When his uncle Wang Xiangbing designed this welcoming ceremony, he probably would not have thought that one day he would dance at the base's New Year's party, dance in front of the base commander and political commissar, and dance into the center of the world's attention. If If he had known that one day, he would probably ask Wang Feng if he could sing a few less lines.
There are still two months until the Chinese New Year, and it seems too early to start preparing for the festival, but the cadres of the Propaganda Department have already become active. They swarmed out of the office, divided into several groups, and visited everywhere, counting people and printing with great enthusiasm. Making forms, setting up group chats, and recruiting people to the stage. Most people in the publicity department can only do some of their work at this time of the year. The rest of the time is seconded to other departments to work as cowboys.
Phytolacca simply agreed to the request for the Operator's Office to put on a program. In previous years, the Operator's Office also put on programs. There were three main units in the workshop system. When I was older, I went on stage to sing "Country" every year. There were men and women from the Planning and Work Office, and they often sang and danced. There were a few guys who had some singing skills. They sang "Blue and White Porcelain" by Jay Chou so heart-stirringly that they turned blue and white porcelain into hafnium carbide ceramics. , in comparison, the total number of people in the operator's office is not as large as other people's fingers, and it is quite difficult for them to come up with any tricks. Last year, Wang Xiangbing and Li Wenxuan wrote and directed the cross talk "The Bloody Heroes".
The year before last, Wang Xiangbing and Li Wenxuan wrote and directed the cross talk "Speed of Life and Death".
The year before last, they wrote and directed the cross talk "Theft of the Police Car".
This year Wang Xiangbing planned to continue to write and direct with Li Wenxuan, performing "Invincible" and next year "Reincarnation", but when Shanglu came, he said he wanted to give everyone a little shock.
Bai Shu sat on a chair and peeled an apple, carefully keeping the thin apple peel from falling down in rolls without breaking. His thumb pushed the back of the knife and slowly pushed it forward.
"Director, you are wearing so little, are you cold?" she asked.
Shanglun had his sleeves rolled up and only had a single shirt on him. It was cold in the office after late at night.
"Remember to tell me," Bai Shu said, "I will give you clothes to wear."
"Do you have extra clothes?" Shanglu turned to look at her.
"I don't have anything extra, but I can give you what I have." Bai Shu pinched the collar of his sweater and pulled it, "I have two pieces inside."
Shang Lu shook his head, looked away, and looked back at Wang Xiangbing, who was practicing circling.
"I can ask uncle for one."
"They are covered in sweat and stinky!" Bai Shu said, "My body smells very good!"
"Sister, can you stop being so coy?" Wang Xiangbing was practicing his ballet hard. He stepped hard on the floor with his heavy 07 combat boots, and his tall and burly body rotated like a top. What do you mean? If you can, take the director back to your bed tonight."
"You will be promoted to Honglian's grandma the next day." Li Wenxuan added.
"Damn, what's the matter with you?" Bai Shu's face darkened, "Do you still want to eat the apple?"
She put the peeled apples on a clean plate and stabbed the apples heavily with the fruit knife, full of murderous intent.
Shang Lu clapped his hands and said, "Uncle, Wen Xuan, Zhang Zhong, take a rest and come to eat apples."
"You guys eat, I'll eat the apple peel." Baishu put the peeled apple peel into his mouth and chewed it, pushing the plate with the apple over, "Apple peel is the most nutritious."
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Use a knife to cut the apple into five even parts.
"Our conditions are not that difficult yet."
"No, no, I really like eating apple peels." Baishu said, "Really."
Shanglu looked at her sparkling eyes and suddenly remembered that this girl seemed to have told him that she survived by eating banana peels, watermelon peels and apple peels during the great retreat. Why didn't he remember that? Phytolacca still inserted the toothpick into the apple and stuffed it into Bai Shu's hand.
Today's rehearsal ended at eleven o'clock in the evening. Near midnight, it started to drizzle outside, with snowflakes mixed in with the rain.
This is the last rain before winter begins.
It was also the first snow in history, and it was getting heavier and heavier.
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Before the Great Collapse, Chongqing was a city with almost no winter. It was as hot and scorching as hot pot base. But Seraph's earth-shattering explosion not only sank the North American continent, but also changed the ocean currents and atmospheric circulation. The earth's atmosphere The exchange of hot and cold in the circle was different from now on, so the temperature in Chongqing began to drop year after year, approaching zero degrees Celsius in a stable curve. Finally, winter also came to Chongqing.
