The food stall at the school gate.
After listening to Professor Liu Shoufeng's question, Hao Yun was silent for a while, sighed and said.
"... If I say it's intuition, do you believe it?"
The two professors looked at each other.
Hao Yun originally thought that the two of them would shake their heads, but unexpectedly, the two professors accepted his statement and nodded unexpectedly.
"Intuition? It's exactly what I guessed," Professor Liu Shoufeng sighed, his eyes a little regretful, but also a little relieved, "I have been studying mathematics for many years, and I have indeed seen some geniuses who are extremely sensitive to numbers. Among them should be There is some mathematical logic that we don't understand, but now it seems... this puzzle may have to bother us for a while."
Professor Li Xuesong sitting next to him also nodded with a complicated expression.
"I agree with your point of view... Our understanding of nature is still too shallow."
Hao Yun looked at the two of them with a strange expression, hesitated for a moment and said.
"Will this... have any impact?"
Influence
Professor Liu Shoufeng and Professor Li Xuesong met each other and smiled in unison.
Do you even need to ask
If there was no impact, would it make such a big noise
After Professor Liu Shoufeng thought for a while, he looked at Hao Yun and said.
"Regarding this issue, I had a conversation with an old friend of mine who switched to studying information engineering. He said that the most interesting thing about this number is that it affects not only the game engine Glacier Engine, but also all game engines that use requests. The image technology of illumination and projection fluctuation angles and reflection effects theoretically uses the same underlying function algorithm.”
Professor Li Xuesong also nodded and said in a serious tone.
"It's basically the same as what I learned. This number may improve the overall operating efficiency of some software related to three-dimensional graphics calculations, far beyond the gaming industry."
Hao Yun scratched the back of his head.
"Uh...actually what I want to ask is, does this have any impact on me?"
"I have to say it has no impact," Professor Li Xuesong continued with a wry smile, "There are still four years until you graduate as an undergraduate. Even if I want to recruit you as a graduate student, it is too early. But I estimate that there will be a scientific and technological Innovation Award."
Hao Yun couldn't help but ask after hearing this name that he had never heard of before.
"what is that?"
"A national award that mainly rewards major discoveries in some basic science fields, as well as some research results that are of great significance to society but are not convenient for patent registration. It is very troublesome to explain, so you just understand it as a kind of scholarship that is more awesome than scholarship." As long as something is forced." When he said this, Professor Liu Shoufeng looked at Hao Yun with envy.
Winning this national science and technology award at the undergraduate level...
Even though he has been a professor for several years, he has only heard of it a handful of times.
It is no exaggeration to say that no matter whether this kid plans to join the enterprise or pursue scientific research in the future, this great honor alone is enough to bind him to the word "Pingbu Qingyun" for the rest of his life...
…
Later, until the meal was over, two old professors were trying to persuade him to transfer to the mathematics department to develop his career, but Hao Yun really had no interest in being a mathematician at all.
Knowing that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, Professor Li Xuesong said nothing more except expressing regret. However, Professor Liu Shoufeng added his contact information and secretly said that if he changes his mind one day, he could consider studying at Xia Guo Mathematics Institute.
Four years is still a long time, and it’s hard to say what will happen in the future.
Hao Yun didn't say anything. In line with the principle of having one more way and one more choice, he left Professor Liu Shoufeng's phone number in his address book. What if Yunmeng Group has an opportunity to cooperate with Xia Guo Institute of Mathematics in the future
This is not entirely impossible.
After returning to the dormitory, Hao Yun was stopped by the fat boy Zhou Xuan before he could rest for a while.
"Damn it! Brother Yun is awesome!"
"Why is your dad so awesome again?" Hao Yun said casually as he got used to his surprises.
"Did you know you were on CCTV?"
"ah?"
CCTV
Hao Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on and said with a smile.
"Oh, when you said that, didn't you just miss the mark?"
When he came out of the examination room, his face did leak in front of the CCTV cameras. But if he remembered correctly, didn't the reporter lady tell him that he was coded
How did these animals recognize themselves
"Showing your face counts! How many people never have the chance to be on TV in their lives," Zhou Xuan continued with a playful smile, "What do you think, do you want to treat me to a guest?"
"Guanggun, I asked me to treat you just after I came back. Why didn't you treat me?"
