Chapter 50 Got it
On the high-speed train back to City B, the fields outside the window were turning into blurry green light bands receding.
Gu Xing sat up straight in the window seat.
On the first day of the long holiday, the carriage was packed with people and the sounds of mobile phones could be heard one after another.
Amid the trembling of the high-speed train running over the rails, Gu Xing was trapped in the shadow by the window.
His gray-green work clothes were soaked with the mist coming in from the window. His fingertips tapped on the hot mobile phone, his eyes fixed on the word "frivolous".
The dialog box was pulled up and down repeatedly, and his exposed brows showed a trace of confusion.
Gu Xing: Mianmian, can I sleep in your bed?
Gu Xing: I miss you.
Mianmian: Gu Xing, I don’t like you like this.
Mianmian: It’s really too frivolous!
The dazed man didn't move an inch, his eyes barely maintaining a cool arc, his eyes full of confusion - frivolous?
Is it frivolous to sleep in bed or to "miss you" frivolously?
The folk song playing on loop in the headphones suddenly stopped, and Turing yawned and said, "Good morning, Gu Xing."
Gu Xing gritted his teeth, closed his eyes in disgust, and raised his hand to take off his headphones.
"I can help you, really!"
Seeing him stop, Turing said with a slightly smug tone: "You don't take the phone apart, so you trust me, right?"
It was a rare sight for the other party to listen to him, so Turing raised his tail high and said, "I'm very capable. Seriously, believe it or not, I can make all the electronic devices in the car sing "Good luck with pregnancy" in unison. Congratulations on becoming a father at the age of 23..."
Gu Xing took off one of his earphones.
"Okay, okay, let me get to the point." Turing got back to the point. "Just listen to me. Just reply with two sentences and send them separately. I know it, and I won't do it again next time."
Gu Xing crossed his arms and said nothing.
Turing urged: "Hurry up and send it. Maybe she is waiting for your message."
The high-speed train arrived at the station, but Gu Xing still didn't leave.
Turing muttered: "What are you waiting for?"
In the crowd, Gu Xing opened the memo and wrote a sentence: I won’t say anything against my will.
What he meant was that he had slept on Mianmian's bed before and had a good experience, so he would sleep on it again next time.
I have to sleep on it no matter how shameless I am.
Turing said, "Gu Xing, you're so stubborn."
Before entering the laboratory, Gu Xing replied to Ruan Xingmian's message with one hand - I understand.
Turing smiled obscenely: "My suggestion is still good."
Qin Zhen saw his apprentice's tall and slender figure from afar. Even with dark circles under his eyes, he smiled and whistled: "This boy is so handsome!"
Gu Xing walked straight to his workstation, unable to bear the smell of Qin Zhen: "How many did you smoke last night?"
"One pack, you know. When inspiration explodes in your brain like fireworks, it's crackling. Even if your body dies, your brain is still excited."
He was holding his seventh cup of coffee of the day, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were potato chip crumbs on his messy hair, but his expression was smug.
Looks like we made good progress last night.
Gu Xing put down his breakfast, took his coffee with one hand, and poured it directly into the trash can. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Take a break after eating. I'll take care of the rest."
"Well, I'll just have a couple of bites." Qin Zhen sat down, then suddenly stood up and went to his workstation. "By the way, apprentice, the notice for this year's Huazhong University of Science and Technology Computer Apocalypse Competition has been released. I've sorted out the competition procedures and requirements for you. See if you have the interest and time to participate this year."
Qin Zhen hinted, "If your living expenses are sufficient, Master would like to advise you not to participate in the competition this year and spend time with your girlfriend."
Gu Xing took it and read from top to bottom.
Mission Background
With the popularity of social media, user-generated content has shown explosive growth, which has also fostered the spread of hate speech.
Hate speech is harmful speech that expresses hatred and incites harm against specific individuals or groups based on race, religion, gender, region, sexual orientation, physical characteristics, etc.
Compared with other harmful speech, hate speech is usually more coercive, bullying and inflammatory, causing serious harm to individuals and even the entire society.
How to effectively detect hate speech has become a widely concerned issue among researchers in the field of natural language processing.
This evaluation aims to promote the development of Chinese hate speech detection technology, strengthen the control of bad online behavior, and contribute to the construction of a civilized network.
This task is to identify Chinese hate speech at the fine-grained, segment-level, and aims to construct a structured hate speech quadruple (commentary object, argument, target group, and whether it is hateful) to enhance the model's detection capabilities and interpretability of decisions in fine-grained scenarios.
