After hearing the notification that the mission was completed, Ye Ming guessed the purpose of Professor Tang's call in just a moment.
Feelings are here to inform myself that the paper has been passed.
He took a few deep breaths and laughed: "Teacher Tang, is it about the thesis?"
"It's no fun to guess." On the phone, Teacher Tang chuckled and said, "Yes, the CVPR article will be published soon... Forget it, I won't tell you yet."
Ye Ming was startled for a moment, and immediately became a little anxious.
The paper can be published, Lao Tang told him last time, and the editor asked him to revise it. Of course, Lao Tang did the revision work himself. After all, he is the corresponding author... and where is the progress of the task.
Therefore, when Ye Ming heard the news that was about to be published... his mood did not fluctuate.
On the contrary, it is not as pleasant as completing the system task.
But Old Tang's "forget it"... aroused his curiosity.
"No! Teacher Tang." Ye Ming said immediately: "Don't say half a word."
"Hahaha! You act very calm, do you blame me?"
However, after the joke was over, Tang Zhigao did not continue to tease him, and turned serious: "In addition to the upcoming publication of CVPR, another core article of yours has also hit the mark."
"Thank you, Teacher Tang."
"Well, these are polite words." Tang Zhigao smiled and continued: "That's it, I just received the news that your paper plus your open source code has been rated very highly by the CVPR editor. It may be It will be directly added to the CVPR conference in the second half of the year to win the award... You have to know that every CVPR conference will evaluate the best student papers, but in the past, the best ones all started as graduate students. There are very few undergraduates, let alone freshmen. ”
Hearing this, Ye Ming finally took a deep breath.
Of course he knows how valuable CVPR's best student papers are.
But when the words came to my lips, it turned into "Will there be a bonus if I win the prize?"
It's not his fault...
After getting this set of sensors, he spent more than 10,000 yuan and only had less than 3,000 yuan left.
Now he sees that the graphics card is about to plummet and profiteers are about to jump off the building. He still wants to save money to upgrade his home console...
On the phone, Tang Zhigao laughed and scolded: "Hey, you guy! How can you think about money!"
"But there will definitely be a bonus. The premise is that you have to cooperate."
"How to cooperate?"
"Cooperate with the school to promote it."
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Tang Zhigao's home.
Seeing Tang Zhigao hang up the phone, cross his feet, and take a leisurely break to sip tea, Chen Xiaofang couldn't help but shake his head: "Old Tang, Old Tang, anything good in the forest will be destroyed by the wind."
"What kind of wind? Demonic wind?" Tang Zhigao put down his mobile phone with a look of disdain: "They are the core top publications of the eight classics, and they are not the kind of people who can play with mysteries, and they can all stand the test of their peers. What’s there to be afraid of?”
"Tsk tsk, what I mean is, does it have to be done in such a big way to win the project?"
After hearing what his old friend said, Professor Tang Zhigao was silent for a few seconds. After a while, he let out a long sigh.
"I don't have the shame to steal an undergraduate's achievements, and I don't want to... What do you think I should do?"
When Chen Xiaofang heard this, he knew that this year's subject might be a bit difficult to get.
Otherwise, with Old Tang's temper, he would definitely not be able to do this kind of thing of recommending the students in the group and the research group at the same time.
While the two were silent, Professor Tang's wife came out of the room.
She was pushing a wheelchair. In the wheelchair was a young man of about 20, with a thin and pale face.
The young man seemed to have no strength at all. His head was leaning on the back of the special wheelchair, his eyelids were drooped, and he was lifeless.
Chen Xiaofang immediately laughed when he saw this: "Haowen, are you going for a walk?"
No response.
Professor Tang frowned: "Uncle Chen is concerned about you, please reply."
Still no response at all.
When Chen Xiaofang saw this, he just shook his head and stood up with a smile.
"Then I'll go back first. I'll take a look at it then. If it doesn't work, I'll run away."
Professor Tang nodded, got up and walked him to the door.
Chen Xiaofang smiled and said: "Ye Ming, that boy, is really capable. You can't just judge it by ordinary undergraduates."
"You don't need to remind me, I know."
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The members of "Just Form a Team" had their first dinner together since the team was established.
Well... to be more precise, it was Ye Ming's treat.
Who knows that his phone has a little bit of sound leakage, and the school is quiet.
Although they didn't hear the complete content clearly, Qi Yumo and Shen Ruhai still got a general idea.
The two of them knew that Ye Ming had published a paper.
This is not a treat...how can this be done?
Do you want to revise every paper eight times in the future?
The next day, Ye Ming packed his luggage, took a ride and headed straight to his home city.
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"Mandun, dad, mom."
The ride-hailing driver was very cheerful and dropped him directly at the door of his house. As soon as he pulled out his luggage, he saw his old dog "Mandun" rushing out of the house like lightning, followed by his parents.
Mendun is a cross between a native dog and a Pomeranian. He has the appearance of a larger Pomeranian, but is covered in yellow fur. Because he didn't like to bark since he was a child, he was named Mendun by his family.
"Amen, okay, sit down!" Ye Ming pinched the dog's mouth and pointed at the ground.
The yellow dog sat down, but was instantly burned and got up again.
Ye Ming laughed.
"As soon as your child comes back, he will molest the dog!"
The father laughed and scolded, and lifted the suitcase for his son, while the mother followed behind, looking at Ye Ming constantly.
"Looks like I've lost weight."
"Summer is here, it's normal to lose weight."
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Ye Ming's home is a small second-floor building on the edge of town, close to the highway.
Like most self-built houses in villages and towns, the main room on the first floor has a double-door door, which is basically open at ordinary times to facilitate neighbors and friends to visit.
Because the people we were entertaining were all from the countryside, the first floor was not decorated very much, and all the costs were spent on the second floor.
After entering the house, Ye Ming put on his slippers and walked to the living room on the second floor.
He took a look at the air conditioner. Surprisingly, given the weather in August, the air conditioner in the living room on the second floor didn't even open the cover...
"Dad, Mom, don't you have the air conditioner on?"
"It's not too hot for us, just turn down the fan." Mother said as she walked towards the air conditioner.
Ye Ming smiled and shook his head.
His mother was so thrifty that he felt a little guilty now - he just spent more than 10,000 yuan on the sensor!
Although the money is nominally his bonus...
As the cool breeze blew, Ye Ming glanced around and felt something was wrong.
The house... shouldn't be so quiet.
After a moment, he looked towards the backyard and asked doubtfully: "Dad, didn't work start today?"
My father was startled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard his mother, who was bringing the fruit, saying, "What kind of work are you doing? The last batch of customer parts damaged the machine, and they asked us to pay liquidated damages."
Ye Ming frowned and immediately turned to look at his father.
My mother didn't understand anything mechanical, and she ignored what she said.
Father Ye Qigang smiled and shook his head.
"Well...it's okay, there's just a little problem."
