After Dean Xu and his team did this, basically no actuarial researchers were willing to join Xin Shun's team.
and……
Even if someone is willing to join the team, their efficiency cannot reach the speed required by Xin Shun's team. .
Beth from Galton Laboratory is a capable subordinate of Galton, and his actuarial ability is also among the best in the federation.
"He's on vacation recently and has stopped socializing," Gao Dun heard what Meng Fu said without getting entangled. "I'll call him and ask him to come to your place. You should still be in Beijing."
"Okay," Meng Fu nodded. She walked towards the window in slippers, her long white T-shirt covering her thin frame. "Teacher, has your team studied the network neurons of the Federation back then?"
"You want to study the big framework of algorithms?" Galton said in a serious voice.
Meng Fu stood by the window, watching the sky gradually darken outside. Her mood calmed down a lot. She said slowly, "I have searched through all the existing algorithms. They are all very traditional, building neurons layer by layer. The wake algorithm is no longer suitable for the basic structure we are building. The new algorithm has a huge amount of calculations..."
Galton listened quietly to Meng Fu's words. He spoke only after hearing the end, "Don't force yourself to come up with a new algorithm. You can't come up with the Federation's algorithm in ten days. In a short period of time, you need to try to solve the old algorithm. I have a study here. I'll find it and send it to you later."
"Thank you, teacher." Meng Fu spoke slowly.
...
...
Galton hummed, then said, "When are you planning to come to the Federation? Our laboratory is reserved for you, the master of logical space. If you really can't make it, come here."
His voice was very gentle. This was not the first time Galton had persuaded Meng Fu.
Mentioning this, Meng Fu fell silent again.
This was not the first time Meng Fu was silent. In the past, Galton would deliberately avoid this topic, but this time he did not stop. Instead, he smiled and said, "Can I ask if you have any special reasons? Of course, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to answer it."
Galton had heard Meng Fu ask a similar question, and Meng Fu had also answered it. She said she wanted to make good money.
She also said she was afraid of trouble.
But Galton knew that these were not her true thoughts.
This time, Meng Fu was silent.
No one spoke on the phone for a long time, so long that Galton thought Meng Fu would not speak anymore. She then spoke softly, "Have you ever come across an experiment that you didn't like?"
"An experiment you don't like?" Galton was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "How could I not like doing experiments?"
Meng Fu leaned against the window, her eyelashes drooping, and she also laughed softly, "That's true."
Having said that, the two didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.
Galton sent Beth's personal contact information to Meng Fu. Meng Fu and Beth had never talked on the phone, and they usually communicated through text. She added Beth's contact information, put the phone back in her pocket, and returned to the computer.
The neural algorithm is indeed not that easy to construct, and it was even more difficult for them to do it in less than half a month.
There was not enough time to follow the previous route taken by the Federation. The coding was complicated and Meng Fu might not be able to completely decipher it. This time she could only find a simpler algorithm. She opened Skynet and searched for the historical files of network neurons.
Most of them are super projects that require the mobilization of the entire research institute, which is totally impractical for a small factory in China.
Meng Fu got Galton's answer and sent a WeChat message to Xin Shun.
Then he minimized the page, picked up the cup at hand, and continued to walk to the window.
The water in the cup has gone cold.
But Meng Fu didn't care and walked back and forth by the window, which was her habit when she was deep in thought.
When Su Cheng came in, he saw her holding a white porcelain cup and walking slowly back and forth by the window. Her fingers were slender, clean and white. Her cold white fingertips were pinching the teacup, and the blue veins could be seen faintly.
When she was thinking, her eyelashes drooped, covering the carefree charm in her peach blossom eyes.
The air conditioner was on in the study, so it was a bit stuffy, so she opened the window a little.
Su Cheng walked over and closed the window a little, "Su Di made a midnight snack downstairs."
"Wait a moment." Meng Fu responded casually, then suddenly looked up. She put the cup in her hand on the table, and without sitting back in the chair, she directly turned on the computer and entered a line of code.
It was already late, and the light in the study was still on. Su Cheng watched Meng Fu sit back in front of the computer. He walked aside, turned on the light in the study, and did not disturb her. He just closed the door quietly and went back downstairs.
Downstairs, Su Di had already prepared the dessert for midnight snack: "Miss Meng hasn't come down yet?"
"Give me a copy of the recent schedule at the research institute." Su Cheng shook his head and reached out to take the tray from Su Di.
Su nodded, "Okay, by the way, Professor Feng will go to the Federation tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Su Cheng held a tray with dessert and coffee on it.
His voice sounded a little cold.
