I'm a scientist, why can't I have faith?

"The person who left this comment is just as knowledgeable about algorithms as I am..."

Father, like son.

Unlike Wei Linfeng, Lan Ce wasn't confused; he already had a general idea of ​​who the person who left the message was.

As expected, this should be a classmate that Su Yuran found to make up the numbers.

After all, the competition requires participants to be from different colleges, meaning that at least one student from a different college must participate.

I didn't expect this student who was just brought in to make up the numbers to have such a deep understanding of algorithms. Is he from the School of Mathematics?

No, microelectronics is also a possibility, and even Guanghua is not out of the question...

At Yenching University, there are far too many colleges that study algorithms, and almost every college has one or more super-achievers.

Even though Lan Ce had a wide circle of friends, he couldn't guess who this expert was for the time being.

"Never mind, we'll see each other again eventually."

Disturbed by Wei Linfeng, Lan Ce, whose sleep quality was already poor, was even more wide awake. He simply got up, washed up, and continued writing his documents.

Meanwhile, Wei Linfeng cautiously sent a private message to Su Yuran, subtly trying to find out who left the message.

Wang Dong, the instigator of all this, was sitting in the classroom of the Lijiao Academy, feeling utterly hopeless.

Eight o'clock in the morning, especially the first day after a holiday, is the most painful time.

Especially since this class was the Introduction to Artificial Intelligence from the School of Information Science and Technology, Wang Dong now gets a headache just looking at the words "artificial intelligence."

There's no other reason than that I studied too much during the holidays.

Moreover, since it was a course offered in the first semester of freshman year, the course was mainly designed to focus on concepts rather than delving into deep principles.

Its significance lies in letting students know what the world's most cutting-edge AI development looks like now.

Therefore, Wang Dong was in a half-awake state throughout the entire class and wasn't very attentive.

Even so, he remembered every word the professor said on the podium and every detail on the PowerPoint presentation.

This is the charm of [Memory: 0.3]: you can achieve the same level of focused learning as an average person without putting in a lot of effort.

Fortunately, today's lesson on the introduction to artificial intelligence is only 8 a.m., otherwise, listening to Lu Jiuzhang's mathematical analysis in this state would have been a huge loss for Wang Dong.

You have to be 100% focused when you're in Professor Lu's class, otherwise you might lose focus and not understand anything he's saying at all.

At the end of today's Introduction to Artificial Intelligence lecture, the professor mentioned the "East Asia Intelligence Cup" again, a competition that has recently become very popular in various science and engineering departments at Yenching University.

Without exception, the professors encouraged students to participate actively, even freshmen.

Even if it's just to broaden one's horizons, it's still good.

As expected, we'll still have to talk about the competition.

"Everyone should actively participate in the 'East Asia Smart Cup' competition. The country values ​​outstanding talents. If anyone wants to participate but can't find a team, you can come to me and I will help you make arrangements."

"Dongzi, didn't you want to participate? Hurry up and sign up!"

Upon hearing the professor's words, Gong Zhan immediately thought of Wang Dong, who never forgot about the competition every year, and he himself was actually quite interested in it.

If Dongzi signs up, he will definitely follow immediately, mainly to keep him company.

"Oh, that? We don't really need it anymore."

While replying to Gong Zhan, Wang Dong checked the messages he had just received on his phone.

"I already have a team."

Looking at Wang Dongyun's nonchalant expression, Gong Zhan felt a mix of emotions.

Without realizing it, he felt that a gap had already formed between the two of them.

"Where did you find the team?"

"Senior Su Yuran invited me... I'll talk to you now, Gong Zhan, I need to go."

Wang Dong closed his phone, picked up his schoolbag, and hurriedly walked out of the classroom.

Gong Zhan was left alone, bewildered.

Ok?

No, is being good-looking really that advantageous?

Gong Zhan silently took out his phone and turned on the front camera.

I figured my face wasn't that bad...

Why didn't any of my senior classmates invite me out?

After leaving the School of Science, Wang Dong went straight to a laboratory in the School of Information Science and Technology, following the address Su Yuran had given him.

Su Yuran didn't say anything on WeChat, only telling him to come over as soon as possible.

Although he felt very confused, Wang Dong still rushed to the agreed location as soon as get out of class ended.

It must be something related to the competition, otherwise the senior wouldn't be in such a hurry.

Wang Dong's guess was correct; it was indeed related to the "East Asia Smart Cup," but it was more about him personally.

Su Yuran, who had just arrived in Yanjing from Suzhou yesterday, originally planned to get a good night's sleep today, but she was bombarded with private messages from Wei Linfeng early this morning.

All the content revolved around an unsigned message in the document, which he desperately wanted to know who left.

Logically speaking, the preliminary algorithm should have been completed long ago, and there shouldn't be any more comments. Su Yuran immediately realized that it was written by Wang Dong.

She hadn't figured out how to introduce her new teammate to her two teammates yet, but before they even met, Wang Dong had already made a deep impression on the other team members.

So Su Yuran quickly organized this offline meetup.

She had expected the two senior students to interrogate Wang Dong thoroughly, but the atmosphere was completely different from what she had imagined.

"You've surpassed your teacher! Junior, you're only a freshman and you already have such a solid foundation in algorithms..."

"Yuanpei's student recruitment quality in the past two years is in no way inferior to our Turing Class. Junior, have you ever considered coming to our School of Information Science when you choose your major in your sophomore year? You'll definitely be in the Turing Class..."

It wasn't disdain or questioning; Lan Ce and Wei Linfeng, two well-known senior students in the School of Information Science and Technology, were expressing their admiration for their junior, Yuan Pei, without reservation.

Their words were full of praise for the School of Information Science and Technology; they couldn't wait to recruit this junior from Yuanpei University to their school.

There was no other reason than mutual appreciation between geniuses.

They both understood Wang Dong's talent all too well. A student who came from the college entrance examination had only studied for a few months, yet he possessed an algorithmic understanding that surpassed the vast majority of his classmates in the School of Information Science.

Such a genius is wasting his talent if he doesn't come to their Turing Class.

Faced with the two senior students' enthusiasm, which was as bright as the sun, Wang Dong was somewhat at a loss.

No? What's going on here?

After praising the School of Information Science and Technology, the two senior students explained the reasons for their burning enthusiasm.

Su Yuran and Wang Dong then realized what was going on.

Wang Dong never expected that the optimization strategy he casually noticed would actually help his senior solve his graduation project problem.

"You two are too kind, it was purely good luck..."

Wei Linfeng patted Wang Dong on the shoulder, his expression saying "I understand."

Geniuses should be humble to avoid provoking public anger.

He knows this all too well.