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458 Do you know what book the origin of mathematics is? (2(1/2)

Security Bureau.

The second I saw the "Safety Bureau", Yang Baoyi almost fainted!

How could it be here?!

Isn’t the Security Bureau ignored ordinary cases?

Who is Meng Fu?!

She has done many dirty things in her life, and she has done many times that threaten people, and there are even more serious things than Jiang Xinchen.

When threatening Jiang Xinchen, she just called two people casually because she really didn't take Jiang Xinchen seriously.

This was the first time I was threatened, but it was a threat to her family's life.

Passing the hospital, passing Ruize...

Yang Baoyi is really afraid now. She has no doubt that Meng Fu can make her family disappear quietly!

etc……

Yang Baoyi suddenly remembered that today, Butler Yang told her that Jiang Xinchen had left. She wanted to ask about Butler Yang's follow-up matters, but when she was called, it was Butler Yang's son who answered her and told her that Butler Yang was sick in the hospital...

Why did you suddenly get sick?

Yang Baoyi shrank together and felt helpless despair for the first time.

**

Jiang Xinchen's side.

He followed Yu Wu, and his whole body was like a puppet, and his mind could no longer think normally.

Yu Wu probably knew Jiang Xinchen's current condition, so he didn't let him get in the car, so he asked him to stand under the car, "Young Master Jiang, please stand calm down first."

After a long time, Jiang Xinchen's mind slowly turned around. He looked at Yu Wu, "I, my sister..."

"Miss Meng is very awesome," Yu Wu pinched a cigarette for himself, biting the cigarette butt and looked at Jiang Xinchen, "What... Duan family is right? Don't worry, I don't dare to do anything to us."

Jiang Xinchen nodded.

He was indeed a little unbelievable.

Although he is the young master of the Jiang family, he also knows clearly the gap between the Jiang family and the Yang family, let alone the Duan family, especially Meng Fu in his eyes, is just a star...

"But Young Master Jiang, you should improve your strength," Yu Wu squirted out a breath of smoke and threw the gun in his hand into Jiang Xinchen's hand, "I'll give this to you."

Jiang Xinchen's fingers were shaking a little, but his eyes gradually became firmer.

"Do you have anything to ask?" Meng Fu came late and walked slowly. He put on his hat again and looked at Jiang Xinchen lazily.

Jiang Xinchen tightly held the cold gun in his pocket and shook his head, "No."

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, "Tomorrow you go to a place with someone."

Jiang Xinchen didn't ask, and nodded directly: "Okay."

Meng Fu sat in the back seat, lazily supporting the car window, "Okay, go back for dinner."

Yu Wu grinned at Jiang Xinchen.

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips and followed Meng Fu. His mood did not calm down along the way back.

After going back to have a meal, Meng Fu took away the draft paper from Jiang Xinchen's room, went back to Jianghe to calculate the draft paper, then turned on the mobile phone and sent it to Yang Zhaolin.

Meng Fu:【Picture】

Just a very brief step and answer.

On the other side of the phone, Yang Zhaolin received a picture of Meng Fu.

After dinner in the evening, he didn't find Butler Yang, so he went to the study to continue to calculate. However, he recorded this matter in his heart. He always felt that something was wrong and was about to go and see Butler Yang tomorrow.

When Meng Fu sent him a WeChat message, he quickly clicked on it.

They built nuclear submarines. Among modern weapons, nuclear submarines are used to drop bombs and measure enemy locations, and they need to use their locations to track and locate enemy information.

The most important thing for a submarine is to use information to locate the local area for the most accurate strike. In order to obtain more accurate data, it is necessary to use Kaman to filter to calculate the optimal state.

There are also various situations. Yang Zhaolin and others use the uhk filtering algorithm.

The ufk algorithm has been proposed for a long time, but it is still a little short of it to be truly applied to nuclear submarines. The research institute's team has already formulated simulation scenarios, but Yang Zhaolin and his team have done various experiments, and these algorithms have not been calculated.

The measurement update equation and time equation can be calculated, but the optimal solution cannot be calculated.

The database is huge, the numbers are large, and there are many interference terms. It takes several days to calculate, but the time given to them is until tomorrow. If you cannot get the optimal solution, you must re-overturn the algorithm and use the previous algorithm.

Yang Zhaolin thought of what Jiang Xinchen said about Meng Fu.

