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Chapter 63

Chapter 63 What should I do if the green tea floret really pulls on the top (28)

    On the third floor of Huo's house, the handsome young man sitting in front of the desk was wearing a black sweater, his hair was messy, and his long and narrow eyes stared intently at the computer screen that was running the program automatically.

    He had the untouched dinner beside him, and it was obviously cold.

    Last time, because of the opportunity of the Google Programming Contest, a professor at the school was overjoyed and invited him to enter the unattainable national artificial intelligence laboratory of the Department of Computer Science.

    Even if Sheng He is a freshman, anyone who has seen his grades and resume will not doubt that this young man has an outstanding computer talent. The discerning professor even reserved a postgraduate position for him, waiting for him. You can submit your application after completing your undergraduate credits.

    But right now, he is stuck in a bottleneck.

    Artificial intelligence itself is an expanded branch of the emerging computer profession. It needs to integrate not only basic computer knowledge, but also all-encompassing knowledge. It requires researchers to have a very deep understanding of automation, statistics, mathematics and other fields.

    As a programming genius, although Sheng He has deep attainments in computer language, in the field of artificial intelligence algorithms, he can only follow the footsteps of his predecessors, and his efficiency is extremely low.

    Right now, the lab's project has reached a point where everyone is stuck in place.

    Sheng He is a newcomer promoted by his mentor, so he didn't have to bear the pressure, but out of the frivolous self-esteem of a young man, he almost spent sleepless nights doing research with these data.

    "Read, analyze, study..." he muttered to himself, his brows furrowed deeply, and he scribbled a few formulas on the scratch paper, "Damn, it would be great if we could invite those monsters from the mathematics department to come and study. It 's over!" The

    next second, just as he scratched the scratch paper with the tip of his pen in annoyance, there was the sound of the elevator door opening.

    There was a tall bookcase with a screen between the elevator and his workbench. He glanced over and was slightly taken aback:

    "Big brother...sister-in-law, why did you come up?"

    Huo Mingzhe didn't say a word, but Bi Ming smiled at him with a fruit plate: "Auntie asked me and your brother to come up and bring you something to eat."

    Hearing the girl's clear voice, Sheng He's original anxiety was slightly quenched, look at Going up, he was a little dumbfounded: "Oh."

    Huo Mingzhe frowned slightly when he saw his brother staring straight at Bi Ming.

    "You're such an old man, you have to serve a meal," he ordered the leftovers on the table, his voice a little hard, "it's always worrying."

    Sheng He turned to his brother with a warm expression: "Brother, I'll eat it later, you don't have to."

    After speaking, he turned to look at Bi Ming again, and said seriously: "And sister-in-law, you've worked hard too." He

    looked like a good baby, and one could not pick out a single fault.

    "What kind of hard work is this, Xiaohe, you have to be busy doing assignments." When Bi Ming said this, the boy's eyes inevitably looked at her carefully.