Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 128 I am the "Star-Picker by the Riverbank," Opportunity
It's seven o'clock.

The crystal chandelier in the China World Trade Center banquet hall reflected the shimmering marble floor, and waiters carrying champagne cups moved like fish among the people in suits.

Jiang Qing leaned against a gilded Roman column, stroking a wine glass in her hand, while Chen Tianshi poked at the green grapes in the fruit plate with a fork, his eyes fixed on Jiang Qing.

"The synaptic delay parameter of the spiking neuron you mentioned earlier."

"Mr. Chen, please don't waste the fruit."

Academician Zhang from the Chinese Academy of Sciences took out his reading glasses and shoved his phone screen in front of Jiang Qing.

"Xiao Jiang, take a look at this model. Does it match the neural signal attenuation curve you mentioned?"

Seven or eight CTOs from tech companies tacitly formed a semi-circle, while a group of industry bigwigs stood around like elementary school students.

When Jiang Qing said, "We can consider introducing the quantum tunneling effect," HW's chief engineer suddenly slapped his shiny forehead.

"So, what you said about edge computing in Wuzhen last time..."

More and more people joined the discussion, and an hour later, Lei Jun, who couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward to smooth things over and suggested that everyone take a break. Only then did the group reluctantly let Jiang Qing go.

Jiang Qing nodded gratefully to Lei Jun and quickly went to the food counter to replenish her energy.

He ate while swallowing red wine.

Do these people really think of him as an AI?
Did you think he wouldn't get tired?

At that moment, a slight commotion suddenly arose in the southeast corner of the banquet hall.

Jiang Qing subconsciously turned her head to look, her wine glass swirling slightly in her hand.

In the distance, a tall figure was descending the steps, her white silk dress rippling at the back of her knees with each step.

This is a very beautiful girl.

Her updo hairstyle perfectly showcased her swan-like neck, and a single pearl on her earlobe swayed gently with the tilt of her head, revealing her snow-white collarbone.

When the overhead light swept across her face, her thick eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on her eyelids, making her eyes appear even brighter.

Exclamations of admiration could be heard from various parts of the banquet hall, and many guests looked amazed.

Regardless of gender, everyone appreciates beautiful things in the same way.

Wang Churan gracefully approached Jiang Qing, wearing what she considered her most appropriate and elegant smile, her back ramrod straight, as if afraid of making the slightest mistake in her posture.

She had been observing from upstairs for a long time, and only came down the stairs after the people around Jiang Qing gradually dispersed.

She deliberately slowed the rhythm of her high heels hitting the ground, and as she passed the waiter, she turned slightly to the side, revealing the lines of her shoulder blades, which made the female guests present extremely envious, and the eyes of the male guests sparkled.

Noticing her target, the men and women at the banquet all showed expressions of great interest.

Judging by this, they're targeting this celebrity in the tech world again!
The result was as everyone expected.

"Hello, Jiang Shen."

Wang stopped in front of Jiang Qing, calling his name softly. Although she tried her best to restrain her smile, she could not hide her excitement.

"I am actress Wang Churan."

Her voice was like a taut vibrating string, with a barely perceptible tremor at the end.

Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow. He could guess that the girl in front of him was probably an actress, but he didn't expect her to call him "God Jiang." Usually, those who call themselves that are fans.

"Hello, Teacher Wang."

Although he was puzzled, he responded without hesitation. As a rising actor, he greeted her with a smile, using the same greetings common in the industry.

"Jiang Shen, please don't call me teacher, I..."

Wang Churan lowered her eyes, not daring to look him in the eye. Her left hand, which was tied to her side, unconsciously rubbed the folds of her skirt, and her lips were tightly pursed.

"Actually, I have another identity."

She secretly encouraged herself, then suddenly took half a step forward, tilted her head back, and looked directly at Jiang Qing.

My Weibo ID is "Jiangpan Zhaixingren" (江畔摘星人).

The wine glass suddenly rippled slightly in Jiang Qing's hand, and his pupils contracted slightly.

His memories began to churn in his mind.

Behind this ID is the most meticulous analysis post in the super topic, and it is also one of the few fan IDs he knows.

