Chapter 48 Wenxi's Father
Chapter 48
The final of the artificial intelligence competition is to run robots according to a certain program. The participating teams need to build a robot for the finals by hand according to the existing program within six days. Then on the final day, the team will put the robot they built on the display stand, run it in front of the judges, and score it according to the completion of the project points.
The rules may sound easy, but they are not.
"Check again." Teacher Wang is middle-aged and not calm. He covered his chest with his hands, feeling that his heart was about to jump out of his chest due to nervousness.
"Hey, why are you so nervous?" Teacher Li patted his shoulder fiercely, "Don't affect the mentality of our students."
During the competition just now, a team's robot fell off at zero o'clock. Upon hearing this, Wen Jing walked around the robot, looked at the details carefully, and turned back to give a thumbs up.
"No problem, Wenxi is very good at welding."
The programs were written in advance and run several times. Wen Xi's job in making robots at H University was welding.
Wen Xi thought about the past six days when he had been welding furiously with a welding torch in hand, and after comparing himself with others, he felt that their chances of winning a prize, or even a gold medal, were still very high.
The fourth group was performing on the stage. Although they had a good chance of winning and it was their first time participating in a world-class competition, Wen Xi couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. This was a physiological reaction and he couldn't control it at all.
In order to stay calm, Wen Xi pulled the rubber band on his wrist and stretched it, which caused pain on his wrist bones and was effective in relieving stress.
The phone in the side pocket vibrated, Wen Xi took it out and it was a message from Yan Jue.
[Y. Patted the stream and it became a sea]
The H University Gymnasium is surrounded by stepped auditoriums. The judges sit opposite the competition venue, and further back are the positions with the best viewing angles.
The stadium was some distance away from the audience seats. There was a huge crowd of people wearing colorful clothes. Wen Xi had a hard time finding familiar figures.
[Y.]: Podium, fifth row aisle.
With the specific location in mind, Wen Xi raised his eyes and locked onto a familiar figure in the crowd. Among the foreigners, Yan Jue with white skin and black hair was particularly marked in Wen Xi's eyes. The two people looked at each other across the vast crowd, and Yan Jue waved to him.
[The stream becomes the sea]: See it!
[Y.]: Take a deep breath and calm down.
Wen Xi took two deep breaths, and his anxious mood was miraculously soothed.
On the stage, the host announced that the fourteenth group's demonstration was completed and the organizing committee was counting the judges' scores.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: We’re about to start, and let me show you our robot in advance.
A few steps away, two leading teachers were walking towards this side, planning to carry the robot to the stage. Wen Xi glanced at Yan and Su beside him, who were looking at their team's robot.
He walked quickly forward, got close to the cyberpunk robot, raised his phone and took a photo.
Yan and Su were staring at the robot in a daze when a furry head popped up in front of them. His wandering eyes suddenly focused, and he watched Wen Xi, who was 1.7 meters tall, tiptoeing as far as he could to keep level with the 1.9-meter-tall robot, tilting his head back, making a scissors sign with his left hand wearing a cartoon pig hairband, and taking a photo with a proud look on his face.
"What are you doing?"
Wen Xi held the phone in his hand, took two steps away without making a sound, blocked Yan Jue's note with his fingers and sent the picture to him, then put the phone in his pocket.
Wen Xi said naturally: "Of course, I want to leave a photo for my boyfriend as a souvenir."
"…boring elementary school student."
Yan and Su rolled their eyes and turned their gaze to Wen Jing, who seemed to have suddenly realized something and did the same thing.
“…”
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and moved his gaze to Zhou Hengyu, who had a thoughtful expression. Then he also took a photo, clicked send with his finger, and then slowly looked at Yan and Su.
Zhou Hengyu tilted his head to look at the robot, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly, he moved his feet, gave up his position, and said nonchalantly: "You don't have to look at me, you can also take pictures, I'll give you some time."
Yan and Su's faces turned green. Wen Xi couldn't help laughing. The boy's dark eyes swept over him. Wen Xi hid behind the robot, poked his head out, but his expression was relaxed. He continued, "You don't want to take the photo, right?"
The results of the fourteenth group were being announced on the stage. Yan Hesu sneered expressionlessly, his thin lips parted: "...I hate every one of you."
Then he walked straight past the three of them and pushed the robot away. His back was noble and cold, revealing the arrogance of a single aristocrat.
The robot was brought onto the stage and everything was ready.