The first snow in Chongqing in 2016 happened on the night of November 27. This was the first heavy snow in 2016 and the first heavy snow in history. People can be sure that such weather has never been recorded in the main urban area. It has never happened before. Perhaps the climate conditions for snowfall have finally been met. The snowflakes no longer melt after falling below an altitude of two thousand meters. The first heavy snow in history just came, and it came quietly.
Before Phytolacca left, he visited Cave 110. Then he stood at the entrance of the cave and looked up at the sky, waiting for the fine snow seeds to turn into goose feathers. Watching the snow falling more and more, he thought that the world might be real. It’s different. After the angel came, everything turned upside down. Even Chongqing started to snow.
The undulating Nanshan Mountain sits silently in the dark night. It is supposed to stay young forever, but this year’s sky makes it grow old overnight. If you stand on a high place and look at it, it must be a beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, this is a fragmented world. Business Lu thought that the broken world was also beautiful, just like a broken diamond reflecting the colorful brilliance.
In the distance, a long line of trucks stopped on the side of the road. The dull roar of the engines began to wheeze. The soldiers of the automobile company opened the doors and jumped out. Young and strong bodies shuttled in the headlights, braving the wind and snow at night. , pulled off the tarpaulin on the truck and unloaded the goods quickly.
The snow is still falling, but when it falls, we are still us.
Shang Lu suddenly noticed a slender figure standing under the street lamp across the square, holding an umbrella.
Those two words were almost blurted out, so warm, so leisurely, so familiar, so beautiful, as if she would turn around if he shouted them out, but Phytolacca did not shout them out after all. He hesitated and took a closer look, and found that they were just the words of a tree. Shadow, no one under the streetlight.
Shang Lu leaned against the door frame and shrank in the cold wind.
Several young soldiers on duty ran across the square, happily stepping on the snow.
When we went to work the next day, everyone was so happy because of the heavy snowfall.
Only Phytolacca has a cold and a fever, because the unlucky guy caught a cold last night when he was outside wearing too little clothing.
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Shanglu had to ask for leave from Old Man Ji and stayed in the dormitory to rest in bed. Chen Yu took his temperature before going out in the morning. When he saw that the thermometer was 38.9c, he quickly called the base health department. The military doctor came and prescribed some cold and fever relief. He was given medicine and told to keep warm and drink plenty of hot water to ensure rest. However, he did not feel better after taking medicine. Phytolacca fever lasted for several days. He felt weak all over and coughed non-stop. People from the labor office lined up to visit him. Shu also made him stewed rock sugar and snow pears and delivered them to him every day.
In order to prevent lung infection, the health department prescribed some antibiotics. Phytolacca curled up thickly in bed to cover his sweat. He lay there from morning to afternoon without eating or drinking, and could not move. Chen Yu wanted to ask for leave to take care of him but was rejected. Phytolacca shook his head and said it was okay, just cover up the sweat and it would be fine.
In the afternoon, he lay alone in the dormitory, drifting into sleep, dizzy, and suddenly felt a cold hand covering his forehead.
Who?
Shanglu thought blankly, he tried to open his eyes, and the soft and cold hand touched his cheek again.
"So hot."
The voice is familiar.
"I'll boil water for you. Where is the kettle in your dormitory..."
When did she come? Phytolacca thought in confusion, her brain was so stiff that she couldn't move. This side of her was still wondering why she was here, and the other side had forgotten who she was. Damn it, why did she still have a fever... Who is this person from? With? It's really fucked, the human body is so fragile... My head hurts... I fell asleep again thinking about Phytolacca, slowly sinking into the deep dark water.
He didn't know how long it had been when he woke up again. He opened his eyes and had a splitting headache. The lights in the room were dazzling. Shanglu grinned and tried to get up. The girl beside the bed quickly came up to help him.
It's a white tree.
"White tree?"
"Director, would you like some hot water?" The little girl unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, "It's very hot, be careful."
She carefully fed Phytolacca to drink the hot water, and the latter sat on the head of the bed, holding his forehead and taking a breath, and asked: "Why are you here?"
"Uncle, they asked me to take care of you. Director, have you not eaten yet?" Bai Shu said, holding a big package and wrapping it tightly in a cotton coat. When she opened it, it was a lunch box wrapped in tinfoil. He tested the temperature with his hand, "Are you hungry? I went to the canteen to get you a drink. It's still hot. Hurry and eat it while it's hot."
