Hearing this, Yang Zhaolin glanced at the office and frowned, "The higher-ups wanted to give Teacher Xin a task, and this task is not in our field. We were still calculating the data, and because of this matter, Teacher Xin has been on the phone for a long time."
Yang Zhaolin had not been in this laboratory for long, but he also knew about the struggles between schools. Where there are people, there is competition. Xin Shun had just returned from the Federation and inherited Dean Li's laboratory. Many people were jealous of him. .
Not to mention, President Xu wanted to get rid of all the people in President Li's faction.
"What is the mission?" Meng Fu lowered his voice.
"I heard from Professor Fang that it seems to be a project of the computer department above, intelligent development of data. You know that people above can do whatever they think of. We are simply unable to do this computer project at our current level, let alone our mathematics field," Yang Zhaolin said here, his expression was also very cold, "Dean Xu was worried that he could not find an opportunity to deal with us, and now this opportunity has come. Allocate this computer project to Teacher Xin."
"Network neurons?" Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Yang Zhaolin vaguely remembered this word. "That's it. Teacher Xin is still arguing with Dean Xu. There are only a few people in our laboratory. After Brother Guan left, more people want to leave. This is also a common practice in the circle. Teacher Xin is still arguing with Dean Xu. This matter must have a result."
Meng Fu nodded and looked at the other people in the office. Meng Xun was calculating the algorithm with Jin Zhiyuan.
The spacecraft was stranded, and there wasn't much assigned to their lab.
Inside the office, Xin Shun hung up the phone with a "click", opened the door and was about to come out with a cold face. After seeing Meng Fu, his inner depression was much less. He put away some of his irritability and smiled: "Are you done?"
...
...
"Yeah." Meng Fu nodded. She looked at Xin Shun's expression and was silent for a moment: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Xin Shun shook his head. He held his phone and hurriedly said hello to Meng Fu. "I'm going to go out and look for Vice Dean Zou. We have a day off this afternoon, so you can all go out and do some activities."
After saying that, Xin Shun left in a hurry.
After Meng Xun finished talking to Jin Zhiyuan, she came to find Meng Fu: "Sister."
Meng Fu turned around, her eyebrows and eyes were sparse: "Did you encounter any problems?"
"No," Meng Xun was calmer than before. She lowered her voice and said, "I'll go back to my aunt's house with you."
Xin Shun gave the laboratory a holiday, and Meng Xun had nothing else to do if he stayed there.
"Okay," Meng Fu was going back to give Yang Lai another acupuncture treatment. She took out the mask and said, "Go and clean up."
Meng Xun quickly packed up her things and left with Meng Fu.
Yang Zhaolin did not go back with them.
After Xin Shun and Meng Fu left, the others in the lab gathered around Yang Zhaolin, all with worry in their voices: "Do you think this mission will really fall on us?"
"We have to trust Teacher Xin." Yang Zhaolin pursed his lips.
The others had different expressions and no one spoke, but Teacher Fang's departure had already reduced their trust in them.
**
Meng Xun and Meng Fu returned to the Yang family together.
Madam Yang and Yang Hua were watching Meng Fu giving acupuncture to Yang Lai.
"Who did Afu learn medical skills from?" Madam Yang watched Meng Fu's acupuncture movements, which were quick and neat, much more neat than the Chinese medicine techniques she had seen before.
She lowered her voice and asked.
Yang Hua looked at Meng Fu's actions, and her eyes became gentle, "Her master."
"Her master?" This was not the first time that Madam Yang heard Yang Hua mention Meng Fu's master. "Then her master must be an amazing person."
Being able to teach a disciple like Meng Fu.
Yang Hua was lost in memories, and after a moment, she spoke softly, "Yes."
Meng Fu pulled out the last golden needle on Yang Lai's leg, pressed a few acupuncture points with her hands, and looked up, "Uncle, how do you feel?"
"Very good." Every time Yang Lai received acupuncture from Meng Fu, he would feel that his legs had improved to a higher level. This time, he even had a feeling that he could really stand up again...
"You need to continue taking the medicine." Meng Fu's spirit was obviously not as good as before. Her voice was faint and there was a sense of distraction between her brows. It was difficult for people to notice her current state.
Only Yang Hua glanced at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu put away the golden needle, she leaned back on the sofa, then looked at Yang Lai with a smile, "Uncle, can you try to help Yang Jiu stand up."
Hearing this, everyone in the hall fell silent.