Captain Zhou Hengyu stayed on the stage to operate, while Wen Xi and the other two stood below to watch the game.
With the referee's order, the countdown began.
The one-year hard work of four people is now being tested by the whole world.
The 1.9-meter-tall robot on the stage was moving with great momentum. Wen Xi, below the stage, followed closely the huge machine, every inch of which was welded by his own hands. He put his hands together and prayed silently.
There were also some groups in the first dozen who knelt down and kowtowed to the robot master to ask for blessings. This was a customary metaphysical ritual in the competition.
Wen Xi's original plan was to pray while holding the lucky charm, but the lucky charm was given to Joseph, so he held the sapphire given by Yan Jue in his palm, clasped his hands together and prayed for the arrival of the God of Luck.
As long as you sincerely pray to the robot to participate and silently say "Big Brother, show your power" in your heart, the device will understand and run very well. This is a metaphysical skill that Wen Xi has explored after three years of competition.
Facts have proven that proven expertise has the power to speak.
The entire ten-minute complex procedure involved hundreds of precise scoring points, without any omissions, and was completed perfectly.
The display screen on the stage showed a row of high scores, ten out of ten, and still ten out of ten. This is the best score so far, and without a doubt, it will also be the highest score of this session.
The audience burst into exclamations of amazement before the members of Yunga University did.
"Ahhhhhh! Full marks! No team has ever gotten a full score!!!"
“Aaaaaa——”
"I witnessed history—"
Even a girl with a name as quiet as Wen Jing was surprised by the record-breaking score and screamed, igniting the enthusiasm of the whole audience!
"Fuck - first place is secured, hahahaha -"
Wen Xi stood up suddenly. Cheers filled the venue and his ears were buzzing.
He stared at the score on the screen, his breathing became rapid, his mind went blank, his hands and feet became weak, and he felt dizzy.
It was not until the cell phone in his pocket vibrated that Wen Xi's wandering soul was finally tied by an invisible thread.
It was a phone call from an unknown number in City A. Wen Xi paused, covered one ear, and answered the call.
"Hello, hello—"
"Hello."
Wen Xi was stunned for three seconds, then his eyes suddenly widened and he turned around and met a pair of smiling dark eyes.
Yan Jue, who was supposed to be sitting diagonally about ten meters away, came to the position behind him at some point and stood five rows behind, in a safe position, and met his eyes.
"Excuse me, is it the champion——"
A deep male voice came from the receiver, and the voice, mixed with the same noisy and lively sounds, reached Wen Xi's ears steadily: "World Champion Wen Xi?"
Yan Jue smiled at him, holding the phone to his ear. On his exposed wrist bone was a puppy hairband biting the collar to find its owner. His bony fingertips suddenly tapped the back of the phone three times.
The sound was a little muffled, but it miraculously matched Wenxi's three-beat heartbeat.
"Wenxi, congratulations."
“You are ahead of the world.”
Wen Xi breathed rapidly and subconsciously covered his chest with his hands. The warm sapphire in his palm slid across his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable but very real.
The floating soul has finally landed.
Eyes met.
Wen Xi shook his arms, and his sleeves slipped down a bit. He imitated the man by tapping the back of his phone, his eyes curved, his chin slightly raised, and he spoke in Yan Jue's A City dialect with a somewhat arrogant tone.
"Mr. Yan, I congratulate you too."
"You bet on the right one, baby."
*
With the world's top students competing, the final champion of this International College Student Artificial Intelligence Competition was undoubtedly awarded to the Yunjia University team from China in Asia.
The organizing committee awarded the prizes one by one, the teams gathered around the trophies, and the media captured this moment of honor that belonged to China and the Yunjia team.
Under the spotlight, cheers and applause were deafening.
Wenxi has to work hard to stand at the top of the world.
His family fell apart when he was in junior high school. At the age of fifteen, he left his hometown with his orphaned sister, and was threatened by thugs with his mother's ashes. He was burdened with millions of debts that did not belong to him. He squeezed his sleep to the extreme, worked around the clock, and paid back one million in three years on his own.
Even though it was bright outside, the incandescent lights were still on in the gymnasium. Wen Xi looked at the ribbons hanging in the air and fell, and closed his eyes with a choked voice.
My hands and feet were weak, and my throat felt like it was stuffed with a ball of cotton soaked in tears, but the medal in my hand was heavy, and my heart was hot despite its aching pain.
Wen Xi bowed her head and kissed the medal.
