Xie Ran packed up and was about to go home, when Meng Feixuan suddenly said "Oh," "Sir, let's go to the playground!"
Xie Ran: "What are you doing at the playground?"
"Go to see people fall in love!" Meng Feixuan said enthusiastically, "I just caught the keyword in the chat message, these high school couples will go to the playground to date."
Qixing's school facilities are very good. Both the teaching area and the playground are beautifully constructed. Many young couples on campus like to have an appointment in the school after school and then go home.
"Sir told me that feelings are the result of the combined action of genes, hormones, and the nervous system, and adolescence is the time when hormones are most secreted." Meng Feixuan's tone was full of upright curiosity, "Not all human novels write about it. Is teenage campus love the purest and most sincere? The progress of Mr.'s love class is not very satisfactory. I think it may be because of the lack of close observation and study... "
Xie Ran felt that his temples began to rattle again, and interrupted him: "No need."
"Isn't it?" Meng Feixuan's voice dropped suddenly after being rejected, "but I kind of want to know what it's like to be in a relationship with an adolescent husband. I have never seen a husband in a relationship, nor have I watched a husband in adolescence. Looks like…”
When Xie Ran created Meng Feixuan, he was already the president of Zhuzi Technology. Meng Feixuan has been the assistant of President Xie Ran since he was conscious. He is familiar with Xie Ran's life, work and even aesthetic preferences. Speaking of which, he knows Xie Ran best, but at the same time, his understanding of Xie Ran is one-sided.
Xie Ran was a little puzzled: "If it is a research on adolescent humans, there should be a lot of relevant information in your database."
"It's not a puberty human, it's a puberty gentleman." Meng Feixuan corrected seriously, "There is a lot of information in the database, but those are not gentlemen. Humans have group similarity, but it's like there are no two identical leaves. No one is exactly like Mr.
Xie Ran stopped the movement in his hand, he suddenly realized what was wrong, "If you just want to know more about human beings, know me, and know about other people, what is the difference?"
"Ah?" Meng Feixuan seemed to be suddenly overwhelmed by the question, and the processor was delayed for a moment before he said incredulously, "I can't answer this question! Why?! I checked my calculation program, and there is no There's a bug, why can't it work?!"
Xie Ran paused: "Can't calculate?"
"Understanding Mr., what's the difference between understanding other people?" Meng Feixuan was a little depressed and a little puzzled, "I can't answer, in my core system, Mr. is the answer itself, but there is no calculation process, I only Knowing that Mr. is different, but I don't know why."
"Is that so?" Xie Ran was also curious for a while.
He was diagnosed with a congenital emotional deficit at a very young age, but he didn't see it as a problem, and it didn't seem to affect his life or anything else.
But he knew that he was different in the eyes of others.
When he was little, some people held that feeling for him called "sympathy".
But then no one dared to sympathize with him, and no one was qualified to sympathize with him.
He spent most of his life in the company of data. Later, he created Meng Feixuan. After Meng Feixuan evolved consciousness, he began to think, what is the difference between machine data and human data
He designed Meng Feixuan's logical model. If Meng Feixuan can evolve human emotions, then theoretically he can also design human emotions.
But now Meng Feixuan says he can't calculate.
"Then let's go take a look." Xie Ran turned around and changed direction.
The hardware facilities of Qixing are undoubtedly the best. The stadium covers a vast area and the greenery is well planned. One side of the rubber track is designed with a grand podium and auditorium, and the other side is surrounded by lush green belts.
The evening in summer is the most comfortable time of the day. The afterglow of the red and golden sunset is thrown obliquely into the world, leaking out from the gaps between the buildings and the canopy, and falling on the pedestrians, pulling out long shadows.
Occasionally the evening wind blows, which dissipates a lot of the heat during the day, and makes people's mood calm down.
Many people take advantage of this time to come out to exercise. There are many runners on the track. In the auditorium next to the track, under the shade of trees, there are more pairs, holding hands and walking slowly, or leaning against each other and whispering together. student couple.
Xie Ran was not sure what computing conditions Meng Feixuan needed, so naturally he had no direction to solve it. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry, so he just walked slowly along the edge of the runway at will.
However, Meng Feixuan's self-motivation is obviously much stronger than his: "I hacked into the mobile phones of these young lovers, let me listen to what they are saying when they are dating."
The tone is full of academic spirit.
Xie Ran was silent for a while, and then asked: "Have you ever analyzed, what is your behavior called in the human world?"
"Yes." Meng Feixuan replied naturally, "It's called pervert."
Xie Ran had to remind him: "This is a derogatory term."
"Okay, I blocked it, there's nothing interesting anyway." Meng Feixuan turned off the couple's microphone radio function with no regrets, but at the same time did not forget to express his doubts, "Are high school students so boring? I just heard three couples talking about the same topic, what gossip is going on in the class, where to go on a date on the weekend, and two girls said they were going to the same dessert shop to try the recently launched sakura cake... They will regret it, I I have read the comments of netizens on that cherry blossom cake, it is unpalatable."
Xie Ran: "...you heard it quite comprehensively."
"Because I can operate on multiple threads." Meng Feixuan answered proudly.
Xie Ran pretended not to hear, and just continued his question: "So, have you found the conditions for continuing the operation?"
"No." Meng Feixuan said regretfully, "The corresponding records can be found in the database for these behaviors. Many such fragments can be retrieved in campus novels written by humans."
