So, because the RN3 model was too slow in mining data, they simply built a faster one, so that they could sleep after handing in their homework?
Professor Fu was a little amused, 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 also sleepiness.
He thought for a few seconds: "Qi Yan, I'm not sure if you know the significance of this new model you have constructed."
"Everyone here has taken professional courses for a year and knows very well that the basis of artificial intelligence is to collect various raw data. These raw data are not only extremely large in quantity, but also have no fixed format and vary in quality. All of these have created difficulties for data mining.
Therefore, one of the keys to artificial intelligence is the efficiency of data mining. The higher the efficiency, the faster artificial intelligence processes information and reacts, and it will perform more 'intelligently'. This is why I ask you to continue practicing data mining."
He turned to Qi Yan again: "And what I must tell you is that because of your model, the entire field of artificial intelligence can take another small step forward."
Someone in the classroom took a breath of cool air.
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 very wide range of applications and many people will be interested in it. And the patent fees you receive are enough to guarantee your basic living needs in the future."
This amount of money is enough to attract countless people, not to mention a student who has just reached adulthood.
Qi Yan shook his head and said, "I don't want to apply for a patent."
"So you want to?"
Professor Fu immediately had a guess, but he 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 builder of the model, all the information of the model is open to the entire Star Network, that is, everyone can obtain and use this model for free without purchasing it.
"I'm sure. You said that its application range is very wide, which means that many people need it and it can be useful in many places. Open source is the simplest 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 about it: "PVC93 model."
Professor Fu smiled: "It uses a modified version of PVC as the basic structure and was completed in the early morning of September 3rd, so it is called this name?"
Qi Yan nodded: "Yes."
During the conversation between Qi Yan and Professor Fu, the classroom was very quiet, without a trace of noise.
Everyone was listening carefully to the conversation between the two, trying to recall what PVC logical construction is, to understand the significance of data mining in artificial intelligence, and the application for patents and open source, which were still very far away from them.
After Qi Yan decided on the name, almost everyone could foresee that once Qi Yan put this new model on StarNet, 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 plagiarism.
Thinking of this, many people looked at Laurent, who had not spoken a word since Qi Yan walked onto the podium.
Laurent maintained the expression on his face, but his hands hidden under the desk had already clenched into fists.
He was born in 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 they deserved to live in a remote planet for the rest of their lives!
Only he was special. Not only did he come to the capital planet Leto, but he was also admitted to Turan Academy. 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 the education level of remote planets too well. Even if Qi Yan's answer was not stolen, it could only be bought by someone with money.
Moreover, he personally heard someone who knew the situation mention that Qi Yan was able to enter Turan because his family donated a building.
It was so easy to force a playboy like Qi Yan into a desperate situation, to see him lose face like a trapped beast, or even to drive him out of Turan!
However, he tried his best to understand the structure and words that Qi Yan had made, but he still didn't understand.
On the podium, Professor Fu was asking, "You didn't take the first-year courses, so what are these?"
Qi Yan: "I learned all of them by myself."
He had never been to a formal school and had always been self-taught.
Professor Fu nodded and looked at Laurent: "Student Laurent, now that student Qi Yan has proved 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 over, and their eyes 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. His lips moved, but no sound came out.
Apologizing to Qi Yan in public was 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 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 out before had already received a reply.
"Is it done so quickly? I'll add another 30 percent to the pre-agreed fee."
Another 30 percent, that is 650,000 star coins.
Laurent typed a sentence again: "Something went wrong."
The other party replied quickly: "Failed?"
"Yes."
Laurent typed this word and quickly typed again, "It is very difficult to drive him out of Turan. Five hundred thousand is too little."
It took a while for the other party to reply: "How much do you want?"
Laurent raised the corner of his mouth: "Add one million."
Although one million is not a small number, he is sure that the person on the other side will agree.
On the first day of school, he contacted him with an unregistered communication number, wanting to spend money to borrow his hand to drive Qi Yan out of Turan, no matter what means. This person must dislike Qi Yan to the extreme.
His home is on a very remote planet, and it is impossible to 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 problem of RN3 model upgrade. Xia Zhiyang didn't care to listen. He looked Qi Yan up and down several times. He had a lot to say. In the end, he just blurted out: "We agreed that the three poor students would stand side by side, but you left the team and walked on the road of the god of learning who radiates golden light!"
He smiled brightly and was very happy. He almost danced with joy: " You don’t know, 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 OK!”
Qi Yan thought for a while: “If you don’t understand anything in the future, you can ask me.”
Xia Zhiyang and Chen Mingxuan looked at each other, and felt that the dark Turan career had ushered in a dazzling light!