He thought, it was a good thing that he did not give up and did not swallow the bottle of sleeping pills and die with his mother on the night three years ago.
Everything is moving in the right direction.
When I opened my eyes again, the dazzling white light became gentle.
"Why are you still crying?" Yan Hesu handed over a tissue and teased, "A little kid?"
Wen Xi was stunned for a moment, and touched his eyes, his fingertips were wet. He met everyone's caring eyes, blinked a little embarrassedly, took the tissue to wipe his tears, and said in a sobbing voice: "Don't look at me first, it's a bit embarrassing. I'm just excited."
"It's normal to cry with excitement. I also cried with excitement when I won the award for the first time." Wen Jing came over and hugged Wen Xi's neck, holding up the phone, "Besides, our Wen Wen is the youngest and the best kid. You can bully He Su, but Wen Wen ignore him. Let's take a photo together."
"Who bullied him? He cried on his own." Yan Hesu put his hands on Wen Xi's shoulders and lowered his head: "He's just a little brat. I don't care about him."
Wen Xi was interrupted by them, and the sadness in her heart had long disappeared. She stared at the phone screen and glared at Yan and Su, "If you can't comfort people, don't comfort them."
Yan Hesu sneered, turned to look at Zhou Hengyu who was standing on the side holding the trophy, raised his hand and hooked his fingertips: "Give it to me."
Zhou Hengyu glanced at Wen Xi, whose eyes were red, and gave the trophy to Yan Hesu. Yan Hesu stuffed the trophy into Wen Xi's arms and said, "Hold it."
The trophy was a bit heavy, and Wen Xi felt it fall down. She held it with both hands, her eyes red, and asked in disbelief: "Just because I said something to you, you let me take it and deliberately sink me? We just fought side by side?"
Is there such a big difference between uncle and nephew?
Yan and Su's faces turned green.
“…”
“Hahahahahahaha——” Wen Jing burst into laughter, “Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter.”
Zhou Hengyu walked around to the empty seat in the back row and looked at Yan and Su with a rather regretful tone: "You are so miserable."
Yan Hesu said expressionlessly: “If you don’t want to give it back to me, I don’t mind its weight.”
Wen Xi realized that she had wronged Yan Hesu and felt a little embarrassed. She turned away from him and muttered while holding the trophy: "This trophy is so big and beautiful."
"That's enough." Yan and Su rolled their eyes, "Stop pretending."
Wen Jing smiled as he set the countdown and put his arm around Wen Xi’s shoulders: “Take a picture, champions.”
On the mobile phone screen, the countdown is three, two, one.
Wen Xi held the trophy and stretched out his hand with some difficulty to make the Scissors Hand Sign. His arms felt a little sore, but he had a bright smile on his face.
Click——
“Happy Champion!!!”
*
There was a dinner after the game, which was organized by the organizing committee and held in a big hotel next to the hotel where they were staying. The team leader, Mr. Li, had a close relationship with a professor who enjoyed a high reputation internationally, and he took them to the dinner party to meet the professor.
After introducing several scholars, the teacher stopped there and let them go eat and play with students while he went to reminisce with old friends.
There weren't many students coming to the dinner. After all, this kind of gathering with elders is not as interesting as going to a bar to dance or have a dinner together.
Wen Xi looked around and didn't see Oliver. He thought that the other party might have gone home overnight or was in the hotel calling Joseph on video.
After grabbing some food, we sat down, ate, chatted, and imagined a better future. In the middle and later stages of the cocktail party, the team leader Zhou Hengyu replied to a few messages and became a little restless.
"What's the news about your boyfriend?" Yan Hesu asked without any emotion, holding the wine glass.
Zhou Hengyu nodded: "I was very busy before, so we agreed to video chat today."
Yan and Su looked at him expressionlessly. Zhou Hengyu's dark green pupils were very deep, and his tone was calm: "So, you can move to a different place tonight."
"You think I'm in the way?"
"Um."
"There's only one small single bed in Wenxi, and you made me sleep on the street."
Zhou Hengyu transferred 50,000 yuan as overnight expenses. Yan and Su rolled their eyes and said, "Get lost."
Zhou Hengyu nodded calmly and stood up: "Remember to tell the teacher for me."
Wen Jing did not come to the party. Her girlfriend was arriving in Country M tonight, and she went to pick her up at the airport. The two of them planned to play in Country M for half a month before returning home.