Even Yang Hua couldn't help but glance at Meng Fu, with disbelief in her eyes: "Ah, Ah Fu, what do you mean..."
"That's right," Meng Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled lazily at Yang Hua's appearance, "Uncle, you try it."
In fact, Yang Lai had some premonition before Meng Fu said it.
His legs were his own, and he knew the condition of his legs better than anyone else.
Now that Meng Fu said this, his hands on the wheelchair were shaking a little.
Yang Jiu's eyes turned red, and he quickly walked over to help Yang Lai: "Boss Yang, let me help you."
His hands were trembling as he held Yang Lai's arm.
Yang Lai held the wheelchair with one hand and Yang Jiu with the other. When he stood up, his legs trembled uncontrollably. A sore and numb feeling spread from the soles of his feet. He could not feel his legs and could only feel the soreness, numbness and tingling.
Obviously, just the action of standing up was enough to put a heavy strain on his body. Layers of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, just like when Meng Fu gave him acupuncture just now.
He stopped for a minute, and finally put down the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up with the support of Yang Jiudian.
Yang Lai is very tall. Even if he doesn't stand very straight and his legs are a little bent, you can still tell that he is about 1.8 meters tall.
Mrs. Yang was sitting next to Yang Hua. She watched Yang Lai stand up. She covered her mouth with her hands, and her usually gentle eyes were glistening with tears.
"Bang--"
Yang Lai couldn't hold on any longer and sat back down.
However, he was not frustrated at all. Instead, he looked up at Meng Fu with such excitement for the first time. Even his hands on the armrest were shaking. "I can... I can stand up..."
Yang Hua also looked at Meng Fu, her eyes showing relief and excitement.
Meng Fu knew that Yang Hua had a knot in her heart ever since she found out that Yang Lai's legs were broken because he went to pick her up.
Meng Fu didn't know how to repay Yang Hua. When Yang Hua picked her up from the trash can, that was the first debt Meng Fu could not repay.
Meng Fu took the matter with Yang Lai more seriously than anything else, so seriously that he was even willing to risk exposing himself.
At this moment, Meng Fu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. She picked up the teacup, raised it towards Yang Lai, and smiled: "Congratulations, uncle."
"Thank you, thank you, Afu..." Mrs. Yang had been sitting in the chair in a daze. At this moment, she finally reacted. She turned around abruptly, grabbed Meng Fu's hand, her voice choked with sobs.
For more than thirty years, Mrs. Yang has seen Yang Lai depressed and give up on himself. Even though he later became successful, his legs have always been Mrs. Yang's biggest regret.
"This is just the beginning. I will list a rehabilitation process for you later," Meng Fu thought for a while. "Dr. Qiao Le will help you during the rehabilitation process. With her around, you will be able to stand up soon."
"You mean Dr. Qiao..." Mrs. Yang has watched all of Meng Fu's variety shows, not to mention that Qiao Le was previously invited by Dr. Qin to do rehabilitation for Yang Lai for a period of time.
Before this, Mrs. Yang, like other netizens, felt that Xiao Wei's ability to stand up was basically due to Qiao Le's efforts, and Qiao Le was invited to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Base because of this incident.
Her acupuncture techniques have become a unique acupuncture method in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Countless paralyzed people wait to see her every day. Qiao Le has already gained a certain reputation in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
But when Qiao Le talked to Madam Yang and others, she was always very humble, and said seriously that there were other people who were really good at it, and that her acupuncture skills were taught by others.
At that time, Mrs. Yang and others always felt that Qiao Le was too modest.
But now...
Madam Yang looked at Meng Fu. She felt that the acupuncture techniques that Qiao Le mentioned should have been taught by Meng Fu.
The Yang family was happy today and drank a few more glasses of wine. Meng Fu wanted to drink, and this time Yang Hua didn't stop her.
**
Meng Xun did not stay at the Yang family that night, but went back to Jianghe Villa with Meng Fu.
It should mean that she sent someone back.
As soon as she entered 1601, Meng Xun saw Dabai. She showed a rare smile on her face: "Dabai, have you gained weight? Don't block the way."
Meng Xun stretched out her legs and kicked Dabai away.
Then he saw Su Cheng following Dabai out.
He was wearing home clothes, his face was slightly indifferent, his eyes were sharp, and his aura was extremely cold. Meng Xun pushed his glasses down, "Brother Su."
Su Cheng put down the fruit plate in his hand, looked up, and greeted Meng Xun politely.
Meng Fu took off her coat and mask. She had drunk some wine in the evening. The Yang family was all happy today. Yang Lai took out his treasured wine, which was very strong.