After class, the people from Turan’s academic management department received a notice from Professor Fu and came to take Qi Yan to the office to register, and at the same time uploaded the detailed information of the PVC93 model to Turan’s special page.
After leaving the office building, the clouds that had previously blocked the sun were blown away, and Qi Yan felt uncomfortable in the sun, and frowned subconsciously.
Noticing this detail, Lu Fenghan pointed to another slightly remote path and said, "Where do we go? There are shades from the trees, so it's not sunny."
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 and stay in the sponge sofa all day, wrapped in a soft plush blanket, like a hibernating animal.
He had been observing Qi Yan subconsciously, and the more he observed, the more surprised he was -
how could such a person exist in the world? He was so arrogant that people wondered how he had survived the past eighteen years, but at the same time they felt that all his little flaws were natural and expected.
Thinking of what happened in class just now, Lu Fenghan asked: "Why did you choose open source?"
Qi Yan thought about it seriously: "Telling Professor Fu is one reason, and the other reason is that someone once told me that although information is very advanced now, it is still difficult to obtain resources on many remote planets, especially academic resources."
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, and can quickly get results. But people on remote planets are also very smart and have invested a lot of time and energy, but because of the lack of good models and tools, it takes a lot longer to solve the problem."
"But a person's life is too short. So I thought that I should open source the PVC93 model on the Star Network so that anyone who needs it can use it. This way, maybe it can save some time for a very small number of people."
Lu Fenghan looked at Qi Yan, who told him his idea seriously, and for a moment, his heart softened unconsciously.
He also felt that his eyes were too pure.
At this time, a voice came over sporadically with the wind.
Lu Fenghan had excellent hearing and caught a key word. He held Qi Yan's thin shoulders, turned his feet, and pushed him behind a thick tree trunk to hide his body.
At the same time, a finger was raised to his lips, and his voice was low: "Hmm - be good, don't talk yet."
As he said, his eyes were like an eagle, looking not far away.
Perhaps because they were afraid that he would move and make noise, Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan stayed very close to each other, even as if they were restrained in each other's arms.
The palm on his shoulder was noticeably hot, making Qi Yan feel as if he was burned.
Voices of talking could be heard one after another.
"...I have already analyzed the driving data of the suspended car in this accident, and I can clearly conclude that the automatic driving system equipped in this suspended car had already shown signs of being hacked three days before the accident."
"...Yes, I am sure this was a deliberate murder! The target was the car owner Dyson..."
Qi Yan carefully glanced in the direction where the sound came from, and quickly shrank back. He leaned forward, got close to Lu Fenghan's ear, and whispered to him: "The person on the phone is called Tilia, 39 years old, Turan's teacher, her main research direction is fully automatic control systems, and the laboratory is in Building C-71, Room 917."
After he finished speaking, Lu Fenghan turned his head, looked into Qi Yan's eyes, and asked with a smile: "How do you know?"
"Her research just produced a result a few days ago. Just now in the Academic Management Office, when they registered the model I made, I saw Tilia's photo and personal information."
Lu Fenghan recalled: "It took less than three seconds?"
"But I saw it."
"You saw it, so you remember it?"
"Yeah."
It seemed that the other party of the communication said something, and Tilia was silent for a long time: "So, you want me to completely delete the data analysis results?"
"I don't know how many hidden secrets there are. I only know that this man was murdered deliberately!"
The call was hung up.
Tilia combed her brown hair back with her five fingers, as if she was taking a breath, and then walked out from a remote corner and left quickly.
Qi Yan asked Lu Fenghan: "Do you know 'Dyson'?"
He heard Tilia mention this name.
"Just barely."
Lu Fenghan was thinking about the information Vincent reported to him yesterday.
Dyson, the former superior of the current front-line acting commander Weiss, was transferred back to Leto three months ago and died in a suspended car accident a month ago.
Tilia was responsible for the data analysis of this accident, or where did she get the data of the suspended car from, and concluded that someone had hacked into the automatic driving system.
"Lu Fenghan, it hurts."
Lu Fenghan came back to his senses and realized that his hand was still holding Qi Yan's shoulder, a little too lightly.
It hurt the little girl.
It was also at this time that he realized that the two of them were too close.
Lu Fenghan took a half step back.
A leaf slowly fell on Qi Yan's shoulder.
His neck was rubbed by the edge of the leaf, and Qi Yan tilted his head, "It's a little itchy."
"Don't move," Lu Fenghan reached out to take the leaf off, and when he took it back, his fingertips accidentally touched the white and delicate skin on Qi Yan's neck.
At this moment, as if he was instinctively trying to hide something, Lu Fenghan lowered the hand holding Ye Zi to his side, twirling his fingers unconsciously, looking down at Qi Yan, and chuckled: "I'm used to acting like a spoiled brat."