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Chapter 172 Now, here, apologize to me (33) Please vote for me~
I was eighteen that year and stood like a minion.

Xu Qingshan looked at the fully decorated conference hall, where many older scholars had already started chatting in groups of two or three.

According to the arrangement of the organizing committee.

July 7th is the day for scholars from all sides to report and settle down.

In the evening, after all invited scholars have arrived, a welcome dinner will be held at the venue.

For example, Xu Qingshan arrived in Ottawa at noon and in Montreal in the afternoon. After dropping his luggage at the hotel and chatting with people, he was able to attend the welcome dinner in the evening.

Wait until July 7th, the first day when it officially begins.

In the morning, the organizing committee and the host will give a welcome speech. Professor Bengio from the University of Montreal, one of the hosts, will give a special report, detailing his ideas and process for proposing curriculum learning (Curriculum Learning), and then answer questions from experts in other machine learning fields.

After the morning special report is over, there will be a free exchange session in the groups and halls.

Ordinary paper authors like Xu Qingshan can arrange their time in the small hall to give special reports. Scholars who are interested in his paper topics can freely enter and exit his lecture hall to appreciate them and ask questions.

In this free communication session, everyone can freely express their views and different opinions on any topic.

Often the results of such a gathering of talented people are more perfect than ordinary people imagine.

July 7th is also a day for free exchange.

If there is a scholar who performed very well in the small hall the day before, for example, the number of listeners and the amount of feedback reached a certain level, or if enough scholars gave strong feedback to the organizer that the scholar's results were very interesting.

Then the scholar may be invited to give a special report in the academic hall, which is also the hall where full-time special reports are given.

On July 7, we will gather in the academic hall again.

However, it is not easy to gather all the big names in the field of machine learning in one hall, so naturally they want to talk about their prospects and ideas for the future of machine learning.

If the discussion goes well enough, there might even be an expert on the scene who can point out an excellent direction, sparking inspiration for countless scholars.

It's like giving a general outline.

It is very likely that this will be the mainstream research direction in the field of machine learning next year.

At the end, someone will make a summary speech and announce the closing of the meeting. A farewell dinner will be held in the evening. After everyone eats and drinks to their heart's content, they return to the hotel for a good night's sleep.

When we get up on the 18th, those who need to go to work will go to work, those who need to go home will go home, and those who are willing to stay in Montreal for exchange will be carried back in sedan chairs by professors from the University of Montreal to give lectures.

This is the specific process.

Don't ask Xu Qingshan why he knows it so clearly.

In addition to the invitation letter sent by the conference organizer, there is a plastic sheet wall at the front of the venue introducing the procedures and rules of this meeting.

Xu Qingshan doesn't dress like a scholar in the traditional sense.

He actually wanted to bring his own mountaineering bag, but before leaving, Chen Dayue dragged him to buy a more low-key suitcase and a youthful-looking briefcase.

But the problem is
He is wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and doesn't look like a scholar!

Xu Qingshan observed the venue and felt that if he had an ICML logo printed on his clothes, his attire would seem to be no different from that of Olivia and the other volunteers.

Xu Qingshan walked into the banquet hall calmly.

It’s not as magnificent as imagined, but it’s a five-star hotel after all, and it looks very low-key and luxurious.

Machine learning is also an emerging field.

The bosses all know each other.

When Xu Qingshan walked into the banquet hall, no waiter stopped him and asked him to wear formal clothes, because the banquet had not officially started yet and only the outer area was open.

The scholars were just standing together, shaking hands, greeting each other, and chatting, while Xu Qingshan was the only one wandering around aimlessly.

At most, people will look at you a little more when you pass by them.

After all, in such top international academic forums, there are relatively few Asian faces, especially such young Asians.

But it's just a glance at most.

Xu Qingshan was labeled as a volunteer at the University of Toronto and a volunteer at the University of Montreal.

The main reason is that it’s too tender.

At present, only a few people know about the 18-year-old scholar attending the conference.

More people's attention is focused on the big names who attended this year.

Chen Dayue hoped that Xu Qingshan could adapt to the international environment and broaden his horizons here, but in fact, if he did not take the initiative to seek to make friends, basically no one would come to greet him.

even
"Waiter."

When Xu Qingshan passed by several scholars who looked to be in their forties and were in the middle of a heated discussion, he was stopped.

Xu Qingshan looked at the bald scholar in front of him in confusion.

"Can I have a soda, please? With ice?"

