Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Hearing this, Yang Zhaolin glanced at the office and frowned: "The higher-ups want to give Teacher Xin a task. This task is not in our field. We were still calculating the data. Because of this matter, Teacher Xin has been working inside for a long time. Telephone."

Yang Zhaolin has not been in this laboratory for a long time, but he also knows the struggle between schools. Wherever there are people, there is competition. Xin Shun just came back from the Federation and inherited Dean Li's laboratory. There are many people who envy him .

Not to mention, Dean Xu can't wait to get rid of all the people in Dean Li's faction.

"What task?" Meng Fu lowered his voice.

"I heard from Teacher Fang and the others before that it seems to be a project of the computer department above, intelligent development data, you know that the people above can do whatever they think of, this computer project is simply impossible to do at our current level, let alone Speaking of our field of mathematics," Yang Zhaolin said here, with a very cold expression, "Dean Xu was worried that he would not find a chance to deal with us, and this opportunity came, and assigned this computer project to Teacher Xin."

"Network neurons?" Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yang Zhaolin vaguely remembered the word, "That's it. Teacher Xin is still arguing with Dean Xu. There are only a few people in our laboratory. After Senior Brother Guan left, more people wanted to leave. This matter is also a circle. The normal situation here, Teacher Xin is still arguing with Dean Xu, this matter must have a result."

Meng Fu nodded and went to look at the other people in the office. Meng Xun was doing calculations with Jin Zhiyuan.

The spacecraft is stranded, and there is not much content assigned to their laboratory.

In the office, Xin Shun hung up the phone with a "snap", opened the door and was about to come out with a cold face. After seeing Meng Fu, his inner depression was much less. He put away a little irritability and showed a smile: " Are you done?"

"En." Meng Fu nodded, she looked at Xin Shun's expression, and she was silent for a while: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Xin Shun shook his head. Holding his mobile phone, he hurriedly greeted Meng Fu, "I'll go out and find Vice President Zou. It's a holiday this afternoon, so everyone can do some activities."

After speaking, Xin Shun left in a hurry.

After Meng Xun finished speaking with Jin Zhiyuan, he came over to Meng Fu: "Sister."

Meng Fu turned around, his brows and eyes pale: "Have you encountered any problems?"

"No," Meng Xun became more calm than before. When she said this, she lowered her voice, "I'll go back to my aunt's house with you."

Xin Shun gave the lab a holiday, and Meng Xun had nothing else to do when he stayed.

"Okay." Meng Fu wanted to go back and give Yang Lai another acupuncture treatment. She took out the mask, "Go and clean it up."

Meng Xun quickly packed his things and left with Meng Fu.

Yang Zhaolin didn't go back with the two of them.

The other people in the laboratory watched Xin Shun and Meng Fu leave, and they all gathered around Yang Zhaolin, all worried in their voices: "You said that this task will not really fall on us, right?"

"We have to trust Teacher Xin." Yang Zhaolin pursed his lower lip.

The others had different expressions and didn't speak any more, but Teacher Fang's departure had already compromised their trust.

**

Meng Xun and Meng Fu returned to the Yang family.

Mrs. Yang was watching Meng Fu give Yang Lai acupuncture with Yang Hua.

"Who did Ah Fu learn his medical skills from?" Mrs. Yang looked at Meng Fu's acupuncture movements, which were much neater than the traditional Chinese medicine techniques she had seen before.

She lowered her voice and asked.

Yang Hua looked at Meng Fu's movements, and her eyes became gentle, "Her master."

"Her master?" This is not the first time Mrs. Yang has heard Yang Hua mention Meng Fu's master. "Then her master must be an amazing person."

Can teach apprentices like Meng Fu.

Yang Hua fell into memory, and after a while, she said softly, "Yes."

Meng Fu pulled out the last gold needle on Yang Lai's leg, pressed a few acupuncture points with his hands, and raised his head, "Uncle, how do you feel?"

"Very good." Every time Yang Lai went through Meng Fu's acupuncture treatment, he would feel that his legs had improved to a new level. This time, he even had a feeling that he could really stand up again...

"The medicine still needs to be taken." Meng Fu's spirit was obviously not as good as before, her voice was faint, and there was a slack between her brows, it was difficult for people to notice her state at this time.

Only Yang Hua glanced at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu put away the gold needle, she leaned back on the sofa chair, then looked at Yang Lai with a smile, "Uncle, try to see if you can help Yang Jiu stand up."

Hearing this sentence, the people in the whole hall fell silent.

