Chapter 451 Strange Brain Circuits

Tao Yang left the next morning, and Sun Miao left the next afternoon.

Once the two left, the apartment became quiet, with only the sound of typing on a keyboard remaining.

Without Tao Yang to liven things up, Qiao Xing always felt something was missing, and he lost his motivation to work.

Suddenly, she felt her stomach growling. She glanced at the time in the lower right corner of her computer screen; it was already seven o'clock.

She glanced back at Shen Boyan; he was wearing headphones, engrossed in his own world.

Qiao Xing got up and checked the refrigerator. Since Tao Yang and the others left in the afternoon, there were no leftovers from lunch.

She walked over to Shen Boyan and patted him on the shoulder.

Shen Boyan glanced at her, took off his headphones, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Are you hungry?

Upon hearing these three words, Shen Boyan felt a sense of déjà vu, as if waking from a dream. "It seems so."

"Don't you even know if you're hungry or not?" Qiao Xing's mind was filled with what Tao Yang had said before. The fact that this person almost starved him to death now seemed very credible.

Shen Boyan picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and leaned back in his chair. "I've passed the hunger pangs, I don't feel hungry anymore."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" she asked, then added, "I have to go home, I definitely won't have time to cook. Shall we eat out, or order takeout? Which do you prefer?"

She didn't feel like cooking when she got back, so she decided to eat first and then go home.

"I'm fine with either, you decide."

The smoke from Shen Boyan's mouth drifted past Qiao Xing, and she felt a little nauseous from the smell, so she subconsciously took two steps back.

"Let's eat out then, the wait for takeout is quite long."

Shen Boyan noticed her movement and saw that her brows were furrowed. He paused with the cigarette between his fingers and then extinguished it in the ashtray.

"Can."

Qiao Xing turned around and went back to tidy up the table, grabbed her bag, and called Shen Boyan to go downstairs together.

After going downstairs, the two looked at the surrounding restaurants and began to struggle with what to eat.

Shen Boyan was easygoing and didn't care about anything. He put his hands in his pockets and stood lazily next to Qiao Xing, looking like he was saying, "You decide what to do."

After looking around, Qiao Xing still didn't know what to eat.

Every time she thinks about certain foods, she feels inexplicably greasy, and just thinking about them makes her want to vomit.

She hesitated for a long time before Shen Boyan turned to look at her and asked, "Have you made your choice?"

Qiao Xing scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "I don't know what to eat. Why don't you pick one?"

Shen Boyan looked around and saw the barbecue stall on the second floor across the street. He raised his chin and asked, "That one?"

Qiao Xing frowned. "That's too greasy."

Shen Boyan then looked at another Sichuan restaurant, "That one."

"So spicy..."

"seafood."

"It's too fishy."

"Japanese food."

"What a strange taste."

Shen Boyan turned around and looked at her with a speechless expression. "So what do you want to eat? Porridge?"

Qiao Xing shrank back awkwardly, "Isn't it too bland?"

"Then let's go look somewhere else."

Shen Boyan turned around and continued walking forward, and Qiao Xing quickly followed.

Throughout the journey, Shen Boyan kept asking Qiao Xing about her food, but Qiao Xing refused to eat anything, even though her stomach was growling with hunger. Shen Boyan didn't break down, but she herself was almost going crazy.

After walking for half an hour, the two of them had already arrived at the mall.

After browsing around the mall again, Shen Boyan stopped at the last restaurant and said, "If you still don't want to eat at this one, just go back and have instant noodles."

Qiao Xing looked up at the shop's name on the signboard: Sauerkraut Fish.

"This one will do!"

It suddenly tastes sour, but it seems to be tolerable.

Shen Boyan breathed a sigh of relief, stepped inside, and ordered a large plate of pickled fish and some side dishes.

Qiao Xing touched her stomach and suddenly said, "I think I've passed the point of being hungry. I don't feel hungry anymore."

Shen Boyan glanced at her. "Are you still going to eat?"

"We've already ordered, it would be a waste not to eat it."

"It's okay, I can finish it by myself. You can go ahead."

"..."

Qiao Xing stared blankly at him, unable to respond to his words; his thought process had truly left Qiao Xing speechless.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Xing chose to shut up.

Shen Boyan took out his phone, seemingly very busy, and it was unclear what he was doing.

After the dishes were served, Qiao Xing ate several large bites of the pickled fish. The fish had no bones, and she really liked it.

After a while, she looked up at Shen Boyan, who was still playing on his phone.

"Shen Boyan, aren't you going to eat? What are you doing?"

Without looking up, Shen Boyan said, "I'm working on the AI ​​drawing tool that Sun Miao gave me."

"You can even draw pictures?"

"Yeah, it's similar to the language model you're working on, keyword generation, but the generated results are still not as ideal as I imagined."

"Let me see."

Shen Boyan handed her his phone, and Qiao Xing took it and glanced at it, exclaiming, "The generated image is really beautiful."

"It looks good but is useless. It can't be used in games, and the generated images are different every time. Even with the same keywords, different images are generated."

"Is that so? Then help me generate a login page, like the interface of my Monopoly game."

Shen Boyan opened the program and asked, "What are the requirements?"

"Hmm... dark colors, dark gold and black, the kind that looks very ostentatious."

As she spoke, Shen Boyan typed on his phone.

A few minutes later, he showed his phone to Qiao Xing, "Like this?"

"No, this won't do. It's too fancy. Let's keep it simple."

Shen Boyan nodded and revised the prompts again, but the generated image was still not quite right.

"Let's add some texture, otherwise it looks too plain."

Shen Boyan did as instructed and showed it to her, asking, "How about this?"

"It's alright, but it's still not quite what I expected."

"That's right, it's impossible for it to meet your expectations 100%."

"Then we'll get it done later."

"Okay." Shen Boyan continued to operate his phone.

Qiao Xing glanced at him helplessly, picked up her chopsticks, and continued eating. It was almost nine o'clock.

This pickled fish is delicious; she ate a lot of it, or maybe she was just really hungry.

She was eating when Shen Boyan suddenly showed her his phone again, asking, "Is this okay?"

Qiao Xing glanced at it, and this time she was actually quite pleased. "This time it's very close to what I thought."

"How did you do that?" Shen Boyan asked.

Qiao Xing paused for a moment, picked up her water glass and took a sip. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Shen Boyan said, "'I'll finish it later' is what kind of prompt? Adding it actually worked."

Qiao Xing spat out the water he had just drunk and choked on it.

She coughed and patted her chest.

Are you alright?

Qiao Xing coughed for a long time, tears streaming down her face, before she finally recovered. She looked at Shen Boyan with a complicated expression.

Even after thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out where his thought process came from.

"...I'm fine. I just told you to eat first, and then we'd do this. Why did you..." She didn't know how to assess his comprehension.

Shen Boyan also realized what was going on, "Oh, I thought you were talking about a cue word."

Qiao Xing sighed, now she understood why his ex-girlfriend had broken up with him.