589 Another year of tranquility

Style: Fantasy Author: The scholar laughs at the hidden knifeWords: 2329Update Time: 24/01/13 10:31:28
It has been more than a year since he enrolled as a graduate student at the Artificial Intelligence Institute of Qingmei University. Others can't hold back a good paper for several years, but he is simply a "hot paper" in top academic journals around the world. Sometimes he can publish a lot of papers in a month. Several articles, even one a week!

The "Zhang Feng Intelligent Embryo" he released for free has become the hottest thing in artificial intelligence research.

Because this thing is so small, anyone can download it and start "training" it, gradually turning it into a powerful artificial intelligence program.

After reading some of his papers, Meng Fei felt vaguely uneasy. No matter how you look at this guy, he is an Ai Yi in terms of artificial intelligence!

But unlike Ai Yi, who kills people like crazy, the effect of Zhang Feng's technology seems to be very positive at least for now.

Qingmei University has cooperated with many large companies and has promoted "Zhang Feng Intelligent Embryology" to many highly practical projects.

For example, the previous e-commerce AI was very mechanical. All orders are queued and shipped according to order and cost, and advertisements are also recommended in an extremely brutal manner.

It's different now. Smart artificial intelligence can not only accurately coordinate transportation capacity and reserve goods, it even has feelings and can understand human nature.

For example, medicines urgently needed by the elderly will be delivered faster than normal. For elderly people who over-purchase health care products, it will not only delay the delivery progress, but also give dissuasive suggestions.

Users who frequently place orders for high-sugar foods and are overweight will not receive more advertisements for such products, but will get more information about the benefits of exercise and gradually fall in love with fitness.

Stay-at-home men will not receive a lot of advertisements for home supplies and toilet paper just because they stay at home. Instead, they will become outdoor enthusiasts under the advice and guidance of e-commerce artificial intelligence.

This has also boosted sales of various products such as fitness and outdoor products. Powerful artificial intelligence not only has a positive impact on society, but also makes money!

All these magical changes come from the cooperation projects between the Artificial Intelligence Research Institute of Qingmei University and major logistics companies in the past six months.

Meng Fei looked through Zhang Feng's papers in major academic journals. Almost all formal papers in this world use Taotie language by convention, which made Meng Fei vomit blood.

The signatures of his papers are all his and his wife's names: "Zhang, Feng&a;Mi, Rong".

They were originally graduate students in the same laboratory and in the same class. From the time I entered graduate school, I worked on the same project, got married, and then got divorced.

Seeing this, Meng Fei couldn't help but want to say: "Oh, it's really best for husband and wife not to do the same career." But he suddenly thought of himself and his wife, so he swallowed his words.

Staying in Zhang Feng's apartment building for the next few days, Meng Fei was so bored that he went crazy. There has been little progress in the investigation of the case.

No fish took the bait, not even a bubble on the water. Not only did no one come to kill him, no one even came to inquire for information.

Meng Fei gradually came to believe how stupid Lao Li's fishing plan was. Because instead of throwing themselves into a trap, the other party may run away and never appear again!

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Zhang Feng simply committed suicide. They come here just to waste their expressions and energy.

Meng Fei was still reading in vain every day Zhang Feng's lengthy papers, outrageously concise codes, and any corner of the network he had visited.

But no valuable information was found. Sometimes some clues seem interesting, but if you follow them, you end up with a dead end.

Just like the most difficult bugs he fixed many years ago. Make a hypothesis, change a place, run it a few times, the bug disappears, and it seems to be fixed.

But suddenly it popped out again. It keeps changing, disappears, and then appears again. It's like hide-and-seek. It was obviously caught, but it was all gone in the blink of an eye.

Different from his anxiety, Xiao Han's life these days is very healthy, regular, busy and fulfilling.

I got up on time to wash up at six o'clock. I woke up Meng Fei who was tossing and turning on the sofa at seven o'clock. The breakfast ordered from Mi Tuan was already ready and placed on the dining table.

After eating, clear the table. Clean the room, make the bed, mop the floor, take out the trash, and make the whole room spotless and orderly.

Then

It’s lunch, chores, dinner, study, fun, rest. A standard good wife and mother, let’s see who is lucky enough to marry her in the future.

December 26, 2022. Tomorrow is God’s birthday. For Meng Fei, this was obviously a Christmas holiday that was wasted by boredom from his boss.

At the end of winter, the long and continuous winter rain began. Open the curtains, and the transparent glass is covered with cold water droplets. The sky was filled with slowly moving gray and black clouds.

The humid and cold air seemed to come in through the cracks in the window, causing him to retreat on the dry floor under the computer desk.

"Honey, how's the situation?"

"It's not bad. I lie down at home every day and the wound itches terribly."

"The itch will be gone soon."

"I still can't move around, so I rely on Sister Zhu to take care of me. She moved in with me."

The "home" Ai Ting mentioned was by default not the villa they bought in Repulse Bay, but the bedroom next to their office in Moon Hall.

"Honey, what do you want for your birthday?"

"Don't waste your money!"

Meng Fei almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. You, a rich woman worth tens of billions, don’t spend money randomly when you ask?

God’s birthday also happens to be Ai Ting’s birthday. I don’t know if the Qingmang Goddess has any preference for this day, so even her living body chose this day to be born.

For Meng Fei, the biggest worry on this day every year is how to choose a birthday gift for his wife?

After much hesitation, he chose the latest color e-paper book on his Chihuahua, and sent it to Moon Hall along with a birthday cake and roses.

It was almost noon, and the various ingredients in white plastic bags covered with raindrops that Xiao Han ordered from the Chihuahua were already placed on the ground at the door.

She tied her hair into a small ball on the back of her head, stuck a chopstick in the middle to secure it, then put on a yellow and black apron, sleeves, and plastic gloves.

"No, do you want to cook for yourself? Can't you order takeout? Or you can continue to eat instant noodles."

"Brother Meng, eating too much takeout is not good for your health."

You can eat in the unit's restaurant at Moon Hall. Of course, graduate students at Ome University can also go to the school cafeteria.

But Meng Fei can't go. What if I meet an acquaintance of Zhang Feng in the cafeteria and are recognized as fakes? So these days he eats takeout or instant noodles.

"What a trouble!"

"Brother Meng, don't spend the Day of Peace too perfunctorily. Tomorrow is God's birthday and Sister Ai's birthday, so remember to prepare gifts."

Xiao Han reminded thoughtfully.

"It seems to make sense."

For people in this world, the Day of Tranquility is like New Year's Eve in his previous life. Not only can you not work overtime on this day, you should also spend time with your family at home, enjoy delicious food and give each other gifts.

But isn’t he just working overtime?

"Can you cook?"

Meng Fei wanted to say that in my past life, even cooking rice would burn it, so don’t expect me to help with this matter.

"No. But I also bought the recipe from Chihuahua's online bookstore."

Xiao Han confidently shook the unopened new book that had been delivered with the ingredients with a plastic-gloved hand.