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"It seems the internet police have been as busy as programmers lately, with too many people fanning the flames online and countless cases of cyberbullying and suicide. That's why this mission came about. It's meaningful and challenging. You should take your time to think about it."
"good."
Gu Xing put it away carefully, sat down, glanced at his phone which had no new messages, and then looked at the project progress.
Qin Zhen ate half a bun and fell asleep with his head tilted.
Turing was agitated in his headset: "Gu Xing, come on and participate! The winning team will receive a 100,000 yuan prize! I will definitely help you win the championship! It will be the starting capital for us to become the richest man."
Gu Xing's answer was as rude as ever, turning on the flight mode.
Let the world be quiet.
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At Wangshanping in Lenan, Ruan Xingmian, who had been editing videos all morning, only came out of the room at lunch time.
You can still feel the cool breeze in the morning, but at noon the sun is scorching and the temperature is close to midsummer.
I opened the door and saw Ruan Xingyue standing there: "Mom asked me to call you for dinner."
She looked unnatural.
Ruan Xingmian looked up: "What's wrong?"
Ruan Xingyue thought for a moment: "Thank you for your gift."
She didn't think about buying gifts for her family.
Just when I was applying hand cream to Li Xue and my mother-in-law, the two of them couldn't let go of the silver bracelets, and tears welled up in their eyes at the same time.
When washing vegetables, I always pull them up and take good care of them.
Ruan Xingyue didn't understand at the time. It was just a silver bracelet, and they could afford it themselves.
If you think about it, people who are used to being frugal will save money on themselves first.
Silver bracelets are indeed not expensive, but the feeling of being cherished by a beloved child is priceless.
Ruan Xingmian didn't understand why she was so awkward. Hearing this, he walked ahead and said, "You don't have to thank me. I gave them gifts not to please them or you, but because I really like them."
Even if one day the balloon of family affection is punctured, her heart will be as wet as the day she was questioned by Ruan Xingyue.
When it belongs to her, she is willing to give it wholeheartedly.
This is true for love, family and friendship as well.
Ruan Ze was in charge of the cooking and made fish for lunch.
He went to drain the fields this morning and picked up a few rice fish. Because he didn't bring a bucket, he brought them back in his clothes pocket.
Li Xue scolded him for half an hour, and Ruan Xingyue stood beside him, making sarcastic remarks and fanning the flames.
Ruan Ze laughed while scraping the fish scales.
The sauce is well-seasoned, the heat is just right, and the fish is simply steamed, making it tender, not dry, and fresh and fragrant.
Seeing that Ruan Xingmian only picked the stir-fried seasonal vegetables in front of her, Li Xue raised her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish for her.
The chopsticks collided with Liu Fumei's.
In a blink of an eye, Ruan Xingmian's rice was piled high with fish meat.
"Thank you, Mom, and thank you, Grandma."
She held the bowl and ate, swallowing it in big mouthfuls. Before she took the second bite, her throat suddenly felt dry and itchy, and she covered her mouth and retched twice.
Ruan Xingyue rushed over immediately, "Did you catch a cold in your stomach? Come here, I'll pour you a glass of water."
"good."
Ruan Xingmian followed her, not daring to look at the adults at the table.
Back at the dinner table, Ruan Xingyue replaced her bowl with rice and reminded the adults at the table: "Her stomach is cold, don't give her fish, she can eat whatever she likes."
The four adults nodded like elementary school students answering their teacher, then said in unison: "Okay."
After dinner, Ruan Xingyue washed the dishes with a sullen face and didn't let Ruan Xingmian help.
"Go back to your room. I can't cook, but I have years of experience washing dishes. I don't need supervision."
Ruan Xingmian thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
Just as she turned around, Ruan Xingyue called her again: "I'm going to the city to buy some snacks later. What snacks do you want to eat?"
"I can do anything."
Ruan Xingmian answered casually and walked out.
He didn't notice Ruan Xingyue holding the bowl behind him, and was about to say something but stopped.
Ruan Xingmian went back to the room to wash up and take a nap.
Li Xue followed in and took out the heating pad and belly button patch.
There are no children at home, and I don’t know where she found it.
Ruan Xingmian smiled dimples: "Thank you, Mom."
Li Xue nodded lightly, inadvertently revealing the bracelet on her wrist.
Ruan Xingmian was very understanding and praised her profusely: "Mom, your skin is fair and your wrists are thin. It looks really good on you!"
Li Xue nodded, a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Xu Yanzi's mother said the same thing."
