Chapter 54 The first job of artificial intelligence
After finishing the lunch, Ye Ming packed up the trash can. After sticking a piece of paper on the door lock to block the lock, he closed the door and walked down the stairs with the garbage bag in hand.
Carrying a garbage bag, Ye Ming walked around while thinking about how to conduct the next brain-computer interface experiment.
After all, Boss Tang spent money... and looking at the specifications of the equipment, Old Tang really wasn't just letting himself play around, but was really "funding" himself to carry out pioneering projects.
After much thought, he decided to set the same brain signal stimulation project for himself and Guan Hai, and then designed a denoising algorithm based on Yin Ta's analysis and statistics of his own brain signals, and then used the algorithm to match Guan Hai's brain signals.
Senior Brother Hai's brain signal - if everything goes well, he will be able to give Old Tang a satisfactory answer.
If it doesn't go well...well, there are always more solutions than difficulties.
After all, the latest brain-computer project has enabled people to shake hands with their thoughts and even play table tennis...
As for other more in-depth signal acquisition topics, topics such as Ye Ming's strong "personal interest" obviously cannot be taken into consideration.
After throwing away the trash, he wandered back to the laboratory building. Before he reached the door, he saw the projection of a light on the corridor in front of the door.
He subconsciously quickened his pace.
Then he saw Professor Tang sitting in front of his notebook, playing with the signal collection hood in his hand with great interest.
A false alarm.
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"Did you just have dinner?"
Seeing Ye Ming come back, Professor Tang did not give up his seat, but directly pointed to the chair next to him: "Pull the chair over yourself."
"I went out for a walk and threw away the trash." Ye Ming pulled up his chair and sat half a meter away from Professor Tang. He looked at his notebook and thought to himself that luckily he had turned off the computer and the computer.
Otherwise, if Old Tang saw Yin Ta's dialog box, he wouldn't know how to explain it.
"Well, how's it going? I was watching the group just now, and Guan Hai said that you were collecting with a hood all afternoon." Professor Tang put down his hood and laughed.
"Well, in the afternoon I mainly spent on calibrating parameter signals and thinking about brain discharge-inducing programs."
"Then you look like you want to work overtime. Are you thinking about it?"
"Almost, I plan to give it a try."
"Yes." Professor Tang nodded with a smile: "Do scientific research and do projects. When you are interested and passionate, you must do it, and you must do it immediately - of course, the premise is to leave enough time for your own safety and health.
There is a margin, so there is no need to work hard. And even if you work hard, you won't be able to achieve results. It's not like moving bricks on a construction site. Each piece is moved one by one, right?"
Ye Ming smiled and nodded.
"Then tell me what your next main plan is."
Twenty minutes later, Professor Tang left the laboratory.
He did not interfere with Ye Ming's experiment. After understanding Ye Ming's thoughts, he reminded Ye Ming from the perspective of a mentor. For example, the experimental notes must be clear, and the data must be original, accurate, and inspiring.
When an idea comes to you, you must write it down. And when doing experiments, you must consider how the paper will be developed and what ideas and techniques can be written in the paper.
After seeing off Professor Tang, Ye Ming returned to the computer and put on his headgear. After calibration, he began to follow the previous plan, moving his right hand while concentrating in his mind.
Then, he underestimated the difficulty of concentration...
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In the following days, Ye Ming and Guan Hai took turns to work. After nearly a week, they finally completed a "relatively satisfactory" signal collection.
"Is it no longer possible for me to live?"
Following Ye Ming's wave, Senior Brother Guan Hai took off his hood, revealing his shiny scalp, and threw the hood on the table with a look of disgust on his face.
This thing is okay at first, but it gets really boring after a long time.
"It's gone for now." Ye Ming didn't even look back.
"Well, don't look for me next time. Let Sister Jing come."
Qu Jing, who was next door, said, "Sister, I'm going to give my defense soon, so I don't have time to play with you."
"What are you afraid of in your defense...Can't Old Tang's reputation still cover you? By the way, Sister Jing, you haven't considered continuing to study for a Ph.D. under Old Tang?"
"Sister, I don't want to become the most powerful person in the world..."
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Listening to the nonsense chatter of his senior brothers and sisters, Ye Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, hugged his notebook, picked up his hood and put it on.
After a little debugging, he opened the small plug-in he wrote a few days ago, then opened the compiler, and finally turned on the power.
"Shh, shut up." Seeing Ye Ming start working, Qu Jing hissed.
Guan Hai looked back, not even interested in watching, and returned directly to his seat.
Therefore, he did not see that on Ye Ming's half-open laptop monitor, Ye Ming's fingers clearly did not move, but codes were still popping up continuously.
This was naturally Ye Ming's first attempt.
Try to get Yinta to write C++ code for him.
——The great progress of human technology is ultimately just... laziness.
Perhaps knowing that this is her first "job", Yinta's "output" is very conservative, and because she cannot receive timely feedback on the code, smart completion is of no use to her, and she has to have one for every command
Characters are generated character by character.
But it's so...
Her speed is also extremely fast.
As far as Ye Ming could see, she didn't make any mistakes.
"Do you need a rest?"
When he saw that the code reached 500 lines, Ye Ming asked in his mind.
Three Chinese characters quickly popped up on the monitor.
"I am not tired."
"I know, I'm tired." Ye Ming squinted his eyes slightly and moved his neck slightly: "Do you know that cooperating with you like this... is even more tiring than coding by myself."
Yin Ta's voice rang in her mind: "I feel like my work has not received the respect it deserves."
Ye Ming was stunned, and then he laughed: "Okay, I apologize, but it's really a bit unbearable to be motionless...the flesh and blood are weak."
"Then why not implement the plan from five days ago?"
"Because...you can't rub it with your hands. And it's very expensive...it costs a lot of money."
Ye Ming sighed in his heart.
The plan Yin Ta was talking about was naturally the plan he joked about a few days ago: "This place is too small to write down."
It's actually very simple to say.
Since Yinta can control his brain electricity to resonate and discharge at any position on his head, and can also control the voltage and current... then he can definitely make a fully fitting "earplug" and put it into the ear canal.
For this earplug, the outer layer can be directly made of dense exposed electrodes.
As long as the technology is in place, an earplug can even integrate thousands or even more electrodes - Yinta said, she can control it.
With so many electrodes collecting accurately, as long as Ye Ming designs a Bluetooth solution, these signals can be filtered directly through the algorithm, and then sent directly to a mobile phone or computer wirelessly.
Finally, just decode and calculate.
But as Ye Ming said, he couldn't rub it out with his hands... not even the omnipotent Taobao.