Even Yang Hua couldn't help but glanced at Meng Fu, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Ah, Ah Fu, what do you mean..."

"That's right." Seeing Yang Hua's appearance, Meng Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled lazily, "Uncle, try it."

Before Meng Fu said it, Yang Lai actually had a premonition.

The legs are his own, and he knows the state of his legs better than anyone else.

Right now, Meng Fu said that his hands on the wheelchair were trembling, =.

Yang Jiu's eyes were red, and she quickly approached to help Yang Lai: "Mr. Yang, I will help you."

His hands trembled a little as he supported Yang Lai's arm.

Yang Lai supported the wheelchair with one hand, and supported Yang Jiu with the other. When he stood up, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and a numbness spread from the soles of his feet. He couldn't feel his legs, he could only feel the numbness Tingling to feel.

Obviously, just the act of standing up had put a heavy load on his body, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, similar to when Meng Fu gave him acupuncture just now.

He stopped for a minute on the way, and finally, he put down the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up under the support of Yang Jiudian.

Yang Lai is very tall, even if he is not standing very straight and his legs are slightly bent, he can tell that he is 1.8 meters tall.

Madam Yang was sitting beside Yang Hua, she watched Yang Lai standing up, covering her mouth with her hand, her normally gentle eyes glistened with tears.

"boom--"

Yang Lai couldn't bear it any longer, so he sat back down again.

However, he was not depressed at all, but raised his head and looked at Meng Fu. For the first time, he was so excited that his hand resting on the armrest trembled, "I can... I can stand up..."

Yang Hua also looked at Meng Fu, her eyes were both relieved and excited.

Meng Fu knew that Yang Hua had a knot in her heart from the moment she knew that Yang Lai's leg was disabled because she was going to pick her up.

Meng Fu didn't know how to repay the debt owed to Yang Hua. When Yang Hua carried her back from the trash can, this was the first debt that Meng Fu could not repay.

Regarding Yang Lai's matter, Meng Fu was more serious than anything else, so serious that he didn't hesitate to expose himself to the risk.

Right now, Meng Fu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. She picked up the teacup, raised it to Yang Lai, and smiled: "Congratulations, uncle."

"Thank you, thank you, Ah Fu..." Mrs. Yang had been sitting on the chair in a daze, but at this moment she finally came to her senses, she turned around abruptly, grabbed Meng Fu's hand, her voice was a little choked up.

For more than 30 years, Mrs. Yang has seen Yang Lai depressed and gave up on himself. Even though he succeeded later, his legs have always been Mrs. Yang's biggest regret.

"It's just the beginning. I'll list a special reconstruction process for my uncle later." Meng Fu thought for a while, "The reconstruction process is Lele... Dr. Qiao Le will help uncle. With her here, uncle, you will be able to recover soon." stand up."

"You said Doctor Qiao..." Mrs. Yang had watched all of Meng Fu's variety shows, not to mention that Qiao Le was invited by Doctor Qin to give Yang Lai a period of rehabilitation.

Before this, Mrs. Yang, like the netizens, felt that Xiao Wei's ability to stand up was basically due to Qiao Le's credit, and Qiao Le was also invited by the Chinese Medicine Base because of this incident.

Her set of acupuncture has become a unique acupuncture in the Chinese medicine field. There are countless paralyzed people waiting to see her every day. Qiao Le has already gained a certain reputation in the Chinese medicine field.

But when Qiao Le talked to Mrs. Yang and the others, she was always very modest, and seriously said that there was someone else who was really good at it, and her acupuncture was taught by others.

At that time, Mrs. Yang and the others always felt that Qiao Le was too modest.

But now...

Madam Yang looked at Meng Fu, and she felt that the acupuncture method that Qiao Le mentioned should be taught by Meng Fu.

The Yang family was happy today and drank a few more glasses of wine. Meng Fu wanted to drink, but this time Yang Hua didn't stop her.

**

Meng Xun didn't stay at Yang's house at night, but went back to Jianghe other courtyard with Meng Fu.

It should mean that she sent someone back.

As soon as she entered 1601, Meng Xun saw Dabai, and she had a rare smile on her face: "Dabai, are you fat? Don't get in the way."

Meng Xun stretched his legs and kicked Dabai away.

Then he caught sight of Su Cheng coming out behind Dabai.

He was wearing home clothes, his face was slightly indifferent, his eyes were sharp, and his breath was extremely cold. Meng Xun pushed down his glasses, "Brother Su."

Su Cheng put down the fruit plate in his hand, raised his head, and greeted Meng Xun politely.

