Since joining Prime, Du Ruo's abilities have improved by leaps and bounds.
That day in the dormitory, she saw Qiu Yuchen's homework and casually discussed it with her.
Qiu Yuchen was shocked: "How do you know?"
Du Ruo: "How could you teach me?"
There are so many masters in various disciplines in the team, everyone can be her teacher.
Let alone others, Jingming alone is enough for her to dig for a long time.
During the period of working with him, she really understood the meaning of the word "genius". He understands and is proficient in all subjects related to robots, and his ideas are unconstrained, always providing breakthrough points for people in various groups. He also strategized in the cross field between several groups, with ease.
Since the signal output of the sensor system needs to be connected with the signal reception of the control system, Du Ruo has to deal with Jing Ming almost every day, discussing the signal form, and his suggestions often make her suddenly enlightened.
But she is not just in and out.
At the end of the month, she took the improved induction system to hand in homework in front of Jingming: "Boss, the induction system has successfully lost weight."
At that time, Jing Ming was sitting in front of the computer and was busy with the program docking, so he said "OK" casually, without even looking at her.
Du Ruo stood by the table without moving.
Jing Ming noticed, raised his eyes, looked at her for a while, and asked, "Praise?"
"No. There is no need for praise for such a simple matter." She pulled a chair and sat down, her eyes brightened, and said, "However, I have a new idea and I want to report it to the organization."
He hooked the corner of his lips very lightly, and didn't pay much attention to it, looking at the screen: "What do you think?"
"I want to add an additional sensing program in it." Du Ruowei said while leaning on the table, "If it senses that there is a competitor in the front, side, or side, the vehicle will try its best to speed up and catch up. Of course, it will be difficult to catch up if it is too fast. Manipulation, you can control this chasing process within tens of seconds. How about it?"
Now, Jing Ming turned his head to look at her: "Not bad."
Du Ruo was delighted: "Do you need to report and discuss in the group?"
"No. Approved." Jing Ming said in a nonchalant tone, "Just add a program to it." Finally, he said, "We originally wanted to add a part of artificial intelligence to the racing car's brain to make it a little more autonomous. . The situation you present is one of those."
Du Ruo knew.
At the beginning of its establishment, the goal of Prime was not only to develop driverless cars, but also to endow advanced artificial intelligence in the car brain.
She is looking forward to the day when the racing car is built.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
He moved his eyes again: "What are you looking at?"
"Why do you know everything?"
"What do you mean can do anything?"
"You understand transmission control, you understand machinery, and you understand computers. When did you learn it?" she asked.
Jing Ming: "Maybe you learned it when you were taking politics class."
Du Ruo: "..."
Her expression immediately collapsed, she gave him a white look, got up and left.
He laughed and stretched out his hand to pull her: "I'm just kidding!"
When he stretched out his hand, he originally wanted to stop her arm, but accidentally caught her hand.
The boy's hot fingers scratched her palm, and her heart trembled.
He also froze for a moment, the girl's hands were small, soft, a little cold, but the palms were a little damp from the heat.
He let go of his hand immediately, and she quickly withdrew her hand, as if nothing had happened, and went back to her seat.
I don't know if it was because she was sitting by the window and the summer sun shone in, making her back feel hot and itchy.
The central air conditioner is obviously on.
She got up and closed the curtains, folded a piece of A4 paper and fanned it for a while, to feel better.
Looking in the direction of Jingming, the mobile whiteboard in the laboratory blocked half of his face, only his red lips and handsome chin could be seen, and the boy's broad shoulders held his white shirt upright.
Looking up, a cool driverless car design concept map on the whiteboard.
She stared at the car for a long time. Before long, the car would come off the drawing paper and become a real thing.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.
At the beginning of July, all the equipment parts of the sensing system, control system, and execution system were ready, and a series of infrastructure such as logistics shells, bearings, chassis, and tires were purchased. The production workshop and senior automotive engineers of the school’s cooperative automobile company also contacted in place.
Afterwards, Jing Ming stayed in the spotless car workshop, explaining, coordinating, discussing and loading the cars with the engineers.
The loading requirements are extremely stringent.
Only Jingming, Li Wei, He Wang and Zhu Tao participated in Prime, and the remaining 20 were all professional automotive engineers.
Du Ruo failed to enter the workshop, but looked through the glass window once or twice.
For the first time, the car only had a large chassis, on which various equipment components were coded in order, and red and white pipelines were connected to it. The vehicle is lifted in the air by six metal pillars that can be raised and lowered, and a large pallet full of parts can be seen.
On a second look, the car has become a bit richer and bulkier, the shape is out, the body brackets are in place, the internal structure is partially hidden, but the bonnet and tailgate are not installed, and the tires are hanging loosely on it. Like a shelled robot.
Both times, Jing Ming didn't notice Du Ruo outside. Like the rest of the staff, he wears blue overalls and is either analyzing drawings or assembling details.
