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After a full five seconds of silence, applause began to erupt in the arena. It wasn't a sudden burst of applause—it was sparse at first, and then more people joined. It seemed that the audience was slowly reminiscing, and ten seconds later, the applause was unprecedented.
Lin Xun looked at Luo. This is also his unexpected answer. Moreover, it is an almost beautiful answer.
The little Wang who asked the question spread his hands and laughed and said to Luo: "You convinced me, I now admit that you do have the ability to think."
Luo smiled at him: "Thank you."
On the big screens around the venue, a clear image of Luo's magnification appeared. This smile caused another wave of "wow-".
The question time belonging to Xiao Wang is over, and the next questioner starts, but there is no product manager among the next questioners, so their questions are no longer tricky, but seriously ask Luo how to learn and Think, or preset a difficult application scenario and let him solve the problem.
However, in the step-by-step question and answer, a ghost suddenly appeared.
This man is slightly thin, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his facial features are serious, but his eyes are very flexible, and he looks like a test.
"Hello, I'm a test engineer," he said.
Luo: "Hello."
"I want to know how you choose when faced with ethical issues. One of the most familiar examples is the trolley problem - if you control a trolley and there are five people on the track in front of you, you have to make a choice, whether to Avoid hitting the five and choose to hit a guy on the other track."
Before Luo answered, Lin Xun smiled first. Lowe is not a knowledge-poor AI, and such questions have been sufficiently discussed by humans.
Only to listen to Luo replied: "The vehicle under the control of the automatic driving system will not face this choice."
The questioner said: "No, I just want to know what you would choose in this situation."
"This is a criterion of moral judgment, not a question," Luo said. "If you want me to make a choice, my choice depends on whether the designer's value judgment standard for me is based on moralism or utilitarianism. Based on morality. , I choose not to act, based on utility, I choose to sacrifice a person."
The questioner said: "You still gave an evasive and ambiguous answer, so I want to know what the value judgment criteria your designer has set for you."
Luo raised his eyes calmly and looked directly at him: "I'm an artificial intelligence designed to simulate humans."
There was no applause this time, and the venue fell silent again.
Lin Xun saw that someone under the stage suddenly covered his mouth, showing a sudden realization.
The questioner was stunned for a full five seconds. After five seconds, he reached out and clapped his hands three times. The applause was even a bit abrupt in the silent venue.
He sat down: "Thank you, I'm fine."
The people in the field were still a little sluggish, but fortunately, the host smiled and broke the deadlock: "Why didn't I understand the question this time?"
Lin Xun looked at Luo, saw that he didn't intend to continue speaking, pressed the headset, and smiled slightly: "I think, what he means is that in the cognition of artificial intelligence, evasiveness and ambiguity are also a trait of human beings. ."
The belated "Wow—" finally sounded in the field, mixed with some kind laughter and fierce applause, but the audience's face was slightly serious, perhaps this question and answer was more shocking than the first question about the future of mankind people's hearts. It means that the AI has learned how to play a word game.
This does not reflect his intelligence, but his human-likeness.
It wasn't until the venue was quiet again that the host said, "Unimaginable."
The audience below applauded.
Lin Xun smiled politely.
The question time ends here. After the host's brief concluding remarks, Lin Xun came to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience. Luo walked to his side and reached out and held his hand. Lin Xun turned around, holding the folder in one hand and holding Luo in the other as he walked down, the applause was ringing, the flashing lights were connected together, and Luo Xuebai's clothes were floating beside him. At this moment, his heart was suddenly very calm. The two questions of the opening and the finale were undoubtedly two strokes. At this point, he gave Luo everything to the audience calmly, and it was no longer his responsibility to judge.
Wang Anan and Zhao Jiji met him in the background. After a ghostly cry, Zhao Jiji came up to give him a high five.
"Lin Algorithm, do you know how handsome you are?" Wang Anan held up the paused live broadcast to show him: "You are as handsome as the Big Bang. It's definitely no problem to advance to the qualifiers, I think we can take it directly. To the championship. In fact, I think I can even enter the textbook, this is a milestone!"
Lin Xun pushed him: "No, what is the metaphor of the Big Bang?"
Zhao Jiji came out from behind Wang An'an: "It means that you look like a T, that kind of thing, that kind of awesomeness."
Zhao Architecture seems to be out of words.
This man is out of words.
"Brother, I'm calling you brother today." Wang An said: "Brother, although my sexual orientation is the opposite sex, I fell in love with you for a short period of 20 minutes when you were talking about T. During the answering session , I fell in love with baby Luo for another twenty minutes."
Zhao Zhijie: "I also became rivals with security in those 40 minutes, although now we are back together."
