After Dean Xu and others did this, basically no actuarial researchers were willing to join Xin Shun's team.
and…
Even if someone is willing to join the team, their efficiency cannot reach the speed Xin Shun and his team need.
Bass in Galton's laboratory was one of Galton's most capable men, and his actuarial skills were among the best in the Federation.
"He has been on vacation recently and has stopped socializing." Galton didn't hesitate after hearing what Meng Fu said. "I called him and asked him to come to your place. You are still in the capital."
"Okay," Meng Fu nodded. She wore slippers and walked to the window. Her long white T-shirt covered her thin frame. "Teacher, has your team studied the network neurons of the Federation back then?"
"You want to study the big framework of algorithms?" Galton's voice was somewhat solemn.
Meng Fu stood by the window, looking at the darkening sky outside, and her mood became much calmer. Her voice was unhurried, "I have searched all the existing algorithms, and they are all traditional. They build neurons layer by layer. Wake The algorithm is no longer suitable for the basic construction we built, and the new algorithm has a huge amount of calculations... "
Galton listened quietly to Meng Fu's words. After hearing the last word, he spoke, "Don't force a new algorithm. You won't be able to complete the federation's algorithm in ten days. In a short period of time, you need to try to solve the old algorithm. I have a study here, I will find it and send it to you later.”
"Thank you, teacher." Meng Fu said slowly.
Galton hummed, and then said, "When are you planning to come to the Federation? In our laboratory, you are the only logical space master. If you really can't survive, come here."
His voice was gentle. This was not the first time Galton had tried to persuade Meng Fu. .
Meng Fu fell silent again when he mentioned this.
This was not the first time Meng Fu was silent. Galton would deliberately avoid this topic in the past, but this time he did not stop, but smiled? "Can I ask? Do you have any special reason? Of course?" Do you want to say it? Or you don’t have to answer.”
Similar to this question, Galton heard Meng Fu say it and Meng Fu also answered it. She said she wanted to make money well.
She also said she was afraid of trouble.
But Galton knew? These were not her true thoughts.
This time? Meng Fu was silent.
No one spoke on the phone for a long time? So long that Galton felt that Meng Fu wouldn't speak anymore? Then she spoke softly, "Have you ever been exposed to experiments that you didn't like?"
"An experiment you don't like?" Galton was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "How could I not like doing experiments?"
Meng Fu leaned against the window, lowered his eyelashes and smiled softly, "That's right."
Speaking of which? The two didn't say much and hung up the phone.
Galton sent Bess's personal contact information to Meng Fu. Meng Fu and Bess had not spoken on the phone. They usually communicated by text. She added Bess's contact information, put her phone back in her pocket, and returned to the phone. In front of the computer.
Is the neuron algorithm really not that easy to construct? In less than half a month, it is even harder for them.
She didn't have enough time to take the path before the federation, and the coding was complicated. Meng Fu might not be able to completely solve it. This time she could only find a simpler algorithm. She opened Skynet and searched for the historical files of network neurons.
Most of them are super projects, and the entire research institute is mobilized at every turn. This small factory in China is completely unworkable.
After Meng Fu got Galton's answer, he sent a WeChat message to Xin Shun.
Then minimize the page, pick up the cup at hand, and continue walking to the window.
The water in the cup has become cold.
But Meng Fu didn't care and walked back and forth by the window. This was her habit of being lost in thought.
When Su Cheng came in, he saw her holding a white porcelain cup, standing slowly by the window and walking back and forth. Her fingers were slender, clean and white, and she was holding the teacup with her cold white fingertips. cyan blood vessels.
When he was thinking, his eyelashes drooped, covering the casual charm in those peach blossom eyes.
The air conditioning was turned on in the study, which was a bit stuffy, and she opened the window a small crack.
Su Cheng walked over and closed the window a little, "Su Di made supper down below."
"Wait a minute." Meng Fu responded casually, then raised her head suddenly. She put the cup in her hand on the table without sitting back on the chair. She turned on the computer and entered a line of code.
It was already getting late and the lights in the study had not been turned on yet. Su Cheng watched Meng Fu sit back in front of the computer. He walked aside and turned on the lights in the study without disturbing her. He just closed the door softly and returned to the room. downstairs.
Downstairs, Su Di has already prepared desserts for supper: "Miss Meng hasn't come down yet?"
"Give me a copy of the latest schedule from the institute." Su Cheng shook his head and reached out to take the tray from Su Di's hand.
Su nodded, "Okay, by the way, Professor Feng is going to the Federation tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Su Cheng held a tray with desserts and coffee.
His voice sounded a little cold.
