So, you think the rn3 model is too slow in mining data, so you just build a faster one so you can hand in your homework and go to sleep
Professor Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he also felt that this reason was very... real.
It seems that not only laziness is one of the driving forces of human progress, but sleepiness is also.
He thought for a few seconds and said, "Qi Yan, I'm not sure if you know the significance of this new model you constructed."
“Everyone here has taken professional courses for a year and knows very well that the foundation of artificial intelligence is to collect various raw data. However, these raw data are not only huge in volume, but also have no fixed format and vary in quality, which makes data mining difficult.
Therefore, one of the keys to artificial intelligence is the efficiency of mining data. The higher the efficiency, the faster the artificial intelligence can process information, the faster it can react, and the more intelligent it will be. This is why I ask you to keep practicing data mining. "
He turned back to Qi Yan and said, "And I must tell you that because of your model, the entire field of artificial intelligence can take another small step forward."
Someone in the classroom gasped.
After listening to Professor Fu's words, Qi Yan himself did not have any emotional reactions such as surprise or pride. He just nodded and said, "I understand."
Professor Fu admired Qi Yan's ability to control his emotions and continued, "Therefore, I suggest that you apply for a patent for this new processing model. It has a wide range of applications and many people will be interested in it. The patent fees you receive will be enough to guarantee your basic living needs in the future."
This amount of money is enough to attract countless people, let alone a student who has just reached adulthood.
Qi Yan shook his head: "I don't want to apply for a patent."
"So you want to?"
Professor Fu immediately had a guess, but felt it was unlikely.
Qi Yan answered without hesitation: "I want to open source."
Professor Fu asked in a complicated tone: "Are you sure?"
Open source means that as the architect of the model, all information of the model is open to the entire network. In other words, everyone can obtain and use the model for free without purchasing it.
"I'm sure. You said it has a wide range of applications, which means that many people need it and it can be used in many places. Open source is the easiest way to ensure that everyone who needs it can use this model."
Professor Fu was stunned for a long time before he smiled and sighed, "I am narrow-minded."
Qi Yan: "No, you are just protecting my interests as your student."
Professor Fu smiled warmly: "If you want to open source, you can put it directly on Turan's special page. In addition, you also need to give this model a name."
Qi Yan didn't think much: "PVC93 model."
Professor Fu laughed: "It uses a modified version of PVC as the basic structure. It was completed in the early morning of September 3rd. So it's called this?"
Qi Yan nodded: "Yes."
During the conversation between Qi Yan and Professor Fu, the classroom was very quiet without a single noise.
Everyone was listening carefully to the conversation between the two, trying to recall what the PVC logic construction method was, to understand the significance of data mining in artificial intelligence, as well as the patent application and open source that were still extremely far away from them.
After Qi Yan decided on the name, almost everyone could foresee that once Qi Yan put this new model on the Star Network, the pvc93 model would soon replace the rn3 model and become the most important tool for data mining.
But ten minutes ago, Qi Yan was still being questioned, and the final result submitted was plagiarized.
Thinking of this, many people looked at Laurent, who had not spoken a word since Qi Yan walked onto the podium.
Laurent maintained his facial expression, but his hands hidden under the desk were clenched into fists.
He was born on a remote planet in the Kepler region. From childhood to adulthood, he was the smartest among all people, and no one could surpass him. In his eyes, no matter whether it was people in the same school or people around him, they were all mediocre with insufficient intelligence and deserved to live in a remote planet for the rest of their lives!
He was the only one who was special. Not only did he come to the capital city of Starleto, but he was also admitted to Turan College. And when he arrived in Turan, he also found that there were still many people here who were not as good as him.
Therefore, he knew too well the education level of remote planets. Even if Qi Yan's answer was not stolen, it could only be bought from someone with money.
Moreover, he personally heard from an insider that Qi Yan was able to enter Turan because his family donated a building.
It would be so easy to force an unlearned and unskilled playboy like Qi Yan into a desperate situation, watch him lose face like a trapped beast, or even drive him out of Turan!
