Security Bureau.
The moment she saw the "Security Bureau", Yang Baoyi almost fainted!
How could it be here? !
Doesn’t the Security Bureau not care about ordinary cases
Who is Meng Fu? !
She has done a lot of dirty things in her life, and she has done things that threaten people countless times, even worse than Jiang Xinchen.
When threatening Jiang Xinchen, she only called two people randomly, because it meant that she really didn't take Jiang Xinchen seriously.
This was the first time she had been threatened, and the lives of her whole family were threatened.
Passed by the hospital, passed by Ruize...
Yang Baoyi was really scared now. She had no doubt that Meng Fu could make her family disappear quietly!
etc…
Yang Baoyi suddenly remembered that Butler Yang told her today that Jiang Xinchen was gone. She wanted to ask Butler Yang about the follow-up, but when she called, Butler Yang's son picked up the phone and told her that Butler Yang was sick and in the hospital...
Why did he suddenly fall ill when he was fine
Yang Baoyi huddled together, feeling helpless despair for the first time.
**
Jiang Xinchen's side.
He followed Yu Wu, his whole body like a puppet on strings, his mind no longer able to think normally.
Yu Wu probably knew Jiang Xinchen's current state, so he didn't let him get in the car. He asked him to stand under the car, "Master Jiang, please stand and calm down first."
After a long time, Jiang Xinchen's mind slowly came back to his senses. He looked at Yu Wu, "I, my sister..."
"Miss Meng is very powerful," Yu Wu pinched a cigarette and lit it for himself, biting the cigarette butt and looking at Jiang Xinchen, "What about... the Duan family, right? Don't worry, you don't dare to do anything to us."
Jiang Xinchen nodded. .
It was indeed hard for him to believe it.
Although he is the young master of the Jiang family, he also clearly understands the gap between the Jiang family and the Yang family, let alone the Duan family. Especially in his eyes, Meng Fu is just a star...
"But Master Jiang, you should improve your strength," Yu Wu puffed out a puff of smoke and threw the gun in Jiang Xinchen's hand, "I'll give this to you."
Jiang Xinchen's fingers were shaking a little, but his eyes gradually became firm.
"Is there anything you want to ask?" Meng Fu came late and walked slowly. He put on his hat again and looked at Jiang Xinchen lazily.
Jiang Xinchen clenched the cold gun in his pocket and shook his head, "No."
Meng Fu raised his eyebrows and said, "Go somewhere with someone tomorrow."
Jiang Xinchen didn't ask any questions and nodded directly: "Okay."
Meng Fu sat in the back seat and lazily supported the window with his hand, "Okay, let's go back and eat."
Yu Wu grinned at Jiang Xinchen.
Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips and followed Meng Fu. His mood did not calm down all the way back.
After going back and finishing the meal, Meng Fu took away the draft paper from Jiang Xinchen's room, went back to Jianghe to finish the calculations on the draft paper, then turned on his phone and sent it to Yang Zhaolin.
Meng Fu: Pictures
Just a very simple step and answer.
On the other side of the phone, Yang Zhaolin received Meng Fu's picture.
After dinner in the evening, he didn't find Butler Yang, so he went to the study to continue his calculations. However, he made a mental note of this matter and felt that something was wrong. He planned to go see Butler Yang tomorrow.
When Meng Fu sent him a WeChat message, he quickly opened it.
What they built was a nuclear submarine. Among modern weapons, nuclear submarines are mostly used for dropping bombs and determining the enemy's position. The position needs to be used to track and locate enemy information.
The most important thing for a submarine is to use information to locate the location for the most accurate strike. In order to obtain more accurate data, Kalman filtering is used to calculate the optimal state.
There are various situations involved. Yang Zhaolin and others use the UHK filtering algorithm.
The UFK algorithm has been proposed a long time ago, but it is still a little short of being able to be truly applied to nuclear submarines. The team at the institute has drawn up simulation scenarios, but Yang Zhaolin and others have done various experiments, and these algorithms have not yet been calculated.