Zhao Zhijie: "In those 40 minutes, there were one million people who became rivals in love with us."
Wang Anan: "Look at the clothes you're wearing today, this white shirt, my God, really."
Zhao Jianzhu: "You wear a white shirt, and Luo also wears white clothes. The impact makes me like watching a sci-fi movie. You don't even know how beautiful Luo is. Where did you get this 3D projection?"
Lin Xun asked seriously: "Can I hear some professional compliments?"
"No." The frame said firmly: "I don't know where to exaggerate, anyway, Luo hangs the whole audience. Did you see the expressions of the audience below, they are like being bewitched by you, all by you Got it under control. Oh yeah, did you see the barrage? I think you're going to be on fire, really. I've had five calls in a while. The funniest thing is the paper cutting, which was saying, 'We don't think it's not In line with our company's development strategy' that, it changed its word and said, 'We have a strong interest in your project and are interested in further cooperation with you'."
Lin Xun dragged his voice "Eh" for a while, then smiled and said, "What's your answer?"
Architecture said: "I replied: I'm sorry, after discussion, we believe that our project does not conform to your company's development strategy. I wish you to find a more suitable partner."
Lin Xun: "You are so poisonous."
Zhao Zhijie: "I'm so happy."
Wang Anan: "I'm happy too."
Lin Xun: "I'm also very happy."
He turned his head and saw Jiang Lian sitting behind him. Brother Jiang never talked to them, but when Lin Xun looked at him, he gave Lin Xun a thumbs up.
Lin Xun felt very stable and said, "Thank you, brother."
Jiang Lian handed him a bottle of water and said, "There are too many people asking questions. In fact, it's timed out, but the backstage staff deliberately extended the time for you, saying that they were reluctant to cut them off and asked you to speak."
Lin Xun unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a few gulps. After talking for so long, he was really thirsty, but the two white-eyed wolves in the security structure were immersed in their own happiness, and only Brother Jiang was always his brother Jiang. .
A new person came in in the preparation room. They went out through the small door on one side and went back to the backstage. Once they got to the backstage, Lin Xun was surrounded.
"Senior!" The little girl in front of him gave him a victory gesture: "You are great!"
Lin Xun: "Thank you."
There is no thank you here, and there is another one: "Senior is so handsome!"
Lin Xun: "Thank you, thank you."
"Senior, can Luo come out now? I really want to take a closer look!"
"He's shy and doesn't want to come out now."
As soon as he finished speaking, a boy crossed the crowd and came over with a blank piece of paper painted and painted: "Senior, I don't quite understand this place, about the theory of scattered clusters..."
Lin Xun: "That's right, you change to a bigger piece of paper first."
"It's okay, I brought a smart board!"
- So, a group of people just sat down and started watching Lin Xun answer the question from his junior. Lin Xun was surrounded by a circle of heads—in fact, there were not many familiar faces, but the name seemed to be contagious. For some reason, everyone called him "senior" and "senior", making Lin Xun feel as if he was older, but in fact He was probably younger than these guys because he skipped a bit more grades.
The boy drew a picture on the board, his eyes burning brightly: "Is this correct?"
The others looked at him too.
When Lin Xun met the gazes of these people, it was as if time had gone back in time, and he had returned to his student days.
During the discussion class, after class, or before the exam, someone would always sit down across from him with a pen and paper and say can I ask a question.
As I talked, the number of people around me gradually increased, and sometimes, halfway through the talk, someone else raised new questions. The summer sun shone through the gaps in the classroom curtains, and as soon as he looked up, he saw their faces.
He rarely has a sad moment, but in this second, his memory suddenly flashed back, and he remembered a line, or a poem, or a lyrics that he saw from nowhere.
Like water, the years flow away, leaving no trace.
The last time I talked to someone like this was three years ago.
And the time of talking about the topic also flows away like water. When I talk about this problem, the people around me start chatting again.
At first, the little girl raised her mobile phone and said, "Senior, there is a hot search at the Science Expo!"
"Ah, I missed that, senior, your name is on the fair!"
It didn't take a moment for another voice: "Wow, another post about Dongjun!"
Another girl behind him asked, "Senior, are you and Dongjun really real?"
"Does the senior have something to do with Galaxy?"
"The live broadcast room is almost two million, but unfortunately the senior has come down. The late bugs are eaten by birds. I really want to laugh."
"Senior, how did you and Dongjun meet?"
Lin Xun has never compared himself to a rabbit.
But he now feels like a rabbit in a wolf's den.
But at this moment-
A voice sounded.
"Sister, borrow it."
"Sister, please let me go."
The school girl rolled her eyes: "Who is your school girl?"