Once, Li Wei passed by the corridor and was about to enter the workshop. When he saw Du Ruo, he asked, "Are you looking for Jingming?"
Du Ruo was taken aback: "No, I'll just take a look and leave right away. Come on."
After speaking, he ran away quickly.
After that time, I never went there again. Because final exam week is here again.
Du Ruo returned to school and devoted herself to her daily study.
until a week later,
That night, she reviewed a little late, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening when she came out of the library.
In early July, Beijing is already very hot.
Although it was late at night, there was no breeze. Fortunately, the school is full of trees, so it won't be uncomfortably hot.
Du Ruo walked slowly with her schoolbag on her back, wiping the sweat off her mouth from time to time, curious about Jing Ming's situation.
In the past more than a month, I have spent every day fighting together, but now I suddenly feel relaxed, and I am still not used to it.
She was curious to know how the car was getting assembled.
It's been almost a week.
She thought, taking a deep breath and looking up at the sky. The branches are lush, and the summer night sky is interspersed with hazy city lights.
She walked all the way back to the dormitory,
He stopped a few meters away from the door.
Jing Ming was standing under a big poplar tree, looking at her with that wry smile on his lips.
She was overjoyed and ran over immediately: "Why did you come out? The car is ready?"
"Ah," the corners of his lips curled up, and the smiles in his eyes were dotted with teenage madness, "Want to see it?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now."
"Then let's go. Immediately!"
…
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jingming's silver sports car circled into the garage, drove into the yard outside the manual workshop, and stopped.
It was very quiet all around, and the summer night bugs were screaming in the grass.
Walking into the artificial workshop, the corridor is also quiet and the lights are bright.
Because it was night, the windows of the workshops on both sides of the corridor had their shutters drawn, making it impossible to see the scene clearly.
Jing Ming walked to the door of a workshop, opened the door with a key, and flipped the switch on the wall.
Numerous fluorescent lamps were turned on, illuminating the silver-gray workshop as bright as day. There are a few computer desks and desks in the corner, and there is nothing on the lifting column beside it. Instead, there is a car in the middle of the empty workshop, covered by a silver-gray cover cloth, blending in with the surrounding cold environment.
The car cloth is soft and smooth, sticking to the short racing car, the shape of the body and wheels looming, like a beauty waiting to be unveiled.
Needle drop can be heard.
Du Ruo was a little nervous when she heard her heart beating, and looked at Jingming: "This is her?"
"yes."
"is her."
As the boy said, he walked over and turned to face her, with a flying smile on the corner of his mouth, he pulled up the corner of the silver cloth, and raised his arms.
With a "wow", the silver cloth flew up, and a bright red racing car with white and blue stripes appeared in front of it.
The low, streamlined body, the four-wheeled ostentatious, and the white, blue, and red design spray paint on the body are shiny and cool!
Du Ruo screamed and rushed over, couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but also afraid of sticking sticky fingerprints on its smooth shell.
So beautiful!
The shell is so silky that it glows silver under the light, like a peerless beauty.
"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful, it's perfect!" She was so surprised that she could only repeat these two sentences over and over again.
"Yes, it's so beautiful." He also sighed.
"It's not close." Jing Ming pulled a paint spray gun over, walked to the side of the car, and pointed his chin behind him, "Come here."
Du Ruo ran behind him.
Holding the nozzle in his hand, he took a step back, looked at the car left and right, thought it over, stepped forward, pressed down on the nozzle, and made a pop.
He swiped his arm a few times in the air, and a white English letter fluttered gracefully on the car body:
"Prime No. 1"
The Prime team's first large commercial robot: Prime 1.
Du Ruo clenched his fists and waved his hands wildly. He said excitedly, "When will the people in the team test the car? Tomorrow? What if I can't sleep tonight?"
"Want to try now?" Jing Ming tilted his head to look at her and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Now?" Du Ruo looked around at the desks, computers, consoles, and elevators, "This is in the workshop."
Jing Ming took out a car key from his pocket, and lightly tossed it to her: "Go and play, if it breaks, I'll be the one to blame."
Du Ruo caught the key he threw, and his body temperature was still on the metal piece.
It was ridiculous to drive a race car in the office, but he said yes, and she was fine with it.
She opened the car door and sat in. The racing car had only one seat, and it was short and narrow. She was almost half-lying and got stuck, not much distance from the ground.
Jing Ming stood aside, looking down at her: "The seat can be adjusted."
He leaned down in front of her, almost holding her in his arms, and slowly adjusted the buttons under the seat.
Du Ruo was enveloped by him in an instant, and with that faint fragrance again, the man's angular jaw was approaching her eyes. She sat on the seat a little stiffly, trying to lean against the back of the seat.
She didn't know at all that at such a close distance, her unconsciously aggravated breath sprayed hotly on his neck.
