After Dean Xu and his team did this, there were basically no actuarial researchers willing to come to Xin Shun's team.

and……

Even if someone is willing to come to the team, their efficiency will not be as fast as Xin Shun and his team need.

Bass of Galton's laboratory is a capable general under Galton, and his actuarial ability is also of the highest level in the Federation.

"He has been on vacation recently and has been socialized," Galton was not confused when he heard Meng Fu say it, "I'll call him to go to your place, you're still in the capital."

"Okay," Meng Fu nodded. She was wearing slippers and walked towards the window. Her long white T-shirt covered her thin skeleton. "Teacher, has your team of teams studied the Internet neurons in the federal year?"

"You want to study the big framework of algorithms?" Galton's voice was a little solemn.

Meng Fu stood by the window, looking at the sky getting darker outside, and her mood was much calmer. She was not very slow. "I have searched all the existing algorithms, they are all very traditional. They build neurons layer by layer. The wake algorithm is no longer suitable for the basic construction we build. The new algorithm has a huge amount of computing..."

Galton listened quietly to Meng Fu's words, and at the end he spoke, "Don't force new algorithms. You can't do this set of federal algorithms in ten days. In a short period of time, you need to try to solve the old algorithm. I have a study here, and I'll find it and send it to you later."

"Thank you, teacher." Meng Fu spoke slowly.

Galton nodded and said, "When are you planning to come to the Federation? Our laboratory is like you, the logic space master. If you really can't make it, come here."

His voice was very gentle. This was not the first time Galton had persuaded Meng Fu.

Speaking of this, Meng Fu was silent again.

This is not the first time Meng Fu has been silent. Galton used to deliberately avoid this topic, but this time he did not stop. Instead, he smiled, "Can I ask, do you have any special reasons? Of course, if you are not willing to say it, you can not answer."

Galton heard Meng Fu say something like this, and Meng Fu also answered it, saying that she wanted to make money well.

She also said she was afraid of trouble.

But Galton knew that none of this was her true thought.

This time, Meng Fu was silent.

No one spoke on the phone for a long time. It was so long that Galton felt that Meng Fu could not speak, so she spoke softly, "Have you ever been exposed to an experiment that you don't like?"

"I don't like the experiment?" Galton was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "How could I not like to do the experiment?"

Meng Fu leaned against the window, his eyelashes drooped, and he also laughed softly, "That's what he said."

Speaking of this, the two of them didn't say much and hung up the phone.

Galton sent Bess' personal contact information to Meng Fu. Meng Fu and Bess did not use the phone number and they communicated with words on weekdays. She added Bess' contact information, put her phone back in her pocket and returned to the computer.

Neuron algorithms are indeed not that easy to construct, and it is even more difficult for them in less than half a month.

It was too late to follow the path before the Federation and the encoding was complicated, and Meng Fu might not be able to completely solve it. This time she could only find a simpler algorithm. She opened Skynet and searched for historical documents of network neurons.

Most of them are super projects, and the entire research institute is mobilized at any time, and this small factory in China is completely unworkable.

Meng Fu got Galton's answer and sent a WeChat message to Xin Shun.

Then minimize the page, pick up the cup at hand, and continue to walk to the window.

The water in the cup is already cold.

But Meng Fu didn't care either, and walked around by the window, which was her habit of falling into deep thought.

When Su Cheng came in, he saw her holding a white porcelain cup and walking slowly by the window. Her fingers were slender and clean and white. She pinched the teacup with her cold white fingertips, and could see the faint blue blood vessels.

While thinking, my eyelashes drooped, covering the careless charm of the peach blossom eyes.

The air conditioner was turned on in the study room, which was a little stuffy, and she opened the window in a small gap.

Su Cheng walked over and closed the window a little smaller, "Su Di made a midnight snack below."

"Wait a little longer." Meng Fu responded casually, then suddenly looked up. She put the cup in her hand on the table, and did not sit back on the chair. She turned on the computer and entered a line of code.

It was already late and the lights in the study were not on yet. Su Cheng watched Meng Fu sit back in front of the computer again. He walked aside and turned on the lights in the study, disturbing her, but just whispered to the door and returned to the downstairs.

Downstairs, Su Di has prepared the dessert for the midnight snack: "Miss Meng hasn't come down yet?"

"Give me a copy of the nearest arrangement form from the research institute." Su Cheng shook his head, and he reached out to take the tray from Su Di's hand.

Su Di nodded, "Okay, by the way, Professor Feng will go to the Federation tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Su Cheng held a tray, which contained desserts and coffee.

His voice sounded a little cold.