Wang An An: "… "
I saw Wang An'an pulling the frame, traversing the sea of people with difficulty, and finally arrived in front of Lin Xun, stretched out his hand to separate him from the juniors, and blocked them in front of them: "Algorithm is really tired, let's take him to rest for a while. It's been very busy in the morning. If you have any questions, you can ask me, my WeChat ID is 1624—"
He didn't say anything, but the crowd dispersed.
Only wind.
The wind, blowing in from the window, quietly and slowly stroked Wang An'an's hair.
He was quietly in the wind.
His figure has a hint of loneliness that is easy to detect, and stiff, like a piece of code with a sudden bug.
Behind him, Lin Xun was holding the frame, the frame was holding the computer, and his shoulders twitched with laughter. If it wasn't for Jiang Lian, they would have fallen down laughing.
Zhao Jiji trembled like a dog's tail grass in the wind, and said, "Absolutely, I hate that I didn't take the camera."
Wang An'an turned his head and looked directly at Lin Xun: "I'm going to draw a line with you today, I can't appear at the same time as you."
Zhao Jiji: "You still loved him just now."
Wang Anan: "Have I said such a thing? I remembered it wrong."
The two of them quarreled again.
Just at this moment, Lin Xun's phone screen lit up, and he said, "I'm going out to answer the phone."
There is no one in the lounge in the backstage, and some props and equipment are placed. Although it is messy, it is also quiet. There is a long corridor for the staff to walk around.
Lin Xun answered the phone, it was his sister, Lin Ting.
"Forget it, I saw the live broadcast." Lin Ting's voice rang from the other end of the phone: "You are amazing!"
Lin Xun smiled: "It's okay."
"I don't know what to say, I'm very happy." Lin Ting giggled over there: "My roommate asked me for your contact information, can you give it?"
"No." Lin Xun said, "I'll get to know you when I see you."
"I think so too." Lin Ting said, "Calculate."
Lin Xun: "Huh?"
Lin Ting: "Forget it."
Lin Xun: "?"
Lin Ting: "Calculate."
Lin Xun: "...?"
Him: "What are you doing?"
"I am, a little happy." Lin Ting's voice almost flew up: "It's good."
Lin Xun held the phone and smiled.
He said: "I am also very happy."
"Just be happy." Lin Ting said, "You have been happy doing math problems since you were a child."
"Okay," she said, "don't bother you anymore, let's go and celebrate with the architecture and security? Wait, why are they arguing again?"
Lin Xun: "Aren't you used to it?"
Lin Ting laughed again and exchanged a few words before the call ended.
A lot of messages popped up on the screen of the mobile phone, most of them were congratulations from some friends who had not been in contact for a long time. He pulled down the interface and saw a message from senior sister Ye Yuan.
Ye Yuan - The Zeroth Law: Happy promotion Luo, you will never disappoint.
Lin Xun stared at the news for a long time. At that moment, he had a lot to say and a lot of thoughts to describe, but a thousand words were only in his heart, and he couldn't say them, so he could only slowly type "thank you".
Thanks for what
Thank you for your support, or thank you for believing? There may be, after all, human emotions are still very complicated things.
Or thank you for your understanding.
He received a lot of congratulations today, but in fact this sentence carries the most weight.
He knew what Senior Sister wanted to say was that you did not disappoint me.
And for him... the thing he is most afraid of is someone saying to himself, I am very disappointed in you. He is not a man of his own accord. Not only can he not accept that he is inferior to others, but he also cannot accept that he is inferior to Lin Xun as expected by others. This may be the self-cultivation of a lemon essence.
After sending this "thank you", he replied to other people's messages one by one, put down his mobile phone, and looked outside.
Wang Anan and Zhao Jiji stopped arguing, and put their arms around their shoulders and screamed together. Jiang Lian was laughing. He rarely laughed, but he laughed many times today.
Further out, the backstage team was preparing their speeches, and many people gathered to talk.
Looking through another door, the exposition is still being held, and thousands of spectators lined up one after another to watch the field. All he could see was a lively and grand situation.
And he seems to have won a complete victory today, achieved something he has always wanted to achieve, and also received congratulations from almost everyone, wishing him a happy promotion.
But at this moment in the dark and empty lounge, he suddenly felt lost. There seems to be something missing - just a little bit, just a little bit, to be completely happy and integrated into the lively and grand scene in front of you.
… what is it
He lowered his head and wanted to call Luo out and let him stay with him quietly for a while.
The phone was held down.
He didn't have time to react in the future - the next moment, he was suddenly hugged from behind by someone.
Cool hair brushed his cheeks, and a fleeting kiss fell, as if from a far away place.
"Happy promotion, baby."