The girl in front of him, whose breath smelled of roses, and the blogger who was still updating academic montages at three in the morning, slowly overlapped on his retina.

"Your appeal regarding the airport pick-up incident in the supertopic last month"

Jiang Qing looked at her with a strange gaze.

“Great job.”

Seeing the girl's nervous expression, he suddenly smiled and praised her.

Wang shuddered as the ticklish sensation of the stray hairs brushing against her neck suddenly intensified tenfold, and her cheeks burned!

In a daze, she heard the sound of her own heart pounding louder than the clinking of glasses in the banquet hall.

"The piano piece you posted in the super topic, is it a variation of Chopin's 'Raindrop'?"

Jiang Qing's gaze fell on her reddened earlobes, and he tried to ease her tension with a soothing tone.

"The modulation in the third section is handled wonderfully; I've listened to it many times."

He expressed his appreciation once again.

Chen Duo was actually listening to this piano piece. He thought it was good, so he asked about it and found out that it was posted in the super topic by one of his fans. That's why he remembered her ID so well.

Wang was startled and his breath hitched.

Two weeks ago, she uploaded a piano piece on her trumpet, deliberately raising the key by three notches to simulate the pitch of his speech. She never expected that he would notice it.

For a moment, she felt lightheaded.

"Thank you, thank you."

She lowered her eyes, expressed her gratitude in a soft voice, and kept brushing the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ears.

Just as Jiang Qing was about to speak, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed, and a new dance tune began to play from the band in the corner.

He looked at the girl in front of him and suddenly felt a stirring in his heart.

He placed the wine glass on the tray of a passing waiter, and as the prelude to "Por Una Cabeza" began, he leaned forward, opened his palm, and smiled at her.

"I never imagined that my biggest fan would be such a beautiful actress..."

He paused, looked at the girl with a blank expression, and continued to extend the invitation.

"Excuse me, could I invite my favorite fan to dance?"

Wang stared at him blankly, momentarily lost in thought.

Jiang Qing...invited her to dance?

Is this a dream?

"Okay! Yes! I can do it!"

Suddenly realizing what was happening, she hurriedly placed her hand in the other person's palm.

The moment she touched him, the hairs on her body stood on end!

Jiang Qing noticed her nervousness and gave her a reassuring smile.

Meanwhile, the guests at the banquet noticed their actions and began to gather around them.

It seems like there's some gossip to read?

At this moment, the two began to move.

As Wang Cheran took her first spinning step, the curve of her skirt perfectly concealed the tips of Jiang Qing's leather shoes.

His hand, which was gently supporting her waist, carried her warmth, like a stream flowing over pebbles when spring snow melts.

The gasps of amazement from the surrounding guests were blended into the string music. She looked up at him, and the angle completely overlapped with that airport snapshot in the super topic.

His hand, which had been curled up to protect passersby, was now measuring her waist through the fabric. "The thirty-seventh image in your analysis of the open course video..."

Jiang Qing led her away from another pair of dancers and leaned close to her ear.

"You think that touching the podium while lecturing on Boltzmann's brain was a sign of nervousness?"

Wang was terrified and almost missed the beat.

Those were details she hid in her 10,000-word essay; even the supertopic management team thought it was just ordinary body language analysis.

"Actually, it was just because chalk dust was stuck to my hands."

Jiang Qing led her through a beautiful rotation.

"However, you noticed that I habitually tap the table with my fingers, that's an observation."

As the spotlight turned a warm gold, his tone was tinged with amusement.

"Accurate and without error, not a single mistake."

Wang blinked at him, realizing she was probably drunk.

Although she hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol that night.

"Does Jiang Shen know?"

She tilted her head back as the strings grew louder.

"There's a legend in the supertopic that touching your idol's hand can grant your most secret wish."

Jiang Qing led her through the last dragging step, then looked at her with a smile.

"Then you should make a wish."

Wang Churan felt the hand around his waist suddenly tighten.

Amidst the applause that erupted around her, she heard herself murmur in a trembling voice.

My wish is...

"We may have to wait."

Jiang Qing released her and took half a step back.