"The cases submitted by the Chinese Medicine Hospital recently have been refined. It is a new type of disease, which is highly contagious," Su Di frowned. "Domestic machines cannot detect it. The affected areas are all remote villages and towns. The Federation is short of research personnel, so Professor Feng applied directly."
The Perfume Association and the Medical School are almost integrated. The Federation is short of manpower, so the bottom line for going to the Federation has been lowered. Professor Feng won the first prize in the last spice research and met the standards, so he submitted an application to the Federation before.
But Su Cheng didn't expect that Feng Zhi would leave tomorrow.
He took the things and went upstairs to find Meng Fu. Meng Fu had already left some of the things in her hands behind. After hearing what Su Cheng said, she paused slightly and said, "I will go and see him off tomorrow."
The lights in the room were on, and her eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyelids.
She reached out to take the coffee Su Cheng handed her
Su Cheng held her fingers, propped one hand on the table, and looked down with a gloomy look in his eyes. "Don't think too much. Professor Feng is going to study and research. I'm downstairs. Come to me if you have anything."
"Oh." Meng Fu responded slowly.
Su Cheng let go and looked into her eyes: "Is there nothing else you want to tell me?"
"have."
Su Cheng raised his eyebrows.
Meng Fu held the coffee, took a sip, and said in a light tone: "Don't bother me."
Su Cheng paused, then shook his head, "Okay, Miss, I'll go out first."
When he returned downstairs, Su Di had already obtained the research institute's schedule and handed it to Su Cheng.
"Master, Miss Meng took on a project... from the Ordnance Department, and it caused quite a stir. The institute has been arguing all day today," Su Di sneered, "They like to make big promises, and when they can't deliver, they force people to give an explanation. This time, they just happened to find Miss Meng and her team to take the blame."
Things were fine when Director Li was in the institute.
This time, Dean Xu’s malicious intent hardly needed to be concealed.
It is being discussed in various groups and forums, and there are even signs of it on Weibo.
This may not happen to anyone else, but...
This laboratory is populated by people left behind by Dean Li, and teachers and professors from various industries can't help but speak up for him.
It was indeed a big fuss.
Su Cheng glanced back casually, his brows were indifferent, and his whole body was still cold.
"Master, are you going to cross out this project?" Su Di shook his head, looking down on these bureaucrats. "These people haven't even learned how to crawl, but they want to walk. They don't even think about whether fighting among themselves is useful or not. Is it easy to train a researcher?"
He is not good at anything and is the best at passing the buck.
Su Cheng tapped the paper with his fingers, and said indifferently, "Wait a little longer."
**
The next day.
Beijing Airport.
Meng Fu, wearing a mask, came with Duan Yan and others to see Professor Feng off.
Many people came to see Professor Feng off, including some people from the Incense Association. It was very difficult for one of the four associations in the capital to send someone to the Federation, so most people looked at Feng Zhi with envy.
Meng Fu and the others also met Feng Zhi's wife, a very gentle woman, who was holding the hand of Feng Jue, who was about five or six years old.
Meng Fu, Duan Yan and others stood behind, waiting for Feng Zhi to come over.
Meng Fu looked at the yearning that could not be concealed between Feng Zhi's brows and said softly, "Congratulations."
Duan Yan hugged Feng Zhi, his tone unable to conceal his excitement, "Teacher, congratulations on getting what you wished for!"
"I can go, mostly because of you, thank you." Feng Zhi knew his own abilities. His skills had improved in the past year, and he also became the vice president, all because of Meng Fu.
Meng Fu shook her head. She pulled down her mask and said casually, "Teacher, do you really want to go to the Federation? Have you ever thought that it might not be as good as you imagined?"
"That's a paradise for all perfumers," Feng Zhi said with hope in his eyes, "I want to do more there."
Meng Fu looked at the light in Feng Zhi's eyes, pursed her lips, then retracted her gaze and smiled, "Have a good trip."
Feng Zhi went to the boarding gate.
Meng Fu stood there without leaving. Beside her, Little Carrot Ding tilted his head slightly and looked at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu recognized that this was Feng Zhi's son, Feng Jue.
He held his mother's hand, pursed his lips and watched Feng Zhi leave. His eyes were a little red, but he didn't cry.
She placed her hands on her shoulders, bent down, and looked Feng Jue in the eye. “When you grow up and become a perfumer as good as your father, you can bring your mother to see your father.”
Feng Jue had also been secretly glancing at Meng Fu.
As soon as Meng Fu spoke, he recognized Meng Fu's voice.
Hearing this, he tilted his head and pouted, "No."
Meng Fu raised an eyebrow.
Feng Jue spoke in a baby voice, raised his chin, and said in a loud voice, "I want to be a monster!"