After the bald scholar finished speaking, he continued to immerse himself in the topic that the five scholars were discussing. Looking at his excited expression, it was very intense.

Good guy.

Do you think I'm a volunteer waiter?
Xu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders, went to the service desk and got two glasses of iced soda water, and walked over while drinking them.

When the bald man saw Xu Qingshan's behavior, his eyes twitched, but he still took another glass of soda water, drank two sips and continued.

“I think the in-depth extension of the Markov logic network research in the supplementary paper is comparable to the structure-preserving embedding”

Xu Qingshan heard the name of his own paper and another paper that was considered a candidate for the best paper of this session, and couldn't help but stop to listen to what these Westerners were saying. "There's nothing wrong with your point, Bunchi, but I think the logic network you mentioned is a bit too superficial in comparison with the statistical relational learning algorithm based on Bayesian networks. That should be a point that should be discussed in a separate section, but it was just glossed over in the paper."

"Bunchi, there is nothing wrong with what Alec said. Besides, you have to know that ICML ends accepting papers in early January. The paper on structure-preserving embedding was finalized in November last year. Although the full text has not been released until now, it is difficult to judge whether the author of the logic network referenced the content of structure-preserving embedding."

"Hey, Boll, this is a very severe academic accusation. As rigorous scholars who pursue peace and romance, we should not make such remarks."

"Sorry."

"I just"

Xu Qingshan stood aside, drinking soda water and listening to these scholars discussing their articles. A strange feeling arose spontaneously.

“I would like to ask, which article is the structure-preserving embedding?”

Xu Qingshan politely raised his hand that was not holding the cup, leaned half way into the small discussion group, and asked curiously.

"You didn't read the edited document sent by the organizing committee? Who are you?"

The bald man was about to hand the empty cup to Xu Qingshan, but Xu Qingshan raised his hand, so he could only retract his hand.

On the other side, the tall, curly-haired scholar named Boll, who was about to ask Xu Qingshan a question, turned around and was startled by Xu Qingshan.

"Hey, young man, eavesdropping and interrupting academic discussions is not a polite thing to do."

Alec frowned and spoke out.

Everyone in this small circle looked at Xu Qingshan unkindly.

“Of course, if you are a student preparing to study machine learning, we will be happy to explain the homework to you.”

Paul smiled.

But this smile was somewhat contemptuous.

After all, Chinese and Chinese American students in Europe and the United States are mainly synonymous with good kids and good students who love to do homework.

"Paul, don't do this."

The bald guy said somewhat embarrassedly.

Although Xu Qingshan had nothing to do with him, he was also a volunteer he had just troubled, and he didn't want a young man to be treated like this.

Xu Qingshan still had a polite smile on his face.

But everyone who is familiar with him knows that when Xu Qingshan smiles and squints his eyes, that means he is a little angry.

I was eighteen that year and stood like a minion.

Is this how it feels?
No.

Xu Qingshan spoke.

"Mr. Boll, if your prejudice is as strong as your hair, then I think you should be more careful when commenting on other people's papers behind their backs, otherwise I will ask the organizing committee to ask you to apologize to me."

Xu Qingshan opened his eyes, which had just been narrowed, and looked at Curly-haired Bol coldly.

"I meant to apologize for making such rash accusations without any basis."

Xu Qingshan is not as tall as the scholar Boll. He is at least 1.9 meters tall, and with his fluffy curly hair, he looks about 1.94 meters tall.

But Xu Qingshan has a strong physique, and he has a unique aura when he holds his head high and chest out.

In particular, he stared at Boll with fierce eyes.

This made the atmosphere on the scene somewhat anxious and tense.

"Sir, I don't think Boll meant it, and he said..."

"That's what I said."

Xu Qingshan interrupted the bald man who wanted to continue to smooth things over.

"Apologize to me."

Xu Qingshan's reiteration put the others' thinking back on track.

"May?"

Someone asked in disbelief.

It seemed to be confirming Xu Qingshan's identity.

"Oh my god, no one told me that there would be such a young author in the ICML conference proceedings."

Alec muttered.

The bald guy Bangqi, who had just spoken out to defend Xu Qingshan and wanted to mediate, looked at the handsome Chinese boy in front of him with an incredible look after sorting out his thoughts.

But Xu Qingshan will not let Boll go just because of this.

“Gentlemen, I appreciate your appreciation and discussion of my article.”

"but."

Xu Qingshan took a step forward and looked at Boll, who was shrinking his neck a little, at eye level.

"Now, here, apologize to me."

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