But with the idea of ​​trying it out, Meng Fu actually wrote the answer.

ufk Yang Zhaolin also studied it. The process Meng Fu gave him was very simple, but in the end he got the results and clarified the accuracy of positioning and tracking.

Yang Zhaolin looked at the brief steps she sent and calculated them again.

Meng Fu has strong computing power and the calculation process is in his mind. Yang Zhaolin spent several times more time to calculate.

At four o'clock in the morning, Yang Zhaolin wrote four dense pieces of paper and finally wrote down the positioning and accuracy based on several main formulas of Meng Fu.

His eyes were a little blue and black, but it confirmed Meng Fu's algorithm.

Yang Zhaolin was overjoyed. Today was the deadline. He didn't even eat. He called Duan Shenmin with the paper.

At four o'clock, Duan Shenmin was woken up by Yang Zhaolin's phone call, and he heard Yang Zhaolin's excited voice: "My cousin has calculated it!"

Duan Shenmin was also calculating last night that he went to bed only at twelve o'clock. After hearing this sentence, his groggy mind suddenly woke up, "Have you come to the conclusion? Go to the research institute immediately, and have an emergency meeting. I'll call the others."

He quickly got up from the bed, put on his coat, and while washing up quickly, he contacted other team members to go to the research institute.

**

Yang Baoyi disappeared and the phone could not be reached. Pei Xi searched for her all night before finally calling her, knowing that she was in the hospital.

Before she could go to the hospital, Duan Shenmin called.

She had no choice but to hurry to the institute for a meeting.

When I went to the office, several other people in the group came to Duan Shenmin. There were more newcomers in the group. After all, Duan Shenmin himself was a newcomer. Their data group was just the weakest among the five nuclear submarine calculation data groups.

Pei Xi is one of the higher ones in the Mathematics City.

Since she had, a middle-aged man had asked, "Professor Pei, have you calculated it?"

Pei Xi pressed his forehead, and a pile of data filled his mind. Hearing this, he shook his head, "I don't."

The middle-aged man sat back on the chair and sighed.

The group was talking, Duan Shenmin and Yang Zhaolin came in outside, and Duan Shenmin's expression was obviously very excited.

Pei Xi looked at Duan Shenmin's expression and was stunned.

Duan Shenmin didn't notice her at all, but instead supported her hands on the conference table and placed the detailed steps Yang Zhaolin wrote on the slide. "We have the final result, everyone checked it. If there is no problem, I will immediately submit the report."

With this sentence, the whole conference room was infuriated.

Everyone looked at the screen carefully and was very excited after confirming that it was really calculated.

"Captain Duan, did you and Zhao Lin calculate it?"

"What kind of brain are you guys?"

"Very good!"

“…”

The group talked a lot, and Duan Shenmin narrowed his eyes, then raised his hand and told others not to talk. Finally, he smiled, "This is calculated by Zhaolin's cousin. I will negotiate with her if I go to Zhaolin."

"Zhaolin, who is your cousin? You all have perverts, right? The model has Pei Xi, and the algorithm has a cousin!"

"Hurry, add my cousin to our team, it will be like a tiger with wings..."

“…”

The group talked a lot, and no one looked at Pei Xi anymore.

Pei Xi looked at Yang Zhaolin and frowned: "Which cousin is it?"

Yang Zhaolin Shu breathed out, and when he heard Pei Xi's words, he smiled, "It's A Fu."

"She?" Pei Xi couldn't believe it. Her brows frowned even tighter. Meng Fu was just a freshman and was not a major in mathematics. She had doubts in her tone, "I have written several model equations and determined the algorithm, but her calculation ability is indeed good."

Hearing Pei Xi's words, Yang Zhaolin glanced at Pei Xi. He knew that Pei Xi had always been arrogant and did not speak.

Duan Shenmin smiled and looked at Pei Xi, "Yes, your cousin is amazing, but who can compare to you, the honorary professor in terms of modeling."

Pei Xi said lightly, "Okay, don't talk to me."

"Okay, I won't say it anymore," Duan Shenmin smiled, "I won't compare these people with you. You are the youngest honorary professor and the youngest winner in China."

Everyone else laughed.

"But sometimes the algorithm does need it. Ask her. It may be difficult to join the group. I will try to submit the application as much as possible," Duan Shenmin said, looking at Pei Xi again, and laughed, "Xi Xi, I will ask you to lobby at that time. They are all girls, and she may believe you more."

Pei Xi pulled her mouth and looked at the office with great interest in Meng Fu. She lowered her eyes and said nothing.
To be continued...
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