Phytolacca pushed open the lunch box and reluctantly climbed out of bed.
"I have a stomachache. Let's go to the bathroom first..."
"I'll help you!"
Shanglu smiled half-heartedly and pointed toward the inside of the dormitory room, "How many steps is this? I'm not disabled yet."
"Then you have to help him!" Bai Shu put his coat on him and couldn't help but take Shanglu's arm and send him to the bathroom of the dormitory. With her attitude of taking care of everything, Shanglu thought that if she could carry him She knew how to memorize it. The little girl hesitated for a moment while standing at the bathroom door, probably thinking about whether Shang Lu needed help in going to the bathroom.
Shanglu quickly closed the door.
Across the frosted glass door, Phytolacca sat on the toilet and asked, "How long have you been here?"
"Not long after, I made dinner and hurried over, running like a wild dog along the way." Bai Shu stood outside the door and hummed, "Fortunately, I ran fast, so the food didn't get cold."
"Was there anyone else in the room when you got here?"
"No."
"Did you heat the hot water?" Phytolacca asked.
"No, there was already a thermos cup on the table when I came." Bai Shu replied, "Someone boiled water and put it there."
Phytolacca touched his forehead and then his cheek.
Bai Shu stood outside, ramblingly reporting on the work progress of the past few days. As soon as he thought about it, he was a bit dissatisfied with the next research direction of the meg-bci system. From her perspective On the topic, she believes that learning emotions and emotions may not necessarily improve the sensitivity of the bci system as much as Phytolacca expected. No one has ever done such experiments and training before. How can this be true? How can algorithms imitate human emotions? The so-called learning of emotions is just an act of pretending to be a public servant for personal gain. It is not Shang Lu who is falsely serving public life for private gain, but Shen Jiang who is falsely serving public life for private gain. That woman just wants to take the opportunity to have more contact with the director, huh.
"Emotions and emotions are a kind of preconsciousness. They exist before specific thinking. Only when AI understands the driver's emotional changes can it accurately use a priori prediction algorithms." Phytolactin slowly explained, "I After studying numerical relativity and Riemannian geometry for a long time, I realized that the complexity of this theoretical tool itself is beyond the ability of ordinary people to understand, let alone use it - even use it at extremely fast speeds , to solve complex problems under non-ideal conditions, which are related to the life and death of all mankind."
Bai Shu said nothing.
"The environment in which giant weapon pilots are faced with and the complexity and difficulty of the problems they face may be unprecedented in human history. It is not a simple matter of punching the opponent. Should I hide to the left or to the right? In Angel's battle, you may have to judge within a few seconds whether the fist relies on gravity or electromagnetic force to maintain its structure, how big its Schwarzschild limit is, and if it expands and collapses into a black hole at that moment, what is its event horizon? Where is the edge?" Shanglun continued, "Because no one has the ability to assist her, so we can only place our hope in AI. What the MEG system needs to predict is not whether the driver should step on the accelerator or turn the steering wheel next, but Help her establish a numerical relativity calculation model as quickly as possible and provide results."
Shanglu said that the complexity of the brain activity of the giant weapon pilot during the battle is also unprecedented. Shen Jiang can perform tensor reduction and derivation in the affine contact space while calculating the Christopher symbol. In the eyes of outsiders, At this time, her brain was like a boiling soup pot filled with a huge amount of mathematical and physical symbols. Compared with predicting these things, understanding human emotions may actually be a simpler task.
However, according to Phytolacca's consciousness segmentation theory, only when AI understands the preconscious can it be possible to predict subsequent brain activities.
Emotions are the preconscious of all thinking.
Bai Shu thought for a while and asked:
"Can the meg system do it?"
Shangluca sighed:
"It's difficult, but with your help, I think there is a possibility of success...Has the OPMS been delivered?"
"OPMS?" Bai Shu thought carefully before realizing what he was talking about, "Oh oh oh, are you talking about the optical pump magnetometer helmet? It was just delivered from Science City today and is now in the office. I haven’t had time to debug it yet.”
Phytolacca nodded.
"I'll put it on when I get better."
"Director." Bai Shu suddenly called him.
"Um?"
"Have you not finished pooping yet? You have been squatting for a long time. If you continue to squat, you will get hemorrhoids."