He found his suitcase, opened it, stuffed the clothes back into the closet, and threw a few packets of butterfly cakes on the table of his buddies in the dormitory and in Zhou Xuan's hands, "Here, take the souvenirs you want."
"Damn! So this thing is a local specialty of Shanghai?" Old Zheng looked at the snacks in his hand in surprise, "This is the first time I've heard of it."
Liang Ziyuan: "...me too."
"Brother Yun, why did you only bring food and not something ornamental?"
Seeing Zhou Xuan continue to act like that, Hao Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Would you like your father to help you move the Pearl Tower back?"
"Speaking of the competition, how do you feel about the competition?" Zheng Xueqian asked the most interesting question. In fact, he didn't participate at all. He secretly submitted his work, but he didn't enter the finals, so he didn't tell anyone.
To be honest, Hao Yun doesn't really feel much about it. After all, he hasn't seen other people's works until now. He only heard from professors Li Xuesong and Liu Shoufeng that they seemed to be very good.
What if there are other more popular works
This is all unspeakable.
After all, this is the Hope Cup. As the top power in the People's Federation, Xia Guo is most in need of talents in the fields of electronic industry and software technology.
"good?"
"Why do I think you came out so early?" Zheng Xueqian continued to ask curiously.
"Why don't you stay in there to celebrate the New Year after you finish writing," Hao Yun joked with a smile and changed the topic, "Speaking of which, have you finished the summary meeting of your military training?"
Zheng Xueqian sighed and said, "It's over. The instructors left the summary meeting held the day before yesterday. Many people burst into tears. Alas... I don't feel much, I just feel like I'm feeling a little darker."
Zhu Kening, who had already eaten the butterfly cake, smiled and added: "Old Zheng, you are joking again. Why do I feel that you have not changed at all?"
"roll roll roll!"
so good…
Looking at his roommates, Hao Yun couldn't help but smile on his face.
Although he missed the military training, he didn't feel it was a pity because he had already participated in it in his previous life.
The only thing that made him regretful was that the last and only opportunity to enhance friendship with his classmates this year probably just slipped away.
"Speaking of it, Brother Yun." After finally swallowing the butterfly cake in his mouth, the fat man Zhou Xuan spoke vaguely.
"What's wrong?"
"What's the relationship between you and classmate Xiao Ruan?" Zhou Xuan asked with a smirk.
"It has nothing to do with Mao," Hao Yun said with a speechless expression.
This topic is obviously not only of interest to Zhou Xuan, but also to the other three animals. Especially Lao Zheng, who likes to inquire about other people's affairs the most, he looks so interested that he almost doesn't have the word "gossip" written on his face.
"Then why do people keep asking you why you didn't come to military training, whether you were sick, which hospital you were in, etc."
Damn it
What about this
Hao Yun looked confused and had no idea at all.
Just when he was about to ask clearly, a series of footsteps suddenly came outside the dormitory, followed by a knock on the door.
Zheng Xueqian, who was sitting near the door, consciously stood up and opened the door. However, before he could react, a camera and a microphone were stuck in his face.
"Is your classmate Hao Yun here?" The old man's face was red. He saw Hao Yun at a glance and immediately let go of the confused old Zheng. He said in an excited voice as if he had won a prize, "Quick, quick, quick , CCTV interview!”
Lao Zheng: "???"
Liang Ziyuan: "...?"
Zhu Kening: "...?"
Zhou Xuan: "...?"
That old man seems to be the school secretary
During the military training summary meeting the day before yesterday, I gave a speech on the stage.
Following him were the leaders of the courtyard—or to be more precise, their dean.
Hao Yun looked at the guns and cannons at the door in bewilderment. Hao Yun, with his mouth wide open, met Dean Li Guoping, who was also blushing. He was given a crazy hint by the latter's eyes... Although Hao Yun could not see it at all. Don't understand what he is expressing.
At the same time, the system's pop-up window also popped up in front of Hao Yun.
[Achievement achieved: Zheng Xueqian (main talent: Programmer) potential value realized by 1.]
[Reward: +1 writing attribute point.]
Hao Yun: "...?"
Is this considered inspiration? !
He glanced at Lao Zheng's back subconsciously. Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, his intuition told Hao Yun that, let alone inspiration, he must have a strong heart if it didn't leave a shadow in his heart. …