As soon as Zhou Hengyu left, only Wen Xi, Yan Hesu were left at the table. The roommate finished the glass of wine with a sullen face and turned to look at Wen Xi.
"You don't have plans, do you?"
Wen Xi touched the medal in his pocket, reluctant but still nodded, and told the single nobles Yan and Su the cruel fact.
"Yes, that's right. I also need to keep in touch with my boyfriend. So I can't really take you in."
Yan and Su showed an expression that said I knew it, "Ha."
If Yan Jue hadn't come, Wen Xi would still be willing to let Yan and Su sleep on the floor in his room, after all, they were all good brothers. Although the eldest young master would not treat him badly and really sleep on the floor, now that Yan Jue was here, Wen Xi certainly couldn't share the room anymore. Only when someone entered his room could they find that he was hiding a man.
After the award ceremony, Wenxi contacted Yanjue and sent him a photo as a souvenir.
The other party sent a few photos he had taken of the award ceremony, including, of course, the photo of Wen Xi kissing the medal with tears in her eyes.
Considering that there would be a dinner party and they could have exchanges with academic masters, Wenxi and Yanjue agreed to meet again after the dinner party, while Yanjue went to visit nearby companies. The Yan family was a wealthy family, and Yanjue was really a hardworking CEO.
"I'll help you a little bit too." Wen Xi said cheerfully.
Yan Hesu had a blank expression on his face: "You're also going to give out 50,000?"
Wen Xi was shy, shook her head, and stretched out her hand, saying, "Less than fifty thousand, only five hundred."
Of course, this money was paid by him and Yan Jue together.
Yan and Su endured it and accepted Zhou Hengyu's transfer, and returned Wen Xi's money.
"It doesn't matter what you do, just get out of my sight. Thank you for your cooperation."
"Okay, take care of yourself. See you tomorrow." Wen Xi blinked and stood up: "Remember to tell the teacher for me."
Wen Xi left a message to Teacher Li on WeChat, saying that she would go back to her room to rest first, then left the restaurant and took the elevator downstairs.
The restaurant is on the 19th floor, and it takes some time to go down to the lobby on the first floor. Wen Xi opened the chat box with Yan Jue.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I’m done〃〃
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Are you waiting impatiently? [Love]
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I'll be down soon.
The banquet will be answered in seconds.
[Y.]: In the restaurant lobby.
[Y.]: No rush.
bite--
When the elevator opened, the first thing I saw was a tall and long-legged man. His eyes were deep and his cold eyebrows were tinged with smiles.
The lobby was magnificent, Yan Jue looked at him and opened his arms. The man moved his lips, silent but powerful, and his words were so sweet that Wen Xi's heart beat fast.
He said, can you give me a hug, champ baby?
Yan Jue, who had a fierce temperament and a look that couldn't hide his aggressiveness, said something like this. Wen Xi's breathing paused slightly. He felt like there was a fish stuck in his heart, and as long as he looked into Yan Jue's eyes, it would flutter around dishonestly.
Wen Xi clenched the medal in her hand, blinked, and ran into Yan Jue's arms.
He moved violently, throwing himself into Yan Jue's arms, and took a step back with the others: "Brother."
Yan Jue laughed, grabbed Wen Xi's waist and hugged him tightly: "What if he falls?"
The city is a little chilly at night, but the man's embrace is warm and reliable.
"It won't fall."
Wenxi's furry head was pressing against Yanjue's chin, and his hair was rubbing against his neck, making him feel itchy.
He raised his head, his beautiful dark brown eyes showing a sly smile under the bright light, his lips were red and upturned, and the small mole on the tip of his nose swayed prettily in front of Yan Jue's eyes.
"Because you'll definitely catch me, right?"
Yan Jue pinched the back of Wen Xi's neck and was about to speak when a clear voice of "Wen Xi" came from behind them.
The male voice sounded a little old, but the tone was gentle, with a sense of nostalgia and love.
The boy in his arms froze in his coquettish behavior. The moment he looked up, Yan Jue saw that Wen Xi's face turned pale and his breathing became rapid, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
Yan Jue turned around and saw a man in a suit standing behind them, looking at them quietly.
The man looked to be about forty years old, with fair skin, narrow eyes, dark brown pupils, and an appearance very similar to Wen Xi.
The man smiled at Yan Jue, his tone quite polite.
"Hello, I am Wenxi's father."
He stretched out his hand to Yan Jue, revealing the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist.
"My name is Wen Guoqing."
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