"Recently, the cases submitted by the Chinese Medicine Hospital have been extracted. They are new types of diseases and are highly contagious," Su Di frowned. "The domestic machine cannot detect it. The disaster is all remote villages and towns. The federal government lacks research staff, so Professor Feng applied directly."

The Fragrance Association is almost integrated with the Medical School. The Federation lacks manpower, so it lowers the bottom line of going to the Federation. Professor Feng won the first place in the last spice research and met the standards, so he submitted a federal application before.

But Su Cheng didn't expect that Feng Zhi would leave tomorrow.

He took the things and went upstairs to find Meng Fu. Some of the matter in Meng Fu's hand had fallen apart. When she heard Su Cheng's words, she paused slightly, "I'll go see him off tomorrow."

The lights in the room were on, and her eyelashes cast a shallow shadow under the eyelids.

She reached out and took the coffee that Su Cheng handed her.

Su Cheng grabbed her finger and supported her with one hand on the table. When he looked down, his eyebrows were deep, "Don't think too much, Professor Feng is going to study and research. I'm downstairs and I'm looking for me if you have something to do."

"Oh." Meng Fu responded slowly.

Su Cheng let go of his hand, and he looked into her eyes: "Is there nothing else to tell me?"

"have."

Su Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Meng Fu held the coffee and took a breath, with a clear tone: "Don't bother me."

Su Cheng paused, then shook his head, "Okay, Miss, I'll go out first."

He returned to the downstairs, and Su Di had already arrived at the institute's arrangement form and handed it to Su Cheng.

"Young master, Miss Meng took on a project, and... the military office has a big mess. The institute has been arguing all day today," Su Di sneered, "They like to draw big cakes. If they can't draw them, they have to ask someone to give an explanation. This time I happened to find Miss Meng and the others to take the blame."

It was okay for Dean Li of the Institute to be there before.

Meng Fu wanted to pick up someone, but she must be her friend. Although Duan Yan wanted to discuss some details with Meng Fu, he did not force himself to disturb Meng Fu. He stood there and waited for Meng Fu's back to disappear, he turned around and went back.

As soon as I turned around, the phone in my pocket remembered it was his father.

"Dad?" Duan Yan sat back into the car.

On the other end of the phone, Duan's voice was very gentle, "Just Miss sent someone over just now, and her brother entered the military service threshold. I want to invite you to the banquet. Are you going?"

Duan Yan is now a celebrity in the Ren family, and countless people want to win him over.

Ren Yi is just one of them.

Duan Yan spoke lightly, not enthusiastically: "You have refused for me."

Duan’s father there was also relieved. In fact, he had refused a long time ago and spoke in a deep voice: “You are a celebrity in the Ren family now, but you have to remember that you are a member of the Ren family, and the competition for the Ren family has nothing to do with you. Unless you agree with any force, you will be treated equally.”

Duan Yan pressed his eyebrows: "I know."

The two hung up the phone.

at the same time.

Ren Family.

Ren Wei was standing by the window, holding scissors in her hand, trimming a flower. When she heard her assistant report about Duan Yan, she "scrambled" and cut off a tender branch that had just sprouted.

A pot of flowers was ruined like this.

She didn't mind either, so she just lowered her eyes and said in a faint voice: "This Duan Yan is really not in the air."

She is now a celebrity in the Ren family, and her younger brother is a military assistant, so she cannot make Duan Yan excited.

It's really a hard bone.

"This is also a good thing," the assistant next to her smiled: "You can't even ask him, which means that others have no chance. We still have time. I believe that the Jinshishi that Jincheng can reach is open."

Ren Wei nodded lightly: "Duan Yan is staring at him."

Nowadays, many forces in the Ren family want to win over Duan Yan. Duan Yan is not a piece of Ye Wuzhan, and only does his own research. It is even harder to win over his family. This is a troublesome thing.

The assistant responded.

Ren Yi put down his scissors and walked to the computer. As soon as he turned on the computer, he looked at the new emails received on the computer.

It was sent to her by Bailize.

Ren Wei sat back on the computer, saw the file, and then clicked to take a look.

There are files about neural network elements.

The assistant around him is Ren Wei's confidant. Recently, he has taken the relationship between Bailize and Ren Wei. Bailize now believes in Ren Wei very much and maintains it very much. It is inexplicable. He himself doesn't know why.

Seeing this document, he was stunned, "Neural Network Metal Construction Table? Are they really going to do it?"

He and Ren Wei gave up on this project.

"I only realized that I would turn back after hitting the south wall." Ren Wei's voice was cold and pursed his lips slightly, his eyes searched in this list, and stopped on the last line. Ben's casual gaze paused.

She saw clearly that the two words above-

Meng Fu.
To be continued...