Meng Fu: "..."
Good ambition.
Duan Yan and others around her couldn't help but laugh.
Feng Jue's mother also looked at Meng Fu embarrassedly, "He especially likes your image in Mutation 3."
In Mutant 3, she becomes a monster after transforming.
Meng Fu: "..."
That doesn't have to be the case.
Feng Zhi had already boarded the plane. Duan Yan looked at Meng Fu, "Junior Sister, are you going to call back the Fragrance System today?"
"I won't go back," Meng Fu shook her head. She spoke slowly and lazily, "I have something else to do today. I have to pick someone up. I'll go back and see you later."
Beth is coming today.
"Okay." Duan Yan listened to Meng Fu's words. He felt a little regretful that he didn't bring his junior sister back to the class today.
Meng Fu wanted to pick someone up, and it must be her friend. Although Duan Yan wanted to discuss some details with Meng Fu, he did not force her to stay and disturb her. He stood there, and when Meng Fu's back disappeared, he turned around and went back.
As soon as he turned around, he remembered the phone in his pocket. It was his father.
"Dad?" Duan Yan sat back in the car.
On the other end of the phone, Father Duan's voice was very gentle, "The eldest lady just sent someone over to say that her brother had joined the military association and wanted to invite you to a banquet. Will you go?"
Duan Yan is now a popular figure in the Ren family, and countless people want to win him over.
Ren Weiyi is just one of them.
Duan Yan said calmly, without much enthusiasm: "Please help me reject it."
Father Duan on the other side also breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he had already refused, and said in a deep voice: "You are now a popular person in the Ren family, but you must remember that you are a member of the Ren family. The competition of the Ren family has nothing to do with you. Unless you identify with a certain force, otherwise we will treat you equally."
Duan Yan pressed his brows: "I know."
The two hung up the phone.
at the same time.
Ren family.
Ren Weiyi was standing by the window, holding a pair of scissors and trimming a flower. When she heard her assistant report about Duan Yan, she cut off a tender branch that had just sprouted with a "click".
A pot of flowers was ruined just like that.
She didn't mind, she just lowered her eyes and said in a light voice: "Duan Yan, you are really stubborn."
She is now a popular figure in the Ren family, and her brother is a member of the military association, but Duan Yan is not tempted.
It's really a tough nut to crack.
"This is a good thing," the assistant beside her smiled, "You can't even persuade him, which means others have no chance. We still have time. We believe that sincerity can move mountains."
Ren Weiyi nodded calmly: "Have someone keep an eye on Duan Yan."
Many forces in the Ren family now want to win over Duan Yan, but Duan Yan doesn't want to get involved and only does his own research. His family members are even harder to win over, which is a troublesome matter.
The assistant responded.
Ren Weiyi put down the scissors and walked to the computer again. As soon as he turned on the computer, he looked at the new emails he had received.
It was sent to her by Baili Ze.
Ren Weiyi sat back at the computer, saw the file, paused, then clicked it and took a look.
Inside are files about neural network elements.
The assistant beside him is Ren Weiyi's confidant. In recent times, he has noticed the relationship between Baili Ze and Ren Weiyi. Baili Ze now trusts Ren Weiyi very much and protects him very much. It is very inexplicable and he himself doesn't know why.
Seeing this document, he was stunned. "Neural network meta-construction table? Are they really going to do it?"
Both he and Ren Weiyi gave up on this project.
"You only turn back after you hit the wall." Ren Weiyi said in a neutral voice, pursed his lips slightly, and searched the list with his eyes, stopping at the last line, his nonchalant gaze paused.
She clearly saw the two words above -
Meng Fu.
Ren Weiyi's eyes paused. She pointed at the name and tilted her head slightly, very elegantly, "Get me the information about this person in the research institute."
**
Research Institute.
Xin Shun's laboratory has been making so much noise recently that it has even become a hot topic on Weibo.
The five words "neural network element" are on the Weibo hot search recommendation list.
However, not many people are interested in this. Most of those who click in are from the academic community, and they discuss the project of "neural network". Some passers-by click in and think it is too authoritative and too profound, so they can't understand it and leave.
Jin Zhiyuan saw the comments on Weibo through a classmate's forwarding:
[With the current domestic level, can we afford to build intelligent network neurons? I'm so excited, waiting for the official announcement! 】
"What's going on?" Jin Zhiyuan went to find Yang Zhaolin, his brows knitted tightly, "Who is behind this? Why is it all over Weibo?"
This project is difficult in the first place, but now it is said that they will definitely be able to come up with an algorithm.
It’s such a big fuss, it’s not going to end so well.