The measurement update equation and time equation can be calculated, but they cannot calculate the optimal solution.
The database is huge, the numbers are large, and there are many interference items. It will take several days to calculate, but the time given to them is until tomorrow. If they cannot get the optimal solution, they will overturn the algorithm and use the previous algorithm. .
Yang Zhaolin thought of Meng Fu mentioned by Jiang Xinchen.
But just with the idea of giving it a try, Meng Fu actually wrote the answer.
UFK Yang Zhaolin also studied it. The process Meng Fu gave him was very simple, but in the end he got the results, clarifying the positioning and tracking accuracy.
Yang Zhaolin looked at the simple steps she sent and calculated it again.
Meng Fu had strong calculation ability and kept the calculation process in his head. Yang Zhaolin spent several times the time to calculate.
At four o'clock in the morning, Yang Zhaolin wrote four densely packed pieces of paper, and finally wrote down the positioning and accuracy based on several main formulas of Meng Fu.
His eyes were a little green, but they confirmed Meng Fu's calculation.
Yang Zhaolin was overjoyed. Today was the deadline. He didn't even eat. He took the papers and called Duan Shenmin.
At four o'clock, Duan Shenmin was woken up by Yang Zhaolin's phone call and heard Yang Zhaolin's excited voice: "My cousin figured it out!"
Duan Shenmin was also calculating last night and didn't go to bed until twelve o'clock. Hearing this sentence, his groggy mind suddenly woke up, "Have you come to a conclusion? Go to the research institute immediately and have an emergency meeting. I will call others."
He quickly got up from the bed, put on his coat, quickly washed up, and contacted other members of the team to go to the institute.
**
Yang Baoyi disappeared and the phone couldn't be reached. Pei Xi searched for her all night and finally got through her phone and found out that she was in the hospital.
Before she went to the hospital, Duan Shenmin called.
She had to rush to the institute for a meeting.
When I went to the office, several other members of the team arrived, and Duan Shenmin's team had more newcomers. After all, Duan Shenmin was a newcomer himself, and their data team was only the weakest of the five nuclear submarine calculation data teams.
Pei Xi is considered to be a relatively tall one in Mathematics City.
As soon as she came, a middle-aged man asked, "Professor Pei, have you figured it out yet?"
Pei Xi pressed her forehead and a bunch of data filled her mind. Hearing this, she shook her head and said, "I don't have it."
The middle-aged man sat back on his chair and sighed.
While the group was talking, Duan Shenmin and Yang Zhaolin came in from outside. Duan Shenmin's expression was obviously very excited.
Pei Xi looked at Duan Shenmin's expression and was stunned.
Duan Shenmin didn't notice her at all. Instead, he put his hands on the conference table and put Yang Zhaolin's detailed steps on the slide. "Our final results have come out. Everyone should check them. If there are no problems, I will write a report and submit it immediately." Go up."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the conference room went crazy.
Everyone looked at the screen carefully and were excited after confirming that it was really calculated.
"Duan Duan, did you and Zhao Lin figure it out?"
"What kind of brains do you have?"
"Very good!"
“…”
The group of people talked a lot, Duan Shenmin narrowed his eyes, then raised his hand to tell others to stop talking, and finally smiled, "This is calculated by cousin Zhao Lin. Zhao Lin and I will discuss it with her later."
"Zhaolin, who is your cousin? Are your family all perverts? The model has Pei Xi, and the algorithm has a cousin!"
"Hurry, add my cousin to our team, and we will be even more powerful..."
“…”
The group of people talked a lot, and no one looked at Pei Xi.
Pei Xi looked at Yang Zhaolin and frowned: "Which cousin is it?"
Yang Zhaolin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled when he heard Pei Xi's words, "It's Ah Fu."
"Her?" Pei Xi couldn't believe it. She frowned even more. Meng Fu was just a freshman and not yet a mathematics major. Her tone was suspicious, "I have written several model equations and determined the algorithm. But her computing skills are really good.”
Hearing Pei Xi's words, Yang Zhaolin glanced at Pei Xi. He knew that Pei Xi had always been aloof, so he said nothing.
