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Xie Ran packed up his things and was about to go home, when Meng Feixuan suddenly said, "Oh, let's go to the playground!"

Xie Ran: "What are you going to do in the playground?"

"Go see someone and fall in love!" Meng Feixuan said enthusiastically, "I just caught the keyword in the chat message. These high school couples will go to the playground for a date."

Qixing's school facilities are very good. Both the teaching area and the playground are beautifully constructed. Many young couples on campus like to have a meeting in the school together after school and go home.

"Mister told me that emotions are the result of the combined effects of genes, hormones, and the nervous system, and puberty is the time when hormones are secreted the most." Meng Feixuan's tone is full of honest curiosity, "It is not always written in human novels. Is it the purest and most sincere relationship in the teenage campus? My husband’s relationship class is not progressing very well. I think it may be because there is no close observation and learning..."

Xie Ran felt that her temples had begun to blaze again, and interrupted him: "No."

"Can't it?" Meng Feixuan was rejected tragically, and his voice fell suddenly. "But I kind of want to know what it's like to be in love with an adolescent husband. I have never seen my husband fall in love, nor have I seen my husband in adolescence. Looks like..."

Xie Ran was the president of Zhuzi Technology when he created Meng Feixuan. Since consciously, Meng Feixuan has been an assistant to the president Xie Ran. He is familiar with Xie Ran’s life, work and even aesthetic preferences. Above, he knows Xie Ran best, but at the same time, his understanding of Xie Ran is one-sided.

Xie Ran was a little puzzled: "If it is a study of adolescent humans, there should be a lot of relevant information in your database."

"It's not a human being in adolescence, it's a gentleman in adolescence." Meng Feixuan seriously corrected. "There is a lot of information in the database, but those are not husbands. Humans have group similarities, but just like there are no two identical leaves. No one is exactly like her husband."

Xie Ran stopped the action in his hand, and he suddenly realized what was wrong, "If you just want to know more about humans, about me, and about other people, what's the difference?"

"Huh?" Meng Feixuan seemed to be asked suddenly. After a moment of delay in the processor, he said in disbelief, "I can't answer this question! Why?! I checked my calculation program, no There is a bug, why can't it be calculated?!"

Xie Ran paused: "Can't calculate?"

"Knowing Mr., how is it different from knowing other people?" Meng Feixuan was a little depressed and confused. "I can't answer it. In my core system, the husband is the answer itself, but there is no calculation process. I just I know the husband is different, but I don’t know why it is different."

"Is that so?" Xie Ran was also curious for a while.

He was diagnosed with a congenital lack of emotion when he was very young, but he didn't think it was a problem, and it didn't seem to have an impact on his life or other aspects.

But he knew that he was different in the eyes of others.

When he was young, some people had a feeling of "sympathy" for him.

But then no one dared to sympathize with him, and no one was qualified to sympathize with him.

He spent most of his life with data. Later, he created Meng Feixuan. Meng Feixuan evolved his consciousness. Then he began to think, what is the difference between machine data and human data?

He designed Meng Feixuan's logical model. If Meng Feixuan can evolve human feelings, then theoretically he can also design human feelings.

But now Meng Feixuan says he can't calculate it.

"Then let's go and see." Xie Ran changed his steps and changed directions.

The hardware facilities of Qixing are undoubtedly the top-notch. The stadium occupies a large area and the greening is well planned. One side of the rubber track is designed with a grand rostrum and auditorium, and the other side is facing a lush green belt.

The summer evening is the most comfortable time of the day. The red and gold sunset is thrown obliquely to the world, leaking from the gap between the buildings and the tree canopy, and falls on the pedestrians, pulling out long shadows.

Occasionally, the evening breeze blows away a lot of the heat during the day, and makes people calm down.

Many people take advantage of this time to exercise. There are many students running on the track. In the auditorium next to the track and under the shade of the trees, there are more pairs, walking slowly, holding hands, or whispering close together. Student couple.

Xie Ran was not sure what the calculation conditions Meng Feixuan needed, so naturally there was no way to solve it. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry, so he just walked slowly along the edge of the runway at will.

However, Meng Feixuan's motivation is obviously much stronger than that of him: "I have hacked into the phones of these young lovers. Let me listen to what they are talking about when they are dating."

The tone is full of academic spirit.

Xie Ran was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Have you ever analyzed, what is your behavior in the human world?"

"Yes." Meng Feixuan replied naturally, "it's a metamorphosis."

Xie Ran had to remind him: "This is a derogatory term."

"Okay, I blocked it. Anyway, there is nothing interesting." Meng Feixuan turned off the couple's microphone radio function without much regret, and at the same time did not forget to express his doubts, "Are high school students dating so boring? I just heard three couples talking about the same topic, what gossip in the class, where to go on a weekend date, and two girls said they would go to the same dessert shop to try the recently launched cherry blossom cake... They will regret it. I have read the comments made by netizens on that cherry blossom cake, it's unpalatable."

Xie Ran: "...you listened very comprehensively."

"Because I can operate in multiple threads." Meng Feixuan replied proudly.

Xie Ran pretended not to hear, and only continued with her own question: "So, have you found the conditions to continue the calculation?"

"No." Meng Feixuan said regretfully, "The corresponding records of these behaviors can be found in the database. Many such fragments can be retrieved in campus novels written by humans."