"Recently, the cases submitted by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital have been extracted. They are new types of diseases and are highly contagious." Su Di frowned. "Domestic machines cannot detect them. The affected areas are all remote villages and towns. The federal government lacks research manpower and is closed. The professor applied directly.”
The Fragrance Association is almost integrated with the medical school. The federation is short of manpower, which lowers the bottom line of going to the federation. Professor Feng won the first prize in spice research last time and met the standards, so he submitted an application to the federation before.
But Su Cheng didn't expect that Feng Zhi would leave tomorrow.
He took the things and went upstairs to find Meng Fu. Meng Fu had already left some of the things in his hands. When she heard Su Cheng's words, she paused slightly and said, "I'll see him off tomorrow."
The light in the room had been turned on, and her eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyelids.
She reached out to take the coffee Su Cheng handed her
Su Cheng grabbed her finger and put one hand on the table. When he looked down, his eyebrows were heavy and he said, "Don't think too much. Professor Feng is here to study and research. I'm downstairs. If you need anything, come to me."
"Oh." Meng Fu responded slowly.
Su Cheng let go and looked into her eyes: "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"have."
Su Cheng raised his eyebrows.
Meng Fu held the coffee, took a sip, and said in a clear tone, "Don't bother me."
Su Cheng paused, then shook his head, "Okay, Miss, I'll go out first."
When he returned downstairs, Su Di had already asked for the institute's schedule and handed it to Su Cheng.
"Master, Miss Meng took over a project, just... there was a big fuss over there at the Ordnance Department. The institute has been quarreling all day today," Su Di sneered, "They like to draw big cakes, and they can't do it if they can't. I asked someone to give me an explanation, and this time I just found Miss Meng and the others to take the blame."
It was fine before Director Li was here at the institute.
This time, Dean Xu’s malice hardly needed to be concealed.
There are discussions in various groups and forums, and there are even signs of it on Weibo.
This might not happen to anyone else, but...
This laboratory is full of people left by Dean Li, and teachers and professors from various industries can’t help but speak out for him.
It was really noisy.
Su Cheng glanced back casually, his eyebrows were light, and his whole person was still cold.
"Master, are you going to cross this project off?" Su Di shook his head, looking down on these bureaucracies. "These people just want to walk without learning how to crawl. They don't even think about whether such internal fighting is useful." Is it easy to train a researcher?”
No matter what you do, you will be the first to blame others.
Su Cheng tapped the paper with his fingers and said indifferently, "Wait a moment."
**
The next day.
Beijing Airport.
Meng Fu wore a mask and came with Duan Yan and others to see the professor off.
Many people came to see Professor Feng off, including some people from the Hong Kong Association. It was very difficult for the Four Associations in the capital to send someone into the federation. Most people looked at Feng Zhi with envy.
Meng Fu and the others also met Feng Zhi's wife, a very gentle woman, holding Feng Jue, who was five or six years old, by her side.
Meng Fu, Duan Yan and others stood behind, waiting for Feng Zhi to come over.
Meng Fu looked at the yearning that could not be concealed in Feng Zhi's eyebrows and said softly: "Congratulations."
Duan Yan hugged Feng Zhi and couldn't hide his excitement, "Teacher, congratulations on getting what you wanted!"
"Most of the reasons why I can go are because of you, thank you." Feng Zhi knows how much he weighs. In the past year, his skills have improved and he has become the vice president. All the reasons are because of Meng Fu.
Meng Fu shook her head. She pulled down her mask and said in a very casual tone: "Teacher, do you really want to go to the Federation? Have you ever thought that it might not be as good as you thought?"
"It's a paradise for all perfumers," Feng Zhi's eyes were filled with hope, "I want to do more."
Meng Fu looked at the light in Feng Zhi's eyes, pursed his lower lip, then looked away and smiled, "Have a nice trip."
Feng Zhi went to the boarding gate.
Meng Fu stood there without moving. Beside her, Little Carrot Ding tilted his head slightly and looked at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu recognized that this was Feng Zhi's son, Feng Jue.
He held his mother's hand, pursed his lips and watched Feng Zhi leave. His eyes were a little red, but he didn't cry.
She put her hands on her hands, bent down, and looked at Feng Jue. "When you grow up and become as good a perfumer as your father, you can take your mother to visit your father."
Feng Jue had been peeking at Meng Fu.
He could hear Meng Fu's voice as soon as Meng Fu spoke.
Hearing this, he tilted his head and curled his lips, "No."
Meng Fu raised his eyebrows.
Feng Jue's voice was milky. He raised his chin and said loudly, "I want to be a monster!"
Meng Fu: "..."