Duan Shenmin smiled and looked at Pei Xi, "Yes, your cousin is amazing, but when it comes to modeling, who can compare to you, an honorary professor."
Pei Xi said calmly, "Okay, don't talk to me."
"Okay, I won't talk anymore," Duan Shenmin smiled, "I won't compare these people with you. You are the youngest honorary professor and the youngest laureate in the country."
Everyone else laughed.
"But the algorithm does need it sometimes. Ask her. It may be difficult to join the group. I will try my best to submit the application." Duan Shenmin said, looked at Pei Xi again and smiled, "Xixi, I will also trouble you then. Try to persuade her, since she is a girl, she might be more trustworthy of you."
Pei Xi opened her mouth and saw that most people in the office showed great interest in Meng Fu. She lowered her eyes and said nothing.
**
Su Huang went to pick up Jiang Xinchen for special training early in the morning.
On Meng Fu's side, she received several WeChat messages from Yang Zhaolin as soon as she got up, asking her if she would like to join the nuclear submarine team.
Meng Fu pressed reply and lazily replied.
Yang Zhaolin called, and his voice was serious: "Cousin, are you really going to learn some perfume? You are like this..."
For a moment, Yang Zhaolin seemed to be possessed by Dean Li.
He quickly interrupted him, "Brother, if you have any problems later, we can discuss it, just forget about nuclear submarines."
Yang Zhaolin asked her why.
Meng Fu leaned on the sofa and said, "I am a good citizen and I don't deal with weapons."
Yang Zhaolin: "..."
He was silent for a moment and glanced at Duan Shenmin beside him. Duan Shenmin gave him a look. Yang Zhaolin was in a very complicated mood, "Then bring Xinchen back for dinner at noon. We want to thank you. Also, you helped us solve a problem." Big trouble, you should be rewarded.”
Meng Fu originally didn't want to go back to Yang's house for dinner, but when she heard the reward, she paused, and then said quietly: "Since you insist on being so polite, then I will reluctantly do it."
Yang Zhaolin: "...?"
Jiang Xinchen went to train with Su Huang, so Meng Fu naturally couldn't take him back for dinner.
At noon, she asked Su Di to drive her back to Yang's house.
From the Yang family, Duan Shenmin, Pei Xi, and Yang Zhaolin were all there, as well as a middle-aged man.
Others didn't see it.
They are scientific researchers who are together, and the data they discuss are confidential. Naturally, they cannot eat in public at will.
When the middle-aged man saw Meng Fu, he opened his mouth and stared for a long time, "Is this your cousin?"
He solved such a difficult algorithm problem and became a famous star in half the world?
Yang Zhaolin introduced this middle-aged man to Meng Fu, "This is Dr. Wu from our team. He was also my instructor before. Now he is in the same engineering academy as Xixi. If you follow the news, you should have seen him."
"Hello, Dr. Wu." Meng Fu touched his nose, feeling quite calm.
Except for Dean Li and a few people in the country, she knew nothing about them.
It seems that he is not clear about Dr. Wu.
Pei Xi glanced at Meng Fu and looked away.
Duan Shenmin apologized to Meng Fu and observed her carefully: "Thank you very much this time."
Meng Fu sat down at the dining table and waved his hand casually, "No need to thank me, I just read this type of algorithm, found that issue of the journal, and brought it in with random analogies."
When Pei Xi heard this, he looked up at Meng Fu.
Duan Shenmin and Dr. Wu were also stunned. They thought it was entirely up to Meng Fu himself, "Have you ever had this journal?"
"Well, SCI Mathematics Issue 1-S7." Meng Fu said lazily and took the cup handed to her by the servant.
Pei Xi glanced at Meng Fu, then took out her mobile phone and logged into the official website to search.
She turned to a paper, then sneered and handed it to Duan Shenmin.
Duan Shenmin took it and looked at it. 1-S7 was still a journal four years ago. This type of journal is already outdated. There is indeed an article about the calculation of UFK. It is a bit brief, but it is indeed somewhat similar to today's one.