Su Cheng gave her a cold look, and Meng Fu handed him the coat.
Meng Xun looked at Meng Fu's ease and couldn't help but admire her sister. She was a real warrior.
"Brother Cheng, I have a headache." There was no change on Meng Fu's expression.
"Well," Su Cheng frowned slightly and reached out to support her. She took off her coat, leaving only a base shirt underneath. "Did you drink red wine?"
Meng Fu exclaimed, "Ah!" She thought for a moment and said, "Really? My uncle and I each have one bottle."
Meng Xun didn't dare to say, "You two should each have two bottles."
"Just one bottle?" Su Cheng was so angry that he almost laughed.
He took the man into the bedroom.
Meng Fu said seriously, "I need a computer. I need to check something."
"Okay, computer." Su Cheng wanted to ask her if she could read the words clearly now, but seeing how serious she was, he asked her to sit on the chair, went back to the hall to bring her computer in, turned it on, and asked, "What do you want to check?"
Meng Fu was stunned for a moment, then responded: "Yes, what do I want to check?"
Su Cheng was silent for a moment, which was unusual for him. He bent down and turned off the computer. "Then we'll check it out tomorrow."
Meng Fu reached out and hugged his waist, "Brother Cheng, am I stupid now? My IQ is 180."
"I am good for nothing except looking good."
She began to memorize algorithms.
Su Cheng was trying to comfort her, but when he heard her say that at this time, he was stunned for a moment, then he smiled with a suppressed voice, "No, you're not stupid."
Meng Fu was still memorizing the algorithm. Her face remained calm, and even her peach blossom eyes looked serious, except for a hint of confusion that occasionally flashed across her eyes.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a hint of alcohol on her body. When she looked up, her peach blossom eyes were a little misty.
Su Cheng looked at her for a while, then lowered his head and kissed her, gentle yet possessive.
"Meng Fu," he held Meng Fu's face, his voice was soft and slow with some desire, "there will be such a day."
There will come a day when neither of us owes the world a single thing.
**
When Meng Fu woke up the next day, she had a slight headache, but because of her extraordinary talent, she didn't suffer any serious sequelae.
She sat in the ** and looked at her phone for a while.
It's only six o'clock now.
Meng Fu sat in the bed, thinking about what happened last night.
Some expressionless.
Did she memorize the algorithm all night?
What else did you say?
Meng Fu sat there for about three minutes before she had to accept this fact.
She slowly got up from the bed and checked her phone. There were several messages on it. The first one was from five o'clock.
Brother Cheng: [You said you wanted to check something last night. The computer is in your room. 】
Meng Fu: [Oh. 】
Behind them were Yang Lai, his wife Yang Liufang, and Yang Zhaolin.
The last one was Qiao Le’s. She asked her if she was the one who treated Yang Lai’s leg.
After she replied one by one, she turned back to look at the computer on the table. The computer had been turned off. She hesitated for a moment, put on her slippers, and turned on the computer on the table.
He dragged the chair away, sat on it, then reached out to open the computer with an expressionless face and started looking up the matter of "neural network element".
There is a lot of information about this on the Internet. In fact, this idea was proposed in the Federation 20 years ago, and then a group of scientists from the Federation created this neural network.
Because of this, Skynet suddenly moved up a level and became an immersive web client.
Skynet is a huge force that can almost compete with the Federation. It has countless talented people, and the Federation does not dare to touch Skynet easily.
Therefore, many countries are eyeing this technology, and China also seems to be researching this aspect.
Meng Fu was not very clear about the structure of the neural network element as it involved industry secrets. Skynet did not offer a reward for these points, but there was research on the neural network element.
Meng Fu downloaded the document and started browsing it.
"Neural networks" are not just about computer science, they are also somewhat related to biology and mathematics. The algorithm neurons inside them are very complex, and mathematics plays a role in calculations, but it does not account for a large proportion.
It is indeed as Yang Zhaolin said, such a project should not be placed in the Department of Mathematics.
After reading all the information, Meng Fu couldn't help but press his forehead.
Then she took a USB drive and put everything she saw into it.
She turned off the computer, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After the shower, she opened the door and went out.
Outside, Su Di was in the kitchen. Seeing Meng Fu getting up, he poked his head out and said, "Miss Meng, there's a bowl of hangover soup."
As he spoke, he brought the hangover soup over and gave it to Meng Fu to drink.
Meng Fu wiped her hair with a towel and glanced around the room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Su Cheng wasn't there.