However, he tried his best to understand the structure created by Qi Yan and the words he said, but he still didn't understand.
At the podium, Professor Fu was asking, "You haven't taken the first-year courses, so what are these?"
Qi Yan: "I learned all of this by myself."
He has never been to a formal school and has always been self-taught.
Professor Fu nodded and looked at Laurent: "Student Laurent, now that Student Qi Yan has proven that there is no problem with the final result he submitted, you need to apologize to him for your rash questioning just now."
Laurent froze.
At this moment, everyone in the classroom looked at him, and their gazes made him feel like a thorn in his back.
It seemed like an eternity had passed before Laurent slowly stood up, straightened his back, and looked directly at Qi Yan who was standing next to the small optical computer. He moved his lips but could not make any sound.
Apologizing to Qi Yan in public is no less than a humiliation!
But Professor Fu was still watching, and everyone was watching.
Laurent finally said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."
After saying that, he strode out of the classroom.
At this time, everyone was in class. Laurent stood in an empty corner and opened his personal terminal. The message he had sent before had already received a reply.
"It's done so quickly? I'll add another thirty percent to the pre-agreed fee."
Add another 30%, that’s 650,000 star coins.
Laurent retyped the sentence: "Something went wrong."
The other party replied quickly: "Didn't succeed?"
"right."
Laurent typed this word and quickly typed, "It will be very difficult to drive him out of Turan. Five hundred thousand is too little."
After a while, the other party replied: "How much do you want?"
Laurent's lips curled up: "Add one million."
Although one million is not a small amount, he is sure that the other party will agree to it.
On the first day of school, he contacted him with an unregistered number, trying to use money to borrow his hand to drive Qi Yan out of Turan, using any means necessary. This person must be extremely disgusted with Qi Yan.
His home is on a very remote planet, which can't provide him with a good life and financial support. He doesn't want anyone to know where he comes from, so he needs a lot of money to maintain his life and face, the more the better.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the other party replied: "Are you sure you can make Qi Yan infamous and leave Turan?"
Laurent replied: "Of course."
"Okay, deal."
In the classroom.
Qi Yan returned to his seat. Professor Fu was explaining the upgrade of the RN3 model. Xia Zhiyang didn't bother to listen. He looked Qi Yan up and down several times. He wanted to say a lot of things, but in the end he only said dryly: "We agreed that the three poor students would stand shoulder to shoulder, but you left the team and walked on the road of the academic god emitting golden light!"
He smiled brightly and was so happy that he almost danced with joy: "You have no idea, we didn't understand what you just said to Professor Fu, so we felt it was so amazing!"
Chen Mingxuan also jokingly asked: "Are you still in need of a younger brother? Xia Zhiyang and I are both available!"
Qi Yan thought for a moment and said, "If you have any questions in the future, you can always ask me."
Xia Zhiyang and Chen Mingxuan looked at each other and felt that Turan's dark career had been greeted with a dazzling light!
After class, someone from Turan’s academic administration department received a notification from Professor Fu and came to take Qi Yan to the office to register. At the same time, they uploaded the detailed information of the PVC93 model to Turan’s special page.
Coming out of the office building, the clouds that had previously blocked the sun were blown away. Qi Yan felt a little uncomfortable under the sunlight and frowned subconsciously.
Noticing this detail, Lu Fenghan pointed to another slightly secluded path and said, "Where do we go? There are trees in the shade, so we won't be exposed to the sun."
Qi Yan had no objection.
Lu Fenghan couldn't help but laugh - he couldn't stand the sun or the heat, and when winter came, he would probably be afraid of the cold, so he would stay in the fluffy sofa all day, wrapped in a soft blanket, like a hibernating animal.
He had been subconsciously observing the prayers, and the more he observed, the more surprised he became—
There are such people in the world. They are so delicate that people wonder how they survived the past eighteen years, but at the same time, they think all his little problems are natural and expected.
Thinking of what happened in class just now, Lu Fenghan asked: "Why choose open source?"
