"As dusk falls, there's smoke from cooking and birds singing. In the courtyard, people are eating and drinking, clinking glasses, and chatting and laughing, right?" Aunt Thirteen lay on her side, supporting her cheek with her hand and propping up her upper body.
She blinked and looked at Yang Fan, her untied black hair hanging on the bed.
Thirteen hasn't changed into his pajamas yet and is still wearing a short-sleeved loose T-shirt and short shorts.
Under the influence of gravity, the soft fabric of the T-shirt lay quietly on her waist, clearly showing the seductive outline of her slender waist.
Lying on the bed, without a blanket, wearing shorts, her slender legs were almost clearly visible.
Round and slender, whitening and straight.
Ah, Yang Fan wants to recite a poem.
The god in the clouds, the fairy in the fog, with a divine posture and a fairy-like waist of thirteen.
As deep as love, as beautiful as a dream, like the legs of Dream Thirteen.
How can you just stand by and watch without taking any action, and make me unhappy
"Yes, don't say it's not heartbreaking, the curtains are rolled up by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers... What beautiful legs! Is your waist thinner? Is your vest line still there? Can I check it?" Yang Fan stared at Shisan's waist and legs, his eyes seemed to be fixed and couldn't move away.
In the past, he liked to shoulder the world and hold his original intention firmly in his fist.
Now, he still likes it, but with a pair of feet on his shoulders.
He is willing to carry the burden and move forward so that others can live a peaceful life.
"Be serious!" Aunt Thirteen was a little used to Yang Fan's look. She put her free hand on her hip and said, "Speaking of going back to my hometown, I want to go and see it sooner."
Yang Fan's eyes widened. Such a charming beauty was at his fingertips, what was he waiting for
So he stood up.
Why are you still chatting? It’s a waste of time. It’s more important to exercise.
Life is movement.
"I've just said a few words, please sit down." Thirteen pushed away Yang Fan's hand that was reaching out to hug her away.
Yang Fan had no choice but to sit back unhappily.
My self-control is getting worse and worse, I feel so ashamed.
Since that night, it was like he had opened Pandora's box, and all the evil in his heart - willfulness, greed, and selfishness - was released.
"The drizzle wets the flowing light, and the fragrant grass grows with hatred year after year. The grass looks green from a distance, but not green when near." After calming down for a while, Yang Fan sighed, "The grass described by the poets is poetic and picturesque, and it is a pastoral scenery. However, the grass in the eyes of farmers is a kind of plant that is notorious for its crimes and deserves to die. Don't have too much hope for the hometown I mentioned. I'm afraid that the greater your expectations, the greater your disappointment will be."
"No, it's not like I haven't seen the photo before." Aunt Thirteen smiled slightly, looking very charming.
In the past, she rarely gave Yang Fan this feeling.
Either they are full of girlishness, or they are dignified and elegant, and have nothing to do with charm or enchantment.
It turned out to be my own problem. As Nalan Xingde said, it is easy to change the hearts of old friends, but it is also easy to change the hearts of old friends.
You have changed your mind, but you say that it is the other person who has changed his mind.
It's that no matter how I look at Thirteen, I have sinful thoughts, not that Thirteen is sinful.
That’s why there is a saying that beautiful women are the root of all trouble. Men’s own problems must be blamed on women.
"Qianqian said that she wants to go back to my hometown with me this time." Yang Fan said to Aunt Thirteen.
Aunt Thirteen was not surprised, nor did she refuse. She said, "Sure. There are many seats in the helicopter, so she won't be missing one."
Yang Fan was not curious about Aunt Thirteen's size, but about the helicopter, so he asked, "Did your mother really buy you one?"
"No." Aunt Thirteen shook her head. "It was a special plane that used to pick up Twelve to go to get off work. Including the two seats in the cockpit, there are eight seats in total."
After a moment of silence, Yang Fan did not ask about Twelve, but asked something else: "Will you open the store or hire someone else to open it?"
"It can be fully autonomous." said Aunt Thirteen.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Does it mean you opened it?"
"About the same." After hesitating for a moment, Aunt Thirteen said to Yang Fan, "There are two research projects that Twelve has devoted the most effort to and is most proud of, and artificial intelligence is one of them."
Yang Fan was full of curiosity about Twelve, but he didn't ask anything: "Artificial intelligence today is indeed very scary. Apart from anything else, the fact that it can chat with people scares me."
Thirteenth Auntie changed from lying on her side to lying on her back, with her back against the headboard, and said, "It's just relying on the huge data support of the data center. In the past, artificial intelligence could achieve anthropomorphism, such as voice navigation."
The principles of voice navigation are speech recognition and speech coding. Speech recognition is the conversion of text into speech, and speech coding is the combination of different tone pronunciations to form a long sentence.
Some voice navigations have voice packages of celebrities or internet celebrities. Recording is actually very simple and is divided into two parts.
The first part is the commonly used words, such as turn left and turn right.
These relatively simple words are spoken directly by celebrities or internet celebrities themselves, and you can just use these recorded words in the navigation.
The remaining part is not commonly used, and they are all made by asking celebrities or internet celebrities to pronounce all the tones of each pinyin combination. For example, a has a total of 4 tones. By pronouncing these 4 tones, all the characters can be used.
When doing navigation, you only need to convert these texts into corresponding pinyin, and then find the voice package input by celebrities or Internet celebrities to form their exclusive voice navigation.
Yang Fan nodded: "In the past, movie special effects were only worth a few cents, but now they can be so realistic that they are indistinguishable from the real thing... the power of technology."
Aunt Thirteen said: "Previously, data was dead, but now data can be said to have life, with the same thinking and way of thinking as humans."
Yang Fan was puzzled: "Digital life?"
After a moment's hesitation, Aunt Thirteen said, "You can say that."
"Made by Twelve?" Yang Fan asked.
"It's Twelve and the team she leads." Thirteen did not erase the achievements of other researchers, but everyone in the team can be replaced, but Twelve is irreplaceable.
After a pause, she continued, "The prototype of digital life is twelve, because no one is more suitable than her."
Yang Fan didn't say anything. Thirteen was finally willing to talk more about what happened during her four years in Yanjing.
Aunt Thirteen continued, "No one's heart is purer than Twelve's, and no one's soul is purer than hers. Although we are both similar to Yueyue and Qianqian, and look very similar, I feel ashamed in front of Twelve. She is very kind, so kind that no one can hate her."
Speaking of this, Thirteenth Aunt's eyes seemed to have a shadow of Twelve, and she said gently: "Some people are born to be liked by children, and Twelve is born to be liked by animals. It's magical. She adopted a lot of abandoned stray cats and dogs. Her company was afraid that it would affect her work, so they helped her find people to adopt them all. She left three treasures, and she refused to let anyone take them away no matter what."
It turned out that the three treasures were adopted by Twelve. Through the three treasures, Yang Fan felt that he had lived with Twelve through the air.
"Twelve said that Golden Retriever was the smartest and had the best relationship with her." Thirteenth Aunt sighed, "Golden Retriever used to be very lively and active, but he was also very heartless."