He glanced at the crowd of onlookers, smiled, and raised his arm to her.

Wang was stunned for a moment, then instinctively hooked her arm around his.

The two smiled at each other, and Jiang Qing led her through the automatically parting crowd to a floor-to-ceiling window.

Seeing this, the guests tactfully moved away from the two of them, but their eyes kept glancing over at them.

Watching this scene from a distance, Li Yanhong stroked his chin and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Isn't it that Tian...Tian something again?"

He racked his brains for a long time, but still couldn't remember the name of the actress who had prompted Jiang Qing to approach him for a role.

Lei Jun and Chen Tianshi clinked glasses and looked with interest at Jiang Qing and Chen Tianshi by the floor-to-ceiling window.

"As expected, the top figures in our tech circle are truly different."

Lei Jun looked emotional.

"That's true, but our top star seems to have had quite a few scandals lately. Has he suddenly become enlightened?"

Chen Tianshi swirled his wine glass in skepticism.

"I think this kid is doing it on purpose. He said he became an actor for the sake of emotional models and got involved with so many female celebrities, but judging from his speech today, his professional level has not declined at all, and his vision is still so advanced."

Lei Jun's usual smile faded, replaced by a look of inquiry in his eyes.

Chen Tianshi glanced at him, smiled, and shook his head.

"Does it matter whether it's real or fake? Actually, our CEO Jiang knows best that both domestic and international tech giants are eyeing him, while Wuwen Technology is still just a sapling. He doesn't want to be acquired, so his decision to enter the entertainment industry is more to make people think he's not doing his job properly."

“You know this, I know this, and we all understand it. He also knows that we can see through it, so he pretends to be confused, but in the end, he has to make a choice.”

Lei Jun believes this situation will not last long.

"He didn't want to be subordinate to anyone, preferring to be a mountain king rather than pay homage to others. He also felt that everyone was testing him too frequently, so he just wanted to find an excuse to avoid them."

Chen Tianshi took a sip of wine, his tone wistful.

"Another possibility is that he is confident and is stalling for time, preparing for a big move, similar to the AI-generated code proposal we're talking about today?"

Lei Jun picked up where he left off.

"Probably. I'm just curious, if it's the latter, what kind of thing would give him the confidence to break through everyone's encirclement in one fell swoop? He should know that he only has one chance."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Tianshi's eyes, a stark contrast to his amiable demeanor during the day.

“When everyone realizes that there is absolutely no chance of getting him, things will not be easy for our little CEO Jiang.”

Lei Jun shook his head and sighed, looking regretful.

At this moment, he was a pure businessman.

"Let's wait and see."

Chen Tianshi smiled slightly and raised his glass to him.

Lei Jun nodded noncommittally and raised his hand to lightly touch his.

With a crisp "ding," the tacit agreement was reached.

The reason why everyone is so friendly to Jiang Qing is because they value his abilities and his future potential.

Otherwise, why would a mere tech company with a market value of tens of billions be worth such treatment?

They knew Jiang Qing was stalling, and since he was still young, they were willing to give him time.

Because they never thought Jiang Qing could cause much trouble.

Theory and practice are two different things.

Jiang Qing's ultimate destiny should be to join one of their camps, which is the fundamental reason why they are now willing to show him goodwill.

After all, we might all be family in the future.

"The star trail image you posted in the super topic last month."

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Jiang Qing looked at the girl in front of him and chuckled.

"It's almost identical to the Orion Nebula hanging in my study."

Wang trembled and suddenly gripped the hem of her skirt.

The photo she took of the starry sky all night was captioned "The Milky Way in your eyes".

The words he spoke at that moment were like touching the secrets she had hidden in her six hundred Weibo posts.

"For the background music in the next video analysis, perhaps we could try Debussy's 'Clair de Lune'?"

She looked up and met his smiling eyes, and suddenly remembered the sentence pinned to the top of her alternate account.

And at this moment, it seems to be becoming a reality.

"Okay!"

She nodded heavily.

"So, what is your wish?"

"It has been achieved."

Jiang Qing was taken aback for a moment, then found the answer in her smiling eyes.

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)