Meng Fu took off his coat and mask. She drank wine at night, and the Yang family was happy today. Yang Lai took out the wine he had collected, which was full of stamina.

Su Cheng gave her a cool look, and Meng Fu handed him the coat.

Seeing how smooth Meng Fu was, Meng Xun couldn't help admiring from the bottom of her heart that her sister was a true warrior.

"Brother Cheng, I have a headache." The expression on Meng Fu's face remained unchanged.

"Well," Su Cheng frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to support her. She took off her coat, and there was only a bottoming shirt inside, "Is it still red wine?"

Meng Fu let out an "ah", and she thought about it, "Is that so? My uncle and I only have one bottle."

Meng Xun didn't dare to say, the two of you each have two bottles.

"Just one bottle?" Su Cheng laughed outrageously.

He led the man into the bedroom.

Meng Fu said seriously, "I want a computer, I want to check things."

"Okay, computer." Su Cheng originally wanted to ask her if she could read clearly now, but seeing how serious she was, he asked her to sit on a chair, went back to the hall, took her computer in, and turned it on, "You want to check What."

Meng Fu froze for a moment, then responded: "Yes, what do I want to check?"

Su Cheng was silent for a while, bent down, and turned off the computer, "Then we'll check when we get up tomorrow."

Meng Fu reached out and hugged his waist, "Brother Cheng, am I stupid now, my IQ is 180."

"I'm nothing but good-looking now."

She began to recite the algorithm.

Su Cheng was still comforting her, but when he heard her talking like that at this moment, he was also taken aback, and then laughed under his breath, "No, you are not stupid."

Meng Fu was still reciting the arithmetic, her face was still calm, and even her peach blossom eyes were very serious, except for the occasional flash of confusion.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her body smelled of wine, and when she looked up, her peach blossom eyes were a little foggy.

Su Cheng looked at her for a while, then lowered his head and kissed her, tender but possessive.

"Meng Fu," he held Meng Fu's face in his hands, his voice became lustful, soft and slow, "There will be such a day."

There will come a day when neither of us owes the world a thing.

**

When Meng Fu woke up the next day, he had a slight headache, but she was very talented, so there was not much sequelae.

She sat on the bed and looked at her phone for a while.

It's only six o'clock.

Meng Fu sat on the bed, recalling what happened last night.

Some are deadpan.

Did she memorize the algorithm all night?

What else did you say?

Meng Fu sat for about three minutes before he had to accept this fact.

She slowly got up from the bed, looked at the phone, there were several messages on the phone, the first one was five o'clock——

Brother Cheng: 【You said you wanted to check things last night, and the computer is in your room. 】

Meng Fu: [Oh. 】

Behind them are Yang Lai, Mrs. Yang, Yang Liufang, and Yang Zhaolin.

In the end it was Qiao Le's, she was asking her if Yang Lai's leg was cured by her.

As soon as she finished answering, she looked back at the computer on the table. The computer was already turned off. After dawdling for a while, she put on her slippers and went to turn on the computer on the table.

Pulled the chair away, sat on the chair, then reached out to turn on the computer with a blank expression, and began to look up the "neural network unit".

There are a lot of information about these on the Internet. In fact, this idea was proposed in the Federation 20 years ago, and then a group of scientists in the Federation made this neural network element.

Because of this, Skynet suddenly raised a level and became an immersive network client.

Skynet is a huge force that can almost compete with the Federation, and there are countless talents in it. The Federation does not dare to touch Skynet easily.

Because of this, many countries are thinking about this technology, and it seems that the country is also studying this aspect.

Meng Fu is not very clear about the structure of the neural network unit. It involves industry secrets. Skynet does not have rewards for these points, but there is research on the neural network unit.

Meng Fu downloaded the file and started browsing.

"Neural network unit" is not only a computer department, but also has something to do with biology and mathematics. The algorithmic neurons in it are very complicated, and mathematics acts as an operation in it, and the proportion is not very large.

Indeed, as Yang Zhaolin said, such a project should not be placed in the Department of Mathematics.

After reading all the materials, Meng Fu couldn't help pressing his forehead.

Then she took a USB flash drive and put everything she saw into it.

She turned off the computer, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, she opened the door and went out.

Outside, Su Di was in the kitchen. When he saw Meng Fu getting up, he poked his head, "Miss Meng, I have a bowl of hangover soup."

As he spoke, he brought over the hangover soup and gave it to Meng Fu to drink.

