Half an hour later.
"You are the trumpet brother."
"What trumpet brother?"
"Stop pretending, I came across Brother Trumpet's question on Zhihu, and then I followed the clue and watched the ticking video."
Qi Yumo was dressed very casually today, just a white T-shirt and cropped pants, carrying a cross-body bag.
Out of habit, she still put the bag in front of her and hugged it with her hands.
As she spoke, she looked up at Ye Ming with a hint of admiration in her eyes: "I won't say what the YM in the YM5d account is. The habit of open source code is yours at first glance."
"Where did you see it?"
"Everyone's code has a style. Last time, I watched you modify the source code of the RM team. The modified code is consistent with the style of the open source code. Plus the latest video, it is a brain-computer controlled robotic arm... "
Ye Ming: "..."
"You still don't admit it?" Qi and Mo stood still, their eyes widening.
Ye Ming laughed: "It's not embarrassing...well, I am."
"I'm just telling you!" Qi Yumo laughed: "Boss, please take good care of me in the future."
"no problem!"
"Yeah! You have a good attitude. It's not in vain for me to fight for you on Zhihu..."
Hearing this, Ye Ming was startled and a little puzzled: "Is there anyone else beating me up on Zhihu?"
"You don't know?"
"I uploaded the video and ignored it. I have been staying in the dormitory reading a book these days."
"..." Qi and Mo were speechless for a while.
Isn't this guy too low-key?
Oh no...not low key.
The low profile is deliberate.
He is calm.
In this era where traffic can be directly monetized, a different person would have become an Internet celebrity long ago. He's good, he's been on Zhihu's hot searches twice and he's just like a normal person...
"Brother, I really admire your attitude!" Qi Yumo gave a thumbs up with emotion, his admiration beyond words.
Ye Ming's old face turned red: "Ahem...what did those people say?"
"You can say anything."
"Cyber thimble?"
"That's an old hammer." Qi Yumo laughed: "The most common guess now is that you are from a certain scientific research team and use the team's results to gild yourself, so you don't dare Show your face.”
Ye Ming: "...But this brain-computer linkage was indeed done by me and the brothers in Teacher Tang's group, so I didn't say that I completed it alone. But the important work was still done by me. And he also said he planned to shoot a video, and my senior brother also supported it."
As he spoke, he looked at Qi and Mo: "How did you refute them?"
Qi Yumo blinked: "I said, I probably know this author. If it is really him, then he is much more awesome than you people think."
Ye Ming coughed, rather embarrassed: "Thank you."
"But I'm a soft-spoken person. I don't have a single like. I'm so angry."
The two of them laughed all the way out of the school gate.
After a while, a Didi car stopped in front of the two of them, and Mo Gu and a tall, thin man with glasses got out of the car door.
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"Old Liao, just do whatever you want, this guy is a rich man."
In the private room of the hot pot restaurant, four people sat sparsely around a large round table. Mo Gu ordered the dishes for himself and Qi Yumo and handed the menu to Liao Feiyu.
"Haha, you're welcome then." Liao Feiyu laughed, picked up the pen and quickly checked the menu a few times.
When the menu was handed to Ye Ming, he found that although Senior Brother Liao said he was not polite, in fact he only ordered fat belly beef and the like. His favorable impression increased greatly - not that He doesn't mind if he invites people to have hot pot, but the act of ordering food rationally is very endearing in itself.
So he finally ordered two platters and snacks, and ordered two cups of ice cream for the two girls.
"Senior brother, do you want to have a drink?"
"You don't have to drink alcohol. You have to go to the laboratory after eating."
"Okay, let's have a drink."
After handing the menu to the waiter, Ye Ming and Liao Feiyu started chatting about doing experiments.
His guess was correct. Currently, Liao Feiyu from PhD 3 is indeed the one in charge of rubbing chips in the team, and he is also the main work force of another research group in the large team.
Judging from the look in Senior Brother Liao's eyes towards Sister Mogu, the reason why he was able to come out to eat may be due to another factor...
Well, these cousins are indeed above average.
…
Mo Gu, Qi and Mo each had ice cream. When she saw that Ye Ming was only chatting with Liao Feiyu, she couldn't help but smile: "Ye Ming, don't you want to ask about integrated electrodes?"
"Uh..." After being reminded by Mo Gu, Ye Ming felt embarrassed and looked at Liao Feiyu with a smile: "Brother, integrated electrode..."
"Well, that's it. First, tell me, is your integrated electrode invasive or non-invasive?" Liao Feiyu said, paying attention to Ye Ming's reaction.
He came today partly because of Mo Gu, but also partly because he was very interested in this young man who wanted to work on brain computers since his freshman year - I heard he was also the national champion in the robot competition.
If you have experienced brain-computer stuff, you will know that if you just want to "play", the lowest-end Taobao has it for a few hundred yuan - it is euphemistically called mind control, attention training, and intellectual development. Anyway, it is just a small profit. The kind of money for kids.
But if you want to achieve true functionality, you don’t have a playful mentality, and it can’t be completed by one person.
Judging from Ye Ming's needs, the integrated electrode he wants is obviously not a project for one person to "play".
If it is invasive, it will also involve brain surgery...
Therefore, he was very curious.
Fortunately, Ye Ming quickly explained: "It's non-invasive, it's similar to a patch."
Liao Feiyu nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this guy didn't just hire some team to secretly find out information.
"As for the patch, you can actually choose microneedle electrodes." Liao Feiyu smiled, poured a plate of fat beef into the hot pot, and held the chopsticks: "Foreigners are now doing very well in microneedle integrated electrodes, and our country is poor. A little bit, but there are companies doing it.”
Qi Yumo was confused. She looked at Ye Ming: "What is a microneedle electrode?"
"It is an electrode similar to a needle tip. It can penetrate into the surface of the skin, but it does not penetrate completely and cannot contact the nerves. Therefore, it ensures resistance and reduces the signal-to-noise ratio without causing pain or injury." Ye Ming explained for her, and then frowned slightly: "But it's not suitable for my plan. My plan is to integrate more exposed electrodes on flexible materials - it doesn't have to be used on the head, it can be used elsewhere. .”
Liao Feiyu was startled when he heard this.
It’s not invasive, so where is this used?
Is it possible that the brain-computer team of the Provincial People's Government of China has advanced to the point where it can analyze all nerve discharge activities at locations the size of fingernails regardless of impedance and signal-to-noise ratio?
This is so unscientific!
Musk wouldn’t even dare to brag like that.
While hesitating, he heard Ye Ming say sincerely: "Senior brother, I really hope to get something done. See if there is any way or way."
Liao Feiyu took a deep look at Ye Ming.
After a moment, he pondered: "As for me, the cost of the laboratory is very high, and I don't have time."
Ye Ming held a piece of hairy belly and stopped in the air, waiting.
"I just said that there are people in China who are making microneedle electrodes, and one of my master's degree classmates is among them. If I understand correctly, your demand is only for an integrated, exposed, flexible substrate, and you don't need microneedles, right? ?”
Ye Ming thought that he was worthy of being a doctor, and he could sum it up in one step, so he nodded heavily: "Yes!"
"Then I'll ask later, but you have to be mentally prepared, the price may not be cheap."
Hearing that it was not cheap, Ye Ming immediately became a little nervous: "Well... can it be controlled at around 10,000?"
"Then you have to ask first." Liao Feiyu said and laughed: "Are you really 'playing' by yourself?"
Ye Ming nodded.
"True high-end players"