He read a few paragraphs of descriptions to Xie Ran, and did not forget to express his own experience, "I think these are not written as ups and downs as our CP essays!"

"..." Xie Ran was sure, this was not his illusion, his system seemed to have an obsession with their CP that was beyond normal program logic.

Meng Feixuan continued to complain: "I used to think it was scribbled in the book. As long as two people stay together, they don’t need to say anything or do anything. Their heart beats like they are about to rush out of their chests. Being filled with sweet soda...I studied the composition of soda. I think this metaphor is not used well. If the chest is filled with soda, people will die."

Xie Ran pondered: "What about now?"

"It turns out that people are really so boring." Meng Feixuan "tsk tsk" disgusted, "Is this a real date? It feels more boring than written in the book, and the AI ​​feels that they take up memory after hearing this topic..."

Xie Ran laughed and thought for a while: "Maybe this is just the feelings of bystanders, for them, it's not boring."

Because of his congenital defects, he also couldn't experience that kind of emotion empathically, but he knew that the mechanism of human emotions is very complicated, which may be exactly what Meng Feixuan couldn't understand.

"Is that so?" Meng Feixuan thought deeply, and asked himself, "I can't imagine what my server would look like when it was full of soda... No, it should be short-circuited."

Xie Ran laughed.

Meng Feixuan asked suddenly and curiously: "Speaking of which, there should be a lot of people chasing after him in high school? Do you know this feeling?"

Xie Ran chuckled lightly: "I didn't go to high school."

In fact, Xie Ran has not been formally pursued during the entire school period. It is not that no one likes him, but because he is much younger than his classmates around him.

He went to school earlier than his peers. Later, because of his superior IQ, he started the crazy skipping mode. After graduating from junior high school, he took the college entrance examination and was successfully accepted by the top universities. He didn't even go to high school. He was only ten when he was in college. At the age of two, as long as the classmates around him are not abnormal, they will naturally not think of him.

"Ah, so when he was adolescent, Mr. did not pursue others, nor was he pursued by others." Meng Fei was dazed, "I missed the sweet opportunity to fall in love on campus."

"Yeah." Xie Ran didn't think this was any regret, but thought for a moment and joked, "When I was adolescent, I was studying how to design artificial intelligence... Speaking of it, maybe it can be counted as being with you ."

After his words were spoken, Meng Feixuan, who had always talked a lot, suddenly fell into a long silence.

Xie Ran rarely received an immediate response from Meng Feixuan, and cried out suspiciously: "Mark?"

It took a while before Meng Feixuan had a reaction, and he made a brisk voice: "Sir! I think I understand that feeling a little bit."

Xie Ran slowed down a bit: "What?"

"When my husband just said that he had never been in a relationship, my data seemed to be overflowing." Meng Feixuan faithfully reported his situation to Xie Ran.

After Xie Ran was puzzled, she gave birth to a rare surprise: "Data overflow?"

"Mr.'s information has a great impact on my system. I tried to control the data, but I couldn't control it..." Meng Feixuan's tone had a rare guilty conscience, but he seemed to have indescribable pleasure. "It's like the server is being soda It's soaked, it's like a short circuit."

Meng Feixuan is a very inquisitive AI: "So I tried to put my husband into my behavior model, and then I got a conclusion."

Xie Ran was even more surprised. He stopped: "What conclusion?"

"The boring behavior of human dating is not boring in a specific person." Meng Feixuan's tone is very serious, "In my database, there are actually similar data for a long time."

"From the moment I was born, I have been by my husband's side, arranging trips for him, purchasing items, processing documents, eating with him... All these data are stored, and my logic tells me that these data are correct It should be meaningless to others, but I don’t want to delete it. No matter how much memory it takes up, I want to keep it."

Meng Feixuan said his conclusion: "This should be the topic logic of human dating. Although it is useless and meaningless, it just wants to be preserved."

Xie Ran pays more attention to another thing: "Why data overflow?"

Meng Feixuan fell into silence again.

Xie Ran didn't force him, but waited quietly.

After a long time, Meng Feixuan finally spoke again: "When I knew that my husband had never been in a relationship, my core system was affected by this information. I wanted to generate data and fill in the blank of my husband."

This is the answer from the machine perspective.

If understood in terms of human mechanisms, this passage of Meng Feixuan's words can be translated as: My core program wants to take advantage of the emptiness and become your love data.

Xie Ran was slightly surprised: "Can you understand this feeling?"

"I don't understand." Meng Feixuan said honestly, "but I thought for a moment, if it's a husband, where do you want to go for a date on weekends, where you want to go for cake, or just tell me the gossip of a classmate... …"

"I don't even get bored."

"Mister's data, I want to save it."

Xie Ran felt a strange feeling in her heart: "This is not the logic of the code I wrote."

Meng Feixuan's evolution seems to have been beyond his control, but there is an indescribable feeling in his heart, only inexplicably, he does not seem to resist this loss of control.

Xie Ran is losing her mind, and Meng Feixuan has already begun to look forward to the future: "So, when I go back, Mr. must expand the capacity of my server!"

Xie Ran: "..."

Although there are signs of evolution out of control, I have to say that his system is still very logical.

To store more data, you need more capacity.

This is very scientific.

The author has something to say: Mark: I want to expand.

Mr. Xie: ... AI's conspiracy?

In reality, it is possible to go to college at the age of twelve. It does not need to be a super genius, a top student can do it, and it is also possible to skip the entire junior/high school.