While wiping her hair with a towel, Meng Fu glanced at the room. She was relieved that Su Cheng was not there.

Then he picked up the bowl Su Di handed her and drank it calmly.

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is Su Cheng who is embarrassed.

Meng Fu had just finished taking a shower. Today, because of embarrassment, he didn't go out for a run. Instead, he went downstairs for a walk around Dabai. After Dabai went upstairs, Meng Xun also got up.

It was too late to send Meng Fu back last night, so Su Cheng didn't let Meng Xun leave and let her sleep in the guest room here.

Meng Fu reached out and took a steamed bun on the table, and said while biting, "Xun, I'll take you to the research institute later."

Meng Xun was brushing her teeth inside, when she heard Meng Fu's voice, she said vaguely, "Okay."

**

At 7:20, Meng Fu sent Meng Xun to the research institute.

In the office of the research institute, Mr. Fang left yesterday, and only a few younger people were left, but the people present were quite impetuous, and Mr. Fang was considered to be very senior in the group.

Holding the USB flash drive in his hand, Meng Fu asked Jin Zhiyuan, "Where's Mr. Xin? I have something to give him."

"Teacher Xin?" Jin Zhiyuan put down his hand pressing the keyboard, looked outside, and frowned, "He seems to have gone to find Dean Xu, and Dean Xu is on the eighth floor, just wait a little longer, he should be back soon. "

Meng Fu clenched the USB flash drive in his hand, looked outside the door, thought about it, and went upstairs to find Xin Shun.

The eighth floor is the office of President Xu and Vice President Zou.

The door of the office was half open, and it could be seen that there were many people inside.

"Mr. Xin, this matter was posted above. Neural Networks. I heard that it is mainly about your mathematics major. Your mathematics major has the highest score in your first laboratory. You should make a contribution to the entire research institute and do a good job." , It can also give meritorious service to the students in your laboratory, which is a good thing." This is the voice of Dean Zou.

"Whoever it is, Mr. Xin, you should sacrifice for the people..." This is the voice of another researcher.

Xin Shun was usually gentle and gentle, but because of the laboratory left by Dean Li, his neck was red with anger, "I'll go to your Zou Weimin! This is a good thing, so why don't you do it? Give it to our lab?! Do you think our lab can be bullied if Dean Li is gone?! If you do a good job, you can make meritorious deeds. Why don’t you mention it? So far? Good words are high-sounding, don’t you just want us to take the blame?”

Meng Fu stood outside the door, listening carefully to their conversation.

In the office, a man looked at everyone in the office, his eyebrows were serious, and his voice was very serious: "The president said, you must have someone solve this matter, and the result will come out today."

The researcher just now looked at Xin Shun with a smile, "Mr. Xin."

Vice President Zou also nodded, "Yes, Teacher Xin..."

Everyone else looked at Xin Shun.

Xin Shun followed Dean Li before, and had never experienced such a struggle. Now, listening to these people's words, he could feel the suffocation coming from all directions, like being surrounded by sea water.

It seems that after the absence of Dean Li, his sense of powerlessness became more and more serious. He looked at Dean Xu and the others, and finally focused on the man: "Dean Xu, Dui Qian, do you know what you are doing?" ? We can't finish this matter, and the future of those young people in our laboratory has come to an end..."

The Qian team is from Baili Ze, and they are here to take charge of this project this time.

Dean Xu seemed to be smiling. He looked at Xin Shun and was very puzzled: "What does their future have to do with me? I have also given them the task. If they can't do it, that's their problem. Teacher Xin, you are all points." The first laboratory, if it can’t be done, there is no need for this laboratory to exist.”

Meng Fu stood outside the door, and only after hearing this, she reached out and knocked on the door.

When everyone was watching, she pushed open the door, glanced at everyone in the office, and clenched the USB flash drive in her hand, her voice was soft and weak: "Our first laboratory has accepted this project."

Xin Shun turned his head, looked at Meng Fu, and was taken aback for a moment, "But..."

"Mr. Xin, it's useless even if you beg them." Meng Fu said softly.

In the office, Vice President Kou looked at Meng Fu and didn't dare to speak.

When Dean Xu saw Meng Fu, his eyes darkened, and then he smiled inexplicably, "He who understands current affairs is a hero."

Only that Qian Dui, he squinted at Meng Fu, he was so young, he looked like a freshman, he really didn't look like someone from a research institute, he almost sneered, "Just you?"

Meng Fu turned his head to look at Qian Dui, her peach blossom eyes were very clear, and her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, "Well, I, CA1937."