Yang Zhaolin also knew how the situation was developing. Weibo, Tieba, forums, and especially the official website of the institute, had already started a bet, and most people were betting that they would not be able to complete the project.
This is actually true.
How did Weibo become like this?
"Let's work out the algorithm first. I'll go talk to Teacher Xin about this." Yang Zhaolin shook his head, moved his eyes downwards, and saw the things below.
Compared with the neural network element, the automatic hot word recommendation on Weibo has the word "爆" (explosion) after the seven words [The Big Bang Theory Meng Fu].
Today, The Big Bang Theory released a preview for the next episode, which included a top-secret surprise and also showed a clip of Meng Fu playing games.
With just a 20-second trailer, "The Big Bang Theory" became a hot topic.
**
Airport.
Meng Fu has already received the bass.
Beth is Galton's right-hand man, about thirty years old, tall, with a hooked nose, a pair of brown eyes, and a very exotic look.
He looked at the airport entrance and saw Meng Fu at a glance, and smiled.
He opened his arms and reached out to hug Meng Fu: "Meng, we finally meet."
Meng Fu also smiled. She pulled down her mask slightly. There were many people at the airport, and she was very recognizable, so she didn't pull down her mask completely. She just sighed, "Thank you for coming."
Bei Si's Mandarin was not very standard, but he had learned it. "It's all small things. I will rely on you more in the future."
In fact, most of the federal researchers can speak Mandarin.
I heard that 001 back then was a Chinese, so most of the federal researchers have learned Mandarin, and it is not difficult to communicate with them, so Meng Fu called Gao Er to gamble and invite Beth to come over.
Su Di's car is in the parking lot.
Meng Fu handed the document to Beth, "Brother Beth, take a look first."
Before coming, Galton had told Beth about the general problem. When he took the file from Meng Fu, Beth also anticipated what was in it. He sat in the back seat of the car, opened the file and read it slowly.
Meng Fu sat beside him and slowly told him about her structure.
Since she went to find Beth, she must have an absolute understanding of Beth and knew that he could definitely help her a lot.
The two were talking, and Su Di in front couldn't understand them, so he drove seriously.
There was a traffic jam at the moment, and the car stopped again. Su Di glanced at the rearview mirror and remembered something, "Oh, by the way, Miss Meng, Sister Fan said that the trailer for The Big Bang Theory is out, and asked you to repost the official Weibo."
While Beth was still looking at the documents, Meng Fu took out her cell phone, said "hmm", and opened Weibo.
This was not the first time she had done this, so she was quite skilled at it.
Her company never cares about her Weibo.
As soon as she opened Weibo, she received a call from Xin Shun. Xin Shun's voice was very serious: "Did you offend someone?"
"What?" Meng Fu leaned back in her chair, raised her eyebrows, and said in a leisurely tone: "I've offended quite a lot of people. I wonder which one you are talking about?"
Xin Shun was silent for a moment. "On Weibo, someone released the news about the neural network. The key point is that they said we will definitely succeed. The public opinion is very fierce now. Many media have called the institute to interview our project."
Hearing Xin Shun's words, Meng Fu tapped her fingers on her legs, "Weibo?"
She reopened Weibo and went to look for the post according to what Xin Shun said.
She is in the entertainment industry and has some research on the media. The person who posted on Weibo was obviously a marketing account from the academic world. It was very simple. The other party talked in detail about the current technological development of the Federation, and finally proposed the neural network element. She said that if this could be done, domestic development would take a big step forward. Finally, it was stated that the team researching this has a 99% chance of being able to do it.
It immediately caused a huge stir.
Because it involves technology, Weibo officials directly gave it the top spot on the hot search list, and with deliberate promotion, it became the most popular topic for a while.
Meng Fu had just read this Weibo post when the voice call on her mobile phone rang again. It was Galton.
Ten minutes passed after Meng Fu answered the voice call from Galton.
As soon as it's finished.
Found 99+ more messages on WeChat——
Sister Fan: [! ! ! 】
Sister Fan: [I am dead.jpg]
Sister Fan: [My dear, I asked you to forward the official position of the Big Bang Theory production team. Look at what you forwarded? ! ! ! ! ! 】
A question mark popped up in Meng Fu's mind.
Switch back to Weibo.
I saw that I had just retweeted the Weibo post about the neural network that was posted by a big shot in the academic world.
In ten minutes, the number of comments exceeded 150,000.
The previous ones are all brainless praises from her fans, mixed with marketing accounts and haters——
[Human Confusion, do you want to take advantage of this popularity? ? ? ? 】
[What does this number one trending search have to do with you?] 】
[Is the work going to be broadcast?] 】
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