Then she picked up the bowl Sudi handed her and drank it calmly.
As long as she is not embarrassed, Su Cheng will be embarrassed.
Meng Fu had just finished taking a shower. Because she felt embarrassed today, she didn't go out for a run. Instead, she went downstairs to take a walk with Dabai. After Dabai went upstairs, Meng Xun also got up.
It was too late after Su Cheng sent Meng Fu back last night, so he didn't let Meng Xun leave and let her sleep in the guest room here.
Meng Fu reached out and took a bun from the table, biting into it while saying, "Ah Xun, I'll take you to the research institute later."
Meng Xun was brushing her teeth inside. When she heard Meng Fu's voice, she said vaguely, "Okay."
**
At 7:20, Meng Fu sent Meng Xun to the research institute.
In the research institute's office, Teacher Fang left yesterday, leaving only a few younger people. However, everyone there was rather impatient. Teacher Fang was considered to be one of the most experienced people in the group.
Meng Fu held the USB in her hand and asked Jin Zhiyuan, "Where is Teacher Xin? I have something for him."
"Teacher Xin?" Jin Zhiyuan put down his hand that was typing on the keyboard, looked outside, and frowned. "It seems that he went to see Dean Xu. Dean Xu is on the eighth floor. Please wait a little longer. He should be back soon."
Meng Fu clenched the USB drive in her hand, glanced outside the door, thought for a while, and decided to go upstairs to find Xin Shun.
The eighth floor is the office of President Xu and Vice President Zou.
The office door was half open, and you could see that there were a lot of people inside.
"Teacher Xin, this matter was announced from above. Regarding neural network science, I heard that it is mainly your mathematics major. In the mathematics major, your No. 1 laboratory has the highest score. You should consider it as a contribution to the entire institute. If you do a good job, you can also promote merits for the students in your laboratory. This is a good thing." This is the voice of Dean Zou.
"Who is it, Teacher Xin? Just consider it as a sacrifice for the people..." This was the voice of another researcher.
Xin Shun was usually gentle, but for the lab left by Dean Li, he was so angry that his neck turned red, "Fuck you Zou Weimin! This is a good thing, so why don't you do it? Do you have to give us the lab?! Do you think that after Dean Li left, our lab can be bullied?! If we do it well, we can get credit, why don't you mention it? If we don't do it well, the future of everyone in the lab will end here? You say nice things, don't you just want us to take the blame?"
Meng Fu stood outside the door, listening carefully to their conversation.
In the office, a man looked at everyone in the office with a heavy brow and a serious voice: "The president said that someone must solve this matter and the result must be announced today."
The researcher just now looked at Xin Shun with a smile, "Teacher Xin,."
Vice Dean Zou also nodded, "Yes, Teacher Xin..."
Everyone else looked at Xin Shun.
Xin Shun had followed Dean Li before and had never experienced such a fight. Listening to these people's words, he could feel the suffocation coming from all directions, as if he was surrounded by sea water.
It seemed that without Dean Li, his sense of powerlessness became more and more serious. He looked at Dean Xu and others, and finally fixed his eyes on the man: "Dean Xu, Captain Qian, do you know what you are doing? We can't finish this. The future of the young people in our laboratory has come to an end..."
This Captain Qian is from Baili Ze, and this time he is in charge of this project.
Dean Xu seemed to smile. He looked at Xin Shun, very puzzled: "What does their future have to do with me? I have given them the task. If they can't do it, that's their problem. Teacher Xin, you are the laboratory with the highest points. If you can't do it, there is no need for this laboratory to exist."
Meng Fu stood outside the door and only reached out and knocked on it after hearing this.
When everyone looked over, she pushed open the door, glanced at everyone in the office, clenched the USB drive in her hand, and said in a light and calm voice: "Our First Laboratory has accepted this project."
Xin Shun turned around and looked at Meng Fu, stunned for a moment, "But..."
"Teacher Xin, it's useless even if you beg them." Meng Fu said softly.
Inside the office, Vice Dean Chou looked at Meng Fu and didn't dare to speak.
Dean Xu's eyes darkened when he saw Meng Fu, and then he smiled inexplicably, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero."
There was only Captain Qian. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Meng Fu. The other person was unrealistically young, like a freshman, and really didn't look like someone from the research institute. He almost sneered: "Just you?"
Meng Fu tilted her head to look at Captain Qian. Her peach blossom eyes were very clear and her voice was neither humble nor arrogant. "Well, I'm CA1937."
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