Chapter 62 You Don't Hang up, I Look Down on You

More than 30 hours of continuous work, and still in such a highly focused state, this has brought Lu Zhou's spirit to the limit.

After returning to the temporary dormitory, Lu Zhou did not change his clothes as always, slammed his head on the pillow, and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, the sun outside the window was already hanging diagonally in the sky.

Taking out his phone and checking the time, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon, and Lu Zhou couldn't help feeling emotional.

"The work and rest are completely reversed. It seems that in the next two days, I have to take some time to adjust the work and rest."

He fell asleep at this point unknowingly, and no one came to call him halfway through.

There were more than ten missed calls hanging on the screen of the mobile phone, including Chen Yushan, two teammates, Mr. Liu, the counselor, and his roommate.

Lu Zhou opened WeChat and sent them a message in turn, explaining the reason for the missed call.

After doing this, Lu Zhou put on his travel bag and was about to return the keys to the dormitory when he called.

The caller is Chen Yushan.

As soon as the call was connected, a pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Lu Zhou! How are you feeling?"

Lu Zhou: "It feels okay."

Chen Yushan then asked: "I heard that this year's questions are difficult, which question did you choose?"

Lu Zhou: "A, about the Chang'e 3."

Hearing Lu Zhou's answer, Chen Yushan widened her eyes in surprise and said, "You actually chose that question! Do you understand the things given in the question?"

Lu Zhou thought for a while and replied, "It's alright. Although the proposition of spaceflight looks scary, it's surprisingly not difficult to convert it into a math problem."

"You don't think it's difficult," Chen Yushan sighed. "One of my roommates also participated in this year's competition. She originally wanted to come back with a national first, so as to get a chance to be a graduate student. As soon as she saw the title of the competition, she was completely stunned. All dumbfounded."

Can the National First Prize of the Mathematical Modeling Contest still give extra points to the insurance research?

Lu Zhou was stunned.

No wonder that Lin Yuxiang hugged his thigh so desperately.

That's it, so it makes sense.

Lu Zhou: "Which question did she choose?"

Chen Yushan: "Question B, the one who designed the folding table."

That was really tragic.

Lu Zhou sighed in his heart.

At least seven teams in a computer room chose question B, and the remaining three teams didn't notice it, and it didn't even rule out that Lu Zhou and the others in the entire computer room chose question A.

"How does she feel?"

"It's very difficult. It involves structural mechanics and ergonomics. In short, it's very troublesome and troublesome. In her words, what's the point of a broken table." Chen Yushan sighed. A pig farm, a design medicine cabinet. If you don't talk anymore, you can go to dinner, I guess you just woke up, I will comfort my roommate. "

"Well, see you then."

Lu Zhou hung up the phone, just to see Lin Yuxiang reply a message, saying that the MD5 code and the paper have been successfully uploaded, she and Wang Xiaodong will go back to school first. He ate as a thank you and so on.

Lu Zhou thought for a while, and replied [You're welcome].

The competition is over, although others are serious in the water, but after three days of being a "logistics soldier", it can be regarded as playing a role.

Complaining again, can't justify it.

The school bus has left, and the next one is tomorrow morning.

The living conditions in the old campus were really not that good, and Lu Zhou didn't want to stay here for a while without taking a bath or changing his clothes for three days.

He carried his travel bag and went to the school gate. He ate a bowl of noodles at the school gate, and then took the subway back to the new campus.

...

"One two one, one two one..."

"Swish your arms! Move your legs! Don't be lazy!"

The sound of whistles resounded on the playground, and freshmen dressed in bright green were being trained by the instructors.

Looking at these energetic newcomers, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh, it's nice to be young, and then he walked towards the dormitory building.

Back in the bedroom, as soon as the door was opened, three animals surrounded him.

"Elbow, how was the test?"

"Are you sure about being shortlisted? Liu Rui said again and again that he was forced to rest."

"I'm really tired," Liu Rui couldn't help laughing and crying, "Why don't you believe me? I looked at the two questions with a confused look, but I can understand a little bit about the second one. It's up to our team. I wrote the program and helped me to model the thigh, and it would be good to win a provincial award."

Shi Shang moved the guy away impatiently: "Xingxingxing, you hang up, you hang up, if you don't hang up I look down on you. Let's go, let's ask Elbow."

Huang Guangming came over and asked, "Elbow, how are you doing? Is question A difficult?"

Lu Zhou said casually: "It's okay... Liu Rui, how about you?"

"It's too difficult... There are many problems that cannot be solved by mathematics alone." Liu Rui shook his head.

That is inevitable.

Whether it's math or programming, it's just a tool to solve problems. The core idea of ​​mathematical modeling is also here, so the selection of the competition is based on talents who are good at examinations, but application-oriented talents who are good at using mathematics to solve practical problems.

Otherwise, why do you say that the national award has a high gold content? Gao is here.

Unlike the math exam, the Mathematical Modeling Contest has nothing to discuss, and laymen can't read the papers, let alone the papers in the USB flash drive.

After being dragged and questioned for a long time by two roommates who planned to participate in the competition next year, Lu Zhou got rid of the entanglement of the two animals, climbed the ladder to the bed, and opened his notebook.

After hanging up for such a long time, if the progress bar is not long at all, it will be a big loss.

However, when Lu Zhou lifted the lid of the computer and looked at it, he was immediately pissed off.

MMP.

Compared with before he left, the progress bar went up a little bit.

If you hang up Nima's machine, if you don't hang up, it's a waste of electricity!

Lu Zhou was angry, so he turned off the computer, grabbed two borrowed programming books, stuffed them into his shoulder bag, and went to the library for self-study.

...

After the Mathematical Modeling Contest ended, Lu Zhou finally had some free time.

I carry two books with me every day, one "Data Structure" and one "Artificial Intelligence Programming Examples". I read it in math class and physics class. Except for physical education class, I basically sit in the classroom. Do your own thing.

The only good thing about university is that you can control your own time.

Except for the leaders in the departments and colleges, as well as some elderly professors, the teachers usually just talk about themselves on the top of the lectures. Whatever, generally don't care, as long as you don't interfere with his lectures.

Usually in class, or self-study in the library, or typing and flirting with artificial intelligence Xiaoai in the bedroom. Lu Zhou accidentally discovered that chatting with Xiao Ai can promote the growth of the progress bar, and the efficiency is much higher than simply hanging up.

To this end, Lu Zhou specially wrote a small program in Python, which connected Xiao Ai's main program and QQ chat through an interface, and registered a new QQ account named "eye".

In this way, he only needs to hang the trumpet on the mobile workstation and send a message to the trumpet through his mobile QQ, and the message can be read by the applet and entered into Xiaoai's dialog box.

This is equivalent to indirectly interacting with Xiao Ai at a distance with the help of a third-party chat tool. Taking into account Xiao Ai's absolute control over the "mobile workstation", he can even remotely control his own notebook.

Let Xiaoai execute a certain program, and Xiaoai will automatically execute it.

For example, he only needs to enter shutdown, and Xiao Ai will turn off the computer for him.

It's pretty cool when you think about it.

Of course, for the sake of safety, he added a safety lock to the core code of this applet. That is, only messages from his own QQ account will be received by the applet and entered into Xiaoai's dialog box.

Even if someone searches for his trumpet through nearby people and sends a message to it, it will not cause any impact.

After all, only his own account can be identified.