted the cap, took a sip, and then put it down, looking at the dazed Celine Tucker standing there and said, "I’m planning to invite Nathalie Quinlan for a al."
"You’re inviting her for a al?" Celine Tucker’s brow twitched fiercely, her heart floating in the air with nowhere to settle: "Is that necessary?"
Hendrik Zachmann looked at her in confusion.
He wanted to invite Nathalie Quinlan for a al, what did she an by saying it’s not necessary?
Celine Tucker was deep in thought, talking to herself: "So what if she made it to the next round? It’s just a competition. Even if she advances to the next round or wins, it has nothing to do with us. We don’t need to fawn over her just because she’s participating in a competition..."
"Mom!"
Hendrik Zachmann frowned, firmly interrupting her, preventing her from saying more.
And then he said: "Do you even know what you’re talking about? The world software competition isn’t just any competition. Not only is it of significant value dostically, but it is also highly regarded internationally. Every computing professional aspires to win such prestigious awards. Just to give you an example, do you know about the Nobel Prize?"
Celine Tucker, although not interested in academic affairs, was not entirely ignorant. Back in the day, she was a top student graduating from Cambridge and chose not to work, marrying Leonardy Zachmann soon after graduation, focusing her attention on her family, raising children.
She has studied abroad herself, so she surely knows about the Nobel Prize.
The Nobel Prize Hendrik Zachmann ntioned is one of the most prestigious awards in the world, and every scientist wants to win this award.
Everyone takes pride in winning a Nobel Prize!
The sa applies dostically.
However, no one from Yudonia has ever received the honor of a Nobel Prize over the years.
Because Yudonia lacks this honorable award, they can hardly have a say at high-level international technology conferences.
Seeing her changing expressions and not looking well, Hendrik Zachmann knew Celine Tucker understood what he ant.
He calmly continued: "The software competition Nathalie Quinlan is participating in holds the sa prestige worldwide as the Nobel Prize and is a recognized award everywhere. No one from our country has won such an award in all these years, not even reaching the group stage. This year, the competition’s finals are being held in McKinney, and Nathalie Quinlan has reached the group stage. Do you understand the significance of this?"
In Celine Tucker’s mind, there was only one reaction: So Nathalie Quinlan is going to be in the spotlight again!
Hendrik Zachmann tugged off the tie from his collar, the tie hanging loosely around his neck, his handso face showed signs of fatigue. He put down the water in his hand and turned to his mother: "So the competition Nathalie Quinlan is participating in is not the trivial contest you and Caryn thought it was. If she wins, not only will Tsinghua University gain fa, but she will also beco a legend in the dostic computing field!"
"Whether she becos a legend or not, it has nothing to do with our family."
Hendrik Zachmann took her words as spite, fearing she didn’t understand, so he further explained: "Mom, are you aware of a ranking in the IT world?"
Celine Tucker found herself unable to speak, striving hard to keep her emotions under control: "...I don’t know."
Hendrik Zachmann didn’t notice her agitation and anxiety after hearing Nathalie’s potential award and continued: "Soone created a ranking based on global hacker capabilities, called the Heavenly Ranking. Currently, the hacker ranked NO.1 is soone nad Sun, whose power in the Illegal Zone is not to be underestimated."
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