She explained: "Xu Yanzi was your childhood friend, do you still remember her?"
Ruan Xingmian pulled out a round-faced, quirky, fat girl from the depths of the original owner's memory and nodded: "I remember, when my sister ignored me, I would go to play with her."
The two families lived close to each other, and every time the original owner was scolded by Ruan Xingyue, she would drag a sack and fill it with some clothes and toys with great fanfare. She wanted to run away from home and go to Xu Yanzi's house to be Xu Yanzi's sister.
Ruan Xingyue stood at the door and shouted: "Ruan Xingmian, one, two..."
"Sister, sister, sister!" Five-year-old Ruan Xingmian came back happily dragging a sack with all kinds of food in her arms for her sister to eat.
"There aren't many young people in the village. If you're bored, you can go find her to play with you."
"Okay." Ruan Xingmian nodded in agreement.
But she had no intention of going. She took out her cell phone, clicked on Gu Xing's profile picture, and once again pondered the tone of the three words "I know".
I really know that my image has collapsed.
Still perfunctory and unconvinced.
It seems that there is still a little grievance.
She flipped through the conversation between the two and reflected on whether her tone was too harsh and her scolding was too harsh.
Ruan Xingmian racked his brains to type.
I think it’s not that I can’t sleep, at least not now, and prenatal education is not good.
But I also feel that this is too accommodating to him.
Why would you sleep when you're pregnant?
Ruan Xingmian deleted and reduced the content and will not reply.
I searched online whether it was possible to have sex during pregnancy... and then I fell asleep while searching.
When I woke up, it was three o'clock in the afternoon and the sun was so bright that it made me irritable.
Ruan Xingmian was sweating all over after sleeping, so he took a shower and changed his clothes before coming out.
There was a thin figure standing under the shade of the tree. He was tall and had a casual posture. His long hair was tied into a bun. He was wearing an orange-red and light yellow floral cotton dress. In Ruan Xingmian's eyes, he looked like a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes that had stood up.
The man was holding a large palm-leaf fan and teasing the mynah bird in the cage.
Ruan Xingmian took two steps forward, and the man turned around. His eyebrows were cold, his facial features were superior, and his expression was full of impatience with this world.
Only Ruan Xingyue has this expression.
Even if she was wearing a flowery dress, it couldn't hide her domineering aura.
"There's watermelon on the table, take it yourself." Ruan Xingyue said, and lay down on the bamboo chair.
Ruan Xingmian picked up a piece of watermelon, sat next to her, and waited for the evening breeze to blow away the heat on his face.
"I bought two sets for you. Mom washed and hung them up. If you feel hot, go change into them."
In the direction of her finger, there were two long cotton silk dresses with small green floral patterns, swaying in the sunlight. They looked better than the one worn by Ruan Xingyue.
"Okay, thank you."
Ruan Xingmian sat there reservedly.
From this position, you can clearly see the old house and the Xu family not far away.
"Your sister used to live in that room, right? With mother-in-law."
Ruan Xingyue nodded. "She grew up there. Because she was a posthumous child, her family was poor at the time. Her grandmother's family had already found her mother's next husband before she was even born."
Ruan Xingmian stayed in the hospital for three days after he was born, and only stayed with his mother for three days.
Ruan Xingmian was not very touched. After all, the original owner was happier than her, at least someone cared about her.
Ruan Xingmian saw the familiar window. "I know she grew up there. She was once frightened and cried by an old man. It was her mother-in-law who came to save her."
Ruan Xingmian still can't accept that the only protected fragments in her memory belong to the original owner.
Ruan Xingyue waved her palm-leaf fan irritably. "Well, that old man was later convicted of raping a child and sentenced to fourteen years in prison. He's expected to be released this year..."
Ruan Xingyue suddenly stopped and looked sharply at Ruan Xingmian's profile.
The other party looked at him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"
Ruan Xingyue licked her lips, her fingers clasping the bamboo chair. "How do you remember all this?"
Ruan Xingmian leaned back in his chair, looking at the old house with a depressed look on his face: "Maybe I have received your sister's memories."
She didn't know that Ruan Xingyue's eyes lit up twice with excitement.
After the age of six, Ruan Xingmian said that he had lost his memory, and he would turn a face and ignore people when his childhood was mentioned.
Twenty-year-old Ruan Xingmian remembers it.
Ruan Xingyue looked at the twenty-year-old Ruan Xingmian.
A raging fire suddenly ignited between his cold eyes.
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