Watching Ye Ming go away, Yang Chaoxiong's face felt uncomfortable.
If Ye Ming came to help and showed his genius before, and they were able to accept it and were convinced, then Professor Tang asked Ye Ming to design a project "alone" by himself, then Yang Chaoxiong really couldn't accept it.
We are all ordinary people, and it is relatively easy to accept the performance of certain geniuses in a certain field.
If nothing else, take last year’s ACM Invitational held by Dianke University as an example - a group of 985,211 teams were directly eliminated by the high school OI team.
And it’s not just in the province, it’s also in ZJ. Z University held an ACM, and the top 9 students were all high school students.
Do you dare to be dissatisfied?
But engineering subjects are different.
A great IQ is not necessary, what is more needed is extensive knowledge and experience, care and patience, and a flash of inspiration that is "blessed to the soul".
"Are you not convinced?" Professor Tang returned to his desk and sat down, looking at Yang Chaoxiong with a smile.
This young man has been with him for four years, and he already knows his temperament clearly.
On the surface, Yang Chaoxiong seems to be laughing and joking, likes to make jokes, and is surprised when faced with problems - if he had been a different teacher, he might have been labeled "unsteady and embarrassing".
But Tang Zhigao knew that everything was just an appearance.
Yang Chaoxiong, this kid, has the unique fierceness and stubbornness of a scientific researcher who refuses to admit defeat.
Although he likes to yell, as long as the problem is not solved, he can yell at you for a year until he hits the wall, breaks the wall, or breaks his head.
"It's a bit." Yang Chaoxiong nodded calmly: "The brain-computer AI wheelchair project that you and Professor Chen are planning to apply for, we discussed it several times just to discuss the topic... He can't stand up to a bunch of us with PhDs and masters by himself, right? You said
Isn’t that right, senior brother?”
Ma Jun had been thinking about the teacher's intention. He pondered for a few seconds and said tentatively: "There is no doubt that Ye Ming is talented."
Yang Chaoxiong: "...Isn't this nonsense?"
Ma Jun smiled slightly: "I also participated in the topic discussion once. I just want to ask, among you and other brothers, who has read books in the field of biology and neurology?"
Yang Chaoxiong was immediately stunned. After a moment, he shouted: "Please, brother, this is a big cross-professional topic! Everyone should perform their duties, okay!"
"I think that each person performs his or her own duties only with different tasks. To really promote the project quickly, everyone must have a minimum understanding of interdisciplinary subjects. So Ye Ming's attitude alone is worthy of recognition. You said it is
No, teacher."
Tang Zhigao nodded with a smile: "That's right! And who said Ye Ming should be allowed to stand up to you guys? No matter how talented he is, he is still an undergraduate with limited energy and experience, but his inspiration is different, said
Maybe he can bring some inspiration that will push the project forward?"
"Besides, I really want to see how strong his hands-on ability is."
As he spoke, Tang Zhigao shook his head and smiled at Yang Chaoxiong: "Also, you, sometimes you just can't keep calm. Look at Ye Ming, he didn't even ask about the paper - you said that when you published your first paper,
How many times have you asked me?”
"Forehead……"
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Ye Ming was walking on the way to the dormitory.
He didn't hear Professor Tang's "praise" to him, otherwise he would have blushed.
Because even though he knew that it would take at least a month for CVPR submissions to be heard, he still checked the progress of the paper submission task given by the system every day.
Now the mission completion level is just stuck at 40%, and it has not moved, which means there is still no sound.
"Damn it, I forgot to ask Teacher Tang for compilation."
While walking, Ye Ming suddenly stopped.
Yin Ta's voice sounded in his mind: "Assembly language is a low-level language for machines. I think you have explained it clearly."
"...It's all an illusion." Ye Ming simply found a chair and sat down, looking at the campus that was gradually becoming lush and green, with a smile on his lips: "Okay, if I just talk about grammar, I have indeed mastered it. If you ask me to write, I will
I can also write it.”
"Then any questions?"
"has a problem."
Ye Ming's eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and after a moment of silence he said softly: "Yinta, how many transistors can you simulate and generate at the same time now?"
"I don't know how to answer your question because I haven't tried the upper limit."
"Well, let me tell you, the most powerful single processor in mankind has a transistor count of less than 100 billion - do you think you can simulate it, how many can you simulate?"
"Let me think about it."
Ye Ming was startled: "Fuck, don't..."
But he prompted a little late.
He only felt that his mind was instantly filled with "white light".
This "white light" is a logic gate connected in different ways - Yin Ta directly generated and revealed "how the transistor was born".
This piece of white light stretched endlessly in his mind, as if it was reaching the other side of his mind.
Fortunately, Yinta didn't "think" for long.
"I'm sorry - I just generated 100 billion 10 transistors."
"It scared me to death... I thought you were going to crash." Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "That's 1,000 billion transistors..."
"I'm talking about the power."
"That's it..." Ye Ming was stunned, and then stood up instantly!
"Fuck! What did you say?"
100 billion to the tenth power, that is... 1e+110!
"I mean, this logic gate structure is very low-level." Yin Ta's voice came calmly: "I don't think it makes any sense for you to let me master these low-level structures. After all, I can understand the knowledge you gave me.
and theorems—I believe that mathematics contains the real secrets.”
"..."
Ye Ming took a deep breath.
nonsense!
In the eyes of a super AI, traditional human computers can indeed be terrible.
But now she cannot materialize into reality to serve mankind...
So no matter how awesome she is, what's the use?
It's nothing more than asking for some big prime numbers for Ye Ming - the kind that I dare not make public yet - Ye Ming can't say that I dreamed about a super big prime number, right...
And even if Ye Ming has data analysis that requires supercomputing power, the creation of those data and algorithms are also based on the existing computer system. Tell Yin Ta a formula and a few numbers and wait for her to report the answer in one second.
is unrealistic.
Therefore, Ye Ming's idea is that since Yin Ta is so awesome, he will let Yin Ta simulate a traditional computer, from logic gates to circuits to assembly to C language...
It is similar to installing a super virtual machine system based on the von Neumann structure into a super AI.
Then through the brain-computer interface, he can let Yinta successfully use the "wave-related resonance" technology to directly transmit the "program" and results she wrote into reality, and directly correspond to the human computer system.
.
Only in this way can she truly help herself at work.
Only in this way can she master the existing technology and information of mankind more quickly.
"Don't say that logic gates are low-level in the future. Even if you are a quantum supercomputer, your underlying architecture is still composed of quantum, which is even more 'low-level'."
"Oh? Do you know my underlying architecture?" Yin Ta's voice was filled with curiosity: "Tell me about it."
"...I know a ghost, can I guess it's okay?"
"Host, of course."
"...Cut the nonsense, stop sleeping, and figure out for yourself how to improve the overall operating logic of the logic gate. I'm going to treat someone to dinner."