In the middle of the night, in the silver workshop, it was very quiet.
He pushed the button, and the seat suddenly moved forward. Du Ruo leaned forward and bumped into him. She threw herself into his arms, and her lips touched his ears.
The boy's ears were cool, soft and soft.
Du Ruo's eyes widened, she turned her head away immediately, her cheek brushed against his chin.
She could feel her heart beating violently at the fingertips holding the key tightly.
As for the perpetrator, he turned his head to look at her, and said rudely: "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't control the range well."
The person has stood up, and the tall figure blocks the light above her head.
Du Ruo swallowed, pretended nothing happened, moved on the seat, and said, "Well, the adjustment is just right."
Jing Ming: "I also think it's just right."
Du Ruo: "..."
How do you feel it makes sense? Must have thought too much.
"It's fun." Jing Ming leaned over again, closed the car door for her, and stepped aside by himself.
After Prime added a car seat, two sets of starting systems were made, one is AI intelligence during competitions, and the other is key-assisted opening.
Du Ruo gripped the key tightly, inserted it into the hole, took a deep breath, and twisted slightly.
The racing car accelerated instantly, and within a few seconds, the speed was soaring, rushing towards the opposite silver lifting pole.
Du Ruo was not mentally prepared and screamed: "Ah!!"
But in less than a second, when halfway and a few meters away from the pillar, the car stopped suddenly. Du Ruo leaned forward, but the heart that jumped out hadn't recovered yet, the racing car suddenly turned sharply, rushed towards the desk, stopped halfway, turned again, and rushed towards the far wall.
Reciprocating in this way, while accelerating the impact, while sensing obstacles, it will quickly stop and change direction.
Du Ruo quickly changed from being frightened to a habit, just like driving a karting bumper car!
The red car "bumped" everywhere in the silver workshop, but it hit an invisible wall of air a few meters in front of the obstacle.
"It's so exciting! It's so fun!" she shouted as she dangled around in the car, laughing.
Jing Ming stood by the wall with his pockets in his pocket and watched. He couldn't see her, only heard her laughter coming from inside his robot.
He raised his eyebrows, walked towards the center of the workshop, and stood behind the side of the car.
Sitting in the car, Du Ruo watched the racing car collide, turn, collide again, and turn again through the narrow glass - Jing Ming!
The car rushed towards him at a high speed, and she turned pale with fright: "Get out of the way!"
With his pockets in his pockets, he raised his brows slightly, leisurely and leisurely.
She hurriedly grabbed the key, and just about to turn it, the car braked in front of him. She turned the key quickly and the car came to a complete stop.
She was covered in cold sweat, and her heart was about to explode: "You are crazy!"
He was a little amused, and mocked lightly: "Are you stupid or cowardly? Can you hit me? You are responsible for the infrared and biometric sensors."
Du Ruo opened the car door, poked his head out before getting out of the car, and smashed the key at him forcefully.
He stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, heh, it really hurts.
"You have a lot of strength." Jing Ming hissed and shook his hand, "That's right. You used to climb trees and carry rocks when you were young."
Du Ruo gave him a hard look, and went to straighten the cover of the racing car, his back was full of anger when he was walking.
He followed her, taunting: "Are you scared? Why? Are you afraid of hitting me?"
"Nonsense! If you die, I'll be a murderer!" Du Ruo said angrily, pulling at the silver cloth, "It's a big loss."
Jing Ming went over to help her pull up the other corner of the long cloth: "The murderer wasn't you either. It was her."
Du Ruo was taken aback, and looked at the racing car that had calmed down.
She was sitting in the car just now and did nothing. There is no external accelerator, steering wheel and brakes in the car, all rely on the robot brain in the car.
Prime No.1, she is a living creature.
This thought somehow made her feel a chill down her back.
The two covered the car cloth together, the warm red disappeared, and the world returned to a calm silver gray.
Seeing her frowning, Jingming asked, "What?"
Du Ruo frowned: "If one day, unmanned driving is widely promoted, won't there be safety problems?"
Jing Ming sneered, and said, "Last year, there were more than 250,000 traffic accidents nationwide, and the death toll was 60,000 to 70,000."
"..." Du Ruo was speechless, "It's a pity you don't join the debate club."
Jing Ming hehe, said with disdain: "Debate is such a low-level thing."
"Hey, I'm from the debating club."
"I know."
"..."
She whispered, "Go to hell."
"I can hear you."
"I know."
"..."
Turn off the lights and walk out of the workshop.
In the yard, the moonlight was shining, and the insects had already fallen asleep, quietly.
When Du Ruo got into the car, sat in the co-pilot, and put on his seat belt, he suddenly thought of something: "I was the first to test the car? What if something goes wrong? Are you so confident?"
Jingming started the sports car and let out a snort:
"Are you stupid? I tried this car in the yard earlier, otherwise I would let you sit in it?"