He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Meng Fu, "You know journals from such a long time ago, and you can understand them, which means you are not bad at all."
It's just a little bit different than what I calculated.
Yang Zhaolin didn't believe that Meng Fu was opportunistic, but how did Meng Fu know about SCI journals? Didn't she basically not read them
He looked at Meng Fu suspiciously.
Dr. Wu also looked at Meng Fu and kept saying: "You are so knowledgeable..."
Meng Fu: "...No, I just watched that issue."
Meng Fu is a star, and Dr. Wu heard Yang Zhaolin say that she was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and she solved the algorithm by analogy. Dr. Wu was very curious about her and asked her questions throughout the dinner. Duan Shenmin also paid close attention to her: "You guys are taking the college entrance examination mathematics I heard it’s difficult?”
Meng Fu nodded: "A little bit."
Zhou Da intervened, and it seemed that even Jin Zhiyuan was in trouble.
Dr. Wu admired him and said, "Then you can get full marks."
"Does the professor know about the difficult SCI paper on mathematics last time?" Yang Zhaolin looked at Professor Wu with a smile, "Afu can understand it too."
Professor Wu's eyes lit up and he looked at Meng Fu, "You just finished the college entrance examination. Can you give me your opinion?"
Meng Fu glanced at Yang Zhaolin, then leaned back in his chair and squinted slightly, "Of those papers, I think the most important thing is the final theory of thinking space, where Poincaré's conjecture..."
Pei Xi also read this paper.
What Meng Fu said was just the end of the paper.
She scoffed.
Pei Xi could hear it, and Dr. Wu naturally heard it a little bit, but Duan Shenmin didn't know much about the paper, so he didn't hear it much.
While still asking Meng Fu other questions.
Pei Xi was bored and didn't want to hear Meng Fu say this anymore. After finishing her meal quickly, she got up and went upstairs to find Yang Zhaolin's computer. "I'm going to use my cousin's computer to calculate the modeling, and I'm just missing the last point. "
Yang Zhaolin's computer is easier to use than the one in the laboratory. They all know that the purpose of coming here today is to calculate and model.
Hearing that she was doing modeling, Duan Shenmin and Dr. Wu both put down their chopsticks and followed her before they finished eating, "Wait a minute, I'll go take a look too!"
They quickly said hello to Meng Fu and went upstairs.
Didn't look back.
Yang Zhaolin did not go upstairs, but looked at Meng Fu, not quite believing it: "Is that really your analogy?"
Meng Fu: "..."
Holmes Young
She paused for a moment, then changed the topic, "Where are uncle and aunt?"
"They went to the hospital to see my aunt. She broke her hand." Yang Zhaolin thought of this and was diverted from his thoughts. He frowned.
Yang Baoyi's injury is a bit unpredictable.
Meng Fu lowered her eyelashes to cover the deep coldness in her eyes. She picked up a vegetable and said, "If you want to see her, take me with you."
Yang Zhaolin nodded and asked about Jiang Xinchen again, "I'll take you back later and send his airplane model back, so we can go see my aunt together."
"This is the model they are studying." The two of them finished their meal slowly. Yang Zhaolin did not go upstairs to discuss with Pei Xi. He always felt that something was wrong with Meng Fu, so he showed Meng Fu his research next to him, " What do you think of this calculation model?”
Meng Fu took a look and roughly understood the model, "This model needs to be recalculated. The budget state covariance looks..."
"How does the transfer item look?" Upstairs, Pei Xi just came down. She endured it for a day, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and took the document away from Yang Zhaolin's hand. "Meng Fu, it took us a week to calculate this." When it comes out, I have just determined the result. Don’t worry about what it looks like. I admit that your algorithm is good, but the most important thing in mathematics is that the model is related to space. The algorithm can be replaced by a computer. Since you are familiar with mathematics If you are so interested, go back and read the Origin of Mathematics. After studying it for two or three years, you can comment on these papers and models. Do you know what the book is about The Origin of Mathematics? "