I fall in love with a super AI

Chapter 508
The atmosphere became tense again for a while.

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't get excited," Zong Lili felt as a peacemaker, "It's not that the theme party can't be held, and Ruya doesn't mean to object. Besides, we also collectively approved the intention of the Christmas theme party before. The problem is, Kong Yao is not here now, so Xiao Te, you have to make it clear to everyone, are you having this party for Moses Dada or for yourself." She was worried that Xiao Te would be arrogant, so that he would not be overwhelmed by Kong Yao's failure. and affect his judgement.

Zong Lili's words were very reasonable, and everyone was convinced. When the words touched everyone's hearts, the little flowers survived one by one, and looked at Xiao Te, waiting for his answer.

Even Ma Lu, who had been eating, stopped unconsciously and listened attentively. How would he answer?
Short pondered for a moment, and did not directly answer Zong Lili's question, but said eloquently: "Last night, I went out for a run, like a headless fly, I don't know where to go, I don't know if Kong Yao will really choose to pay attention to my actions. In short, I think it's a little funny, a little... how should I put it, it's obvious, it's like that, but it's still going to be a corner, yes, this It is the contradiction between variables and vectors, and it is also the contradiction between me and Kong Yao."

Vectors and variables?
One is obvious, and the other just happens.

At this moment, Short suddenly brought up the fundamental difference between him and Kong Yao, which is indeed a refreshing and mind-opening rhythm.

He is Mr. Variable, created and recognized through systematic simulation training; Kong Yao is a super AI, a model of cutting-edge technology and vector-first.

For the little flowers, the charm of Short is reflected in these unexpected and reasonable thinking, which is essentially the characteristic of a wit.

Who doesn't love wit and beauty?
"I feel that even if Kong Yao is waiting for me, like an ordinary girl, acting coquettishly and capriciously waiting for my performance, then I can't go on like that, I shouldn't waste time like an immature boy, I am the architect of Moshi Dada. When I realized this problem, I came back too late last night." Short paused and said, "I think I can answer Zong Li very well. Li raised this question..."

Short took a detour to answer Zong Lili's question just now, which is even more convincing.

Who can say that the person who answers the questions and gives out his mental journey together is insincere?
"Moshi Dada and I have merged into one, and we exist for each other," Short continued, "As the saying goes, dreams are for the public, and desires are for the private. Now I can judge my own desires very well. , Therefore, everything I do in the future is not only for myself, but also for the public.”

A good dream is for the public, and a desire is for selfishness.

To fight for the benefit of all is called dream, and to work hard for one's selfish desire is called desire.

Such a simple sentence is full of great truth.

And people who really grow up are often like Short at the moment, able to sum up the most essential truths in simple and plain language.

Short's explanation immediately won the hearts of all the little flowers present. How can a person who shines with his dreams stop him from working hard for his goals?
If they could, they would of course follow him willingly and without hesitation.

"Then you were messed up last night!" Ma Lu pouted and muttered.

Generally speaking, when a girl brings up a problem, the problem is often not a problem.

Short was taken aback, he only saw Ma Lu eating the whole time, he didn't expect such a sentence to come out suddenly at this time!
Even though Short doesn't understand women at all, he is not stupid after all, and he can still feel the context of what Ma Lu said.

He grinned, touched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, just think of what happened last night as trial and error. I'm not doing it for myself, I'm doing it for Moshe Dada."

"Then you are not human!" Ma Lu scolded with a smile, "Are you the one who tried and made mistakes like this? I... What if I agree to you? Tell me!"

"Yes, I'm not a human, I'm a beast, I'm a beast..." Short repeated his self-criticism, and made a gesture to slap himself...

Seeing that his attitude is so sincere, forget it, is there any big taboo?

Ma Lu chose to forgive.

"After the meal, everyone has to come up with a plan, how to make this Christmas party grand and match our Moses Dada style, okay?" Short asked the friends.

After getting everyone's affirmative answer, Short felt relieved.

He finished his plate seriously. To be honest, breakfast is the most important moment of the day, so it must be treated carefully!
After a meal, a cup of coffee.

At this time, the coffee has been replaced with the first-class coffee brought back from Cuba.

It is said that coffee should be paired with good milk and sugar, which is the same as good tea with good water, but people who drink coffee often do not realize this, thinking that the quality of coffee is only related to coffee beans, It's not true.

When the tasting of coffee reaches a certain level, it is often those trivial details, such as sugar, that determine the superiority.

When Short sipped his coffee, it was also a time when his brain was wide open.

"By the way, let's talk about it, how do we interact with Moxi Dada users?" Short asked his companion.

"Interaction?" Everyone didn't understand the meaning of Short's interaction for a while, and they were a little confused.

"Yes, for such a big party, if we can invite some Moxi Dada users to participate, wouldn't it reflect our Internet spirit more?" Short said, "And, when the time comes, I must recite a song My favorite poem—”

Despicable is the pass of the despicable,
Noble is the epitaph of the noble.

Look, in the gilded sky,
Floating with the curved reflection of the dead.

The ice age has passed,

Why are Bing Ling everywhere?
The Cape of Good Hope has been found,

Why are thousands of sails competing in the Dead Sea?

I came into this world,

With only paper, rope and figure,

In order to before the trial,
Read out the voices that have been sentenced:
Tell you, world,
I do not believe!

Even if there are a thousand challengers under your feet,
Then count me as one thousand and one.

I don’t believe the sky is blue,

I don't believe in Ray's echo;

I don’t believe that dreams are fake,

I don't believe in death without retribution.

If the ocean is destined to break its dyke,
Just let all the bitter water pour into my heart;

If the land is destined to rise,
Let mankind choose the peak of survival again.

New opportunities and sparkling stars,

Is being covered with the unobstructed sky,

That's 5000 years of hieroglyphics,

Those are the eyes of people in the future.

(End of this chapter)