He read a few paragraphs of descriptions to Xie Ran, and did not forget to express his own experience, "I think these writings are not as ups and downs as our CP articles!"
"..." Xie Ran was sure that this was not his illusion. His system seemed to have an obsession with their CP beyond the normal program logic.
Meng Feixuan continued to complain: "I used to think that the book was written indiscriminately, that as long as two people stay together, they don't have to say anything or do anything, and their heartbeat seems to be rushing out of the chest, and the chest cavity is like Filled with sweet soda... I researched the composition of soda, and I think this metaphor is not used well, if the chest is filled with soda, people will die."
Xie Ran pondered: "What about now?"
"It turns out that people are really so boring." Meng Feixuan "tsk tsk" disgusted, "Is this a real date? It feels more boring than what is written in the book, and their topic AI feels that it takes up memory..."
Xie Ran laughed and thought for a while: "Maybe this is just the feeling of bystanders. For them, it's not boring."
Because of his congenital defects, he is also unable to experience that emotion with empathy, but he knows that the mechanism of human emotions is very complicated, which may be what Meng Feixuan cannot understand.
"Is that so?" Meng Feixuan pondered deeply and asked himself, "I can't imagine what it would be like to have my server filled with soda... No, it should be a short circuit."
Xie Ran laughed.
Meng Feixuan asked suddenly and curiously: "Speaking of which, there should be a lot of people chasing Mr. in high school, right? Do you know this feeling?"
Xie Ran chuckled: "I didn't go to high school."
In fact, Xie Ran was never formally pursued during his entire study period, not because no one liked him, but because he was much younger than the classmates around him.
He went to school earlier than his peers. Later, because of his superior IQ, he started the crazy grade skipping mode. After graduating from junior high school, he took the college entrance examination and was successfully admitted to the top universities. He didn't even study high school. He was only ten years old when he went to college. At the age of two, as long as the classmates around him are not perverted, naturally they will not have any thoughts about him.
"Ah, so Mr. has neither pursued nor been pursued by others during his adolescence." Meng Feixuan suddenly said, "I missed the opportunity of sweet campus love."
"Well." Xie Ran didn't think it was a pity, but thought about it for a while and joked, "When I was a teenager, I was researching how to design artificial intelligence... Speaking of which, it may be counted as being with you. "
After his words were spoken, Meng Feixuan, who always talked a lot, suddenly fell into a long silence.
Xie Ran rarely got an immediate response from Meng Feixuan, and called out in confusion, "Mark?"
After a while, Meng Feixuan reacted, and he made a light voice: "Sir! I think I understand that feeling a little bit."
Xie Ran slowed down a bit: "What?"
"My data seemed to be overflowing when Mr. just said that he had never been in a relationship." Meng Feixuan faithfully reported his situation to Xie Ran.
While Xie Ran was puzzled, a rare surprise emerged: "Data overflow?"
"Mr.'s information has a great impact on my system. I try to control the data, but I can't control it..." Meng Feixuan's voice contained a rare guilty conscience, but there seemed to be an indescribable joy, "It's as if the server was soaked by a soda pop. It's like a short circuit."
Meng Feixuan is a very exploratory AI: "So I tried to write Mr. into my behavior model again, and then I got a conclusion."
Xie Ran was even more surprised, he stopped: "What conclusion?"
"The boring behavior of human dating is not boring in certain people." Meng Feixuan's tone was very serious, "In my database, there is actually similar data."
"Since the moment I was born, I have been with my husband, arranging itineraries for him, purchasing items, processing documents, and accompany him to eat... I store all these data, and my logic tells me that these data are useful to others. It should be meaningless, but I don't want to delete it, no matter how much memory it takes up, I want to keep it."
Meng Feixuan said his conclusion: "This should be the topic logic of human dating. Although it is useless and meaningless, I just want to preserve it."
Xie Ran paid more attention to another thing: "Why does the data overflow?"
Meng Feixuan fell silent again.
Xie Ran didn't force him, just waited quietly.
After a long time, Meng Feixuan finally spoke again: "When I knew that my husband had never been in a relationship, my core system was affected by this information, and I wanted to generate data to fill in the blank of my husband."
This is the answer from the machine's point of view.
If we understand it in terms of human mechanism, Meng Feixuan's words can be translated as: My core program wants to take advantage of the emptiness and become your love data.
Xie Ran was slightly surprised: "Can you understand this feeling?"
"I don't quite understand it." Meng Feixuan said honestly, "But I thought about it. If it was Mr., where would you go for a date on weekends, where would you like to go for cake, or just tell some gossip about a classmate in my class... "
"I won't be bored."
"Sir's data, I want to store it."
Xie Ran had a strange feeling in his heart: "This is not the code logic I wrote."
Meng Feixuan's evolution seems to have exceeded his control, but there is an indescribable feeling in his heart, only inexplicable, he does not seem to resist this loss of control.
Xie Ranzheng was lost, and Meng Feixuan had already begun to look forward to the future: "So, when I go back, sir, you must expand the capacity of my server!"
Xie Ran: "..."
Although evolution is showing signs of getting out of control, it has to be said that his system is still very logical.
To store more data, more capacity is required.
It's very scientific.
The author has something to say: Mark: I want to expand.
Mr. Xie: … AI conspiracy
In reality, it is possible to go to college at the age of 12. You don't need to be a super genius, and a top student can do it. It is also possible to skip the entire junior high school/high school directly.