Good intentions.
Beside her, Duan Yan and others couldn't help but laugh.
Feng Jue's mother also looked at Meng Fu sheepishly, "He especially likes your image in Mutation 3."
She was in Mutation 3 and transformed into a monster.
Meng Fu: "..."
It doesn't have to be this way.
Feng Zhi had already boarded the plane, and Duan Yan looked at Meng Fu, "Junior sister, do you want to adjust the fragrance system today?"
"I'm not going back," Meng Fu shook his head. Her voice was unhurried and a bit lazy. "I have something else to do today. I have to pick up someone. Let's go back and see him later."
Bes is coming today.
"Okay." Duan Yan listened to Meng Fu's words and felt a little regretful that he didn't bring the junior sister back to class today.
When Meng Fu wanted to pick someone up, he must be picking up her friend. Although Duan Yan wanted to discuss some details with Meng Fu, he did not insist on disturbing Meng Fu. He stood there and waited for Meng Fu's back to disappear. He also turned back.
As soon as he turned around, he remembered the cell phone in his pocket. It was his father.
"Dad?" Duan Yan sat back in the car.
On the other end of the phone, Father Duan's voice was very gentle, "The eldest lady sent someone over just now. Her brother entered the threshold of the Military Association and wants to invite you to a banquet. Will you go?"
Duan Yan is now a popular figure in the Ren family, and there are countless people who want to win over him.
Ren Wei is just one of them.
Duan Yan spoke calmly, not enthusiastically: "You refused for me."
Father Duan over there also breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he had refused a long time ago and said in a deep voice: "You are now a popular member of the Ren family, but you have to remember that you are a member of the Ren family. The fight has nothing to do with you, unless you identify with which force, we will treat everyone equally."
Duan Yan pressed his eyebrows: "I know."
The two hung up the phone.
at the same time.
Ren family.
Ren Weiwei was standing by the window, holding scissors in her hand, pruning a flower. When she heard her assistant report about Duan Yan, she made a "click" sound and cut off a twig that had just sprouted.
A pot of flowers was just ruined.
She didn't mind either, she just lowered her eyes and said in a calm voice: "This episode is really unsophisticated."
She is now a popular member of the Ren family, and her brother's status as a member of the Military Association cannot make Duan Yan's heart sway.
It's really a tough nut to crack.
"This is also a good thing." Beside her, the assistant smiled: "You can't invite him, which means that others have no chance. We still have time. I believe that Jin Cheng will be able to open the door to gold and stone."
Ren Wei nodded lightly: "Duan Yan is being watched over there."
Nowadays, many forces in the Ren family want to win over Duan Yan. Duan Yan doesn't do anything and only does his own research. It's even harder to win over his family, which is really troublesome.
The assistant responded.
Ren Wei put down the scissors and walked to the computer again. As soon as he turned on the computer, he looked at the new emails received on the computer.
It was sent to her by Bai Lize.
Ren Wei sat back on the computer, paused for a moment when he saw the file, then clicked it and took a look.
Inside are documents about neural network elements.
The assistant next to him is Ren Youyi's confidant. Recently, he has taken the relationship between Bailize and Ren Youyi seriously. Bailize now trusts and protects Ren Youyi very much. It's inexplicable that he doesn't even think about it. Know why.
When he saw this document, he was stunned, "Neural network element construction table? Are they really planning to do it?"
Both he and Ren Wei gave up on this project.
"You don't know how to turn back until you hit the wall." Ren Weiyi's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, he pursed his lips slightly, looked around the list, and stopped at the last line, his eyes paused casually.
She clearly saw the two words on it -
Meng Fu.
Ren Weiwei's eyes paused, she pointed at the name, tilted her head slightly, very elegantly, "Take out this person's information in the institute for me."
**
Institute.
There has been so much commotion in Xinshun's laboratory recently that it has even become a topic on Weibo.
The five words "neural network element" are on Weibo's hot search recommendation list.
However, not many people are interested in this. Most of the people who click in are people from academia. The project "Neural Network Element" is also discussed in it. Some passers-by click in and feel that it is too authoritative and too esoteric. , I couldn’t understand it so I cut it out again.
Jin Zhiyuan saw the comments on Weibo through a classmate’s forwarding—
Can the current domestic level afford to build intelligent network neurons? I’m so excited and waiting for the official announcement!
"What's going on?" Jin Zhiyuan went to Yang Zhaolin and frowned, "Who is behind this matter? Why is it on Weibo?"
This project was already difficult, but now it is said that they will be able to figure out the algorithm.
If there is such a big fuss, it won't end so well later.