Qi Yan thought about it seriously and said, "Telling Professor Fu is one reason. Another reason is that someone once told me that although information is very advanced now, it is still difficult to obtain resources, especially academic resources, on many remote planets."
Qi Yan rarely speaks so long, and his speech is a bit slow. "For the same problem, Leto's researchers have a mature system and the best model tools, so they can quickly get results. But the people on remote planets are also very smart and have invested a lot of time and energy, but because they lack good models and tools, it takes a lot longer to solve the problem."
"But life is too short. So I thought that I could open source the PVC93 model on StarNet so that anyone who needs it can use it. This way, maybe it can save a little time for a very small number of people."
Lu Fenghan looked at Qi Yan, who was telling him his thoughts seriously, and for a moment, his heart softened unconsciously.
I also felt that his eyes were so clear.
At this time, voices came sporadically with the wind.
Lu Fenghan had excellent hearing and caught a key word. He grabbed Qi Yan's thin shoulder, turned around, and pushed the man behind a thick tree trunk, hiding his body.
At the same time, he put a finger to his lips and said in a low voice: "Shh—be good, don't talk yet."
As he spoke, he looked towards a place not far away with an eagle-like gaze.
Perhaps because they were afraid that he would move around and make noise, Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan got very close to each other, even as if they were being held in each other's arms.
The hand on his shoulder was noticeably hot, making Qi Yan feel as if he was burned.
There were voices talking one after another.
"… I have analyzed the driving data of the hover car involved in this accident. I can clearly conclude that the autonomous driving system of this hover car had been hacked three days before the accident."
"...Yes, I am sure this was a premeditated murder! The target was the car owner, Dyson..."
Qi Yan carefully glanced in the direction of the voice, then quickly retracted his gaze. He leaned forward, got close to Lu Fenghan's ear, and whispered to him, "The person on the phone is Tilia, 39 years old, Turan's teacher, and her main research direction is fully automated control systems. Her laboratory is in Building C-71, Room 917."
After he finished speaking, Lu Fenghan turned his head, met Qi Yan's eyes, and asked with a smile: "How did you know?"
"Her research just came out with results a few days ago. Just now in the Academic Administration Office, when they registered the model I made, I saw Tilia's photo and personal information."
Lu Fenghan recalled: "Less than three seconds?"
"But I saw it."
"You saw it, so you remembered it?"
"Um."
It seemed that the other party on the communication line said something. Tilia was silent for a long time: "So, you want me to completely delete the data analysis results?"
"I don't know how much hidden truth there is, I only know that this person was deliberately murdered!"
The communication was disconnected.
Tilia combed her brown hair back with her five fingers, seemed to take a breath, then walked out from a remote corner and left quickly.
Qi Yan asked Lu Fenghan: "Do you know 'Dyson'?"
He heard Delia mention the name.
"Just barely acquaintance."
Lu Fenghan was thinking about the information Vincent reported to him yesterday.
Dyson, the former superior of the current acting front-line commander Weiss, was transferred back to Leto three months ago and died in a hovercraft accident a month ago.
Tilia was responsible for the data analysis of this accident, or where she got the data of the hover car from, and concluded that someone had hacked into the autonomous driving system.
"Lu Fenghan, it hurts."
When Lu Fenghan came to his senses, he found that his hand was still holding Qi Yan's shoulder, not very firmly.
It hurt the little delicate one.
It was at this moment that he realized that the two people were too close.
Lu Fenghan took half a step back.
A leaf slowly fell on Qi Yan's shoulder.
The edge of the leaves rubbed his neck, and Qi Yan tilted his head, "It's a bit itchy."
"Don't move," Lu Fenghan reached out to take the leaf down, and when he took it back, his fingertips inadvertently touched the white and delicate skin on Qi Yan's neck.
At this moment, as if he instinctively wanted to hide something, Lu Fenghan dropped the hand holding the leaf to his side, twisted his fingers unconsciously, lowered his eyes to look at Qi Yan, and chuckled: "You are used to acting like a spoiled child."