Yang Zhaolin is also aware of the development of the matter. Weibo, Tieba, forums, and especially the official website of the institute have started betting against each other. Most people are betting that they cannot complete this project.
This is actually true.
Why did Weibo become like this
"Let's finish the algorithm first. I'll tell Teacher Xin about this." Yang Zhaolin shook his head, moved his eyes downward, and saw what was below.
Compared with neural network elements, the automatic hot word recommendation on Weibo has the word "Explosion" behind the seven words "Big Bang Theory" and "Meng Fu".
Today, the trailer for the next episode of The Big Bang Theory was released. The trailer included a top-secret surprise and also showed a clip of Meng Fu playing a game.
Just the 20-second trailer made The Big Bang Theory a hot search topic.
**
Airport.
Meng Fu has already received the bass.
Bess is Galton's right-hand man. He is about thirty years old, tall, with a hooked nose, a pair of brown eyes, and a very exotic look.
He looked at the pick-up port and saw Meng Fu at a glance, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.
He opened his arms and reached out to hug Meng Fu: "Meng, we finally meet."
Meng Fu also smiled, and pulled down her mask slightly. There were many people in the airport, and she was highly recognizable, so she didn't pull down all the masks. She just sighed: "Thank you for coming here."
Bess Mandarin's speaking was not very standard, but he had learned from it, "It's all small things. I will rely on you more in the future."
In fact, most of the federal researchers can speak Mandarin.
I heard that 001 back then was Chinese, so most of the federal researchers had learned Mandarin, and it was not difficult to communicate with them, so Meng Fu called Gower and invited Bess over.
Su Di's car is in the parking lot.
Meng Fu handed the document to Bess, "Senior Brother Bess, take a look first."
Before coming, Galton told Bess about the general problem. When he took the file from Meng Fu, Bess also anticipated what it would contain. He sat in the back seat of the car, opened the file and read it slowly.
Meng Fu sat next to him and slowly told him about her structure.
Since she was looking for Bess, she must have an absolute understanding of Bess and knew that he would definitely be of great help to her.
The two of them were talking, but Su Di in front couldn't understand either, so he drove seriously.
There was a bit of traffic jam at the moment, and the car stopped again. Su Di glanced at the rearview mirror and remembered something, "By the way, Miss Meng, Sister Fan said that the trailer for "The Big Bang Theory" has come out, so you can Go and repost the official Weibo.”
While Bess was still reading the document, Meng Fu took out his phone, said "hmm" and opened Weibo.
It wasn't the first time she had done this, but she was quite skilled at it.
Her company never cares about her Weibo.
As soon as she opened Weibo, she received a call from Xin Shun. On the other end of the phone, Xin Shun's voice was serious: "Did you offend someone?"
"What?" Meng Fu leaned back in his chair, raised his eyebrows, and said in a calm tone, "I've provoked quite a few people. I wonder which one you're talking about?"
Xin Shun was silent for a moment, "On Weibo, someone released the news about neural network elements. The key is, they said that we can definitely succeed. The public opinion is very fierce now, and many media have called the institute. , to interview our project.”
After hearing Xin Shun's words, Meng Fu tapped his legs with his fingers, "Weibo?"
She reopened Weibo and looked for that Weibo post according to Xin Shun's instructions.
She is from the entertainment industry and has done some research on the media. The person who posted the Weibo post was obviously a marketing account in academia. It was very simple. The other party talked about the current technological development of the Federation in detail, and finally proposed the neural network element and said , if this can be done, domestic development will take a big step forward. Finally, the team studying this has a 99% chance of being able to do it.
It immediately caused a huge stir.
Because it involves technology, Weibo officials directly gave it the first place in the hot search. With deliberate promotion, the popularity instantly became unparalleled.
Just as Meng Fugang was looking at this Weibo, the voice call on his phone rang again. It was Galton.
After Meng Fu finished answering Galton's voice call, another ten minutes passed.
Once finished.
I found that there were 99+ messages on WeChat—
Sister Fan:! ! !
Sister Fan: I'm dead.jpg
Sister Fan: Grandpa, I asked you to forward the official position of the Big Bang Theory show team. Take a look at what you forwarded? ! ! ! ! !
A question mark appeared on Meng Fu's forehead.
Switch back to Weibo.
I saw that I had just forwarded the neural network Yuande Weibo post posted by the big guy in academia.
Within ten minutes, the number of comments exceeded 150,000—
The front part is filled with mindless boasts from her fans, mixed with marketing accounts and blackmail—
The world is confused, do you want to take advantage of this heat? ? ?
What does this number one trending topic have to do with you
Is the work about to be broadcast