Genius Girlfriend

A boy from the School of Computer Science said: "Lin Zhixia finished his undergraduate studies in three years and PhD in two years. This is too cruel. She is so cruel to herself, so she can tell her students? Her class will really be over. This semester will be busy with internships, TOEFL and GRE tests. How can I have enough time?"

His roommate was still hesitant: "Hey, Teacher Lin... so beautiful, so beautiful."

Lin Zhixia wore a black suit skirt today, with a tight waistline and the skirt hem over the knee. It was very slim and moving. With her back to the students in the classroom, she stood quietly in the corridor, reminiscent of idioms such as "slim and jade" and "flowers and moon appearance". Several students passing by her couldn't help but look back. Look at her.

Quit this class of Lin Zhixia...

It's really a difficult decision!

Some students in the lecture hall gathered together and discussed for a while.

Although Lin Zhixia is a responsible and talented teacher, the difficulty of homework and exams makes students regress. The boy from the Computer School also advised everyone: "If you want to see Teacher Lin, come to the classroom to listen. If you go to her office on Friday for an interview, it's better than catching this class."

As soon as the voice fell, he picked up his schoolbag and waved to everyone: "I went to the library to study on my own. By the way, I returned "Qubits and Computers."

He took away a group of followers.

The back row of the lecture hall was almost empty.

Almost all the boys in the School of Computer Science are gone, and many students from the Intersection School are still struggling to support them.

Looking at the entire classroom, there are no more than forty students who are really interested in this course. The one who is most interested is the "God of Cross College"-his name is Cui Yiming, and his classmates respect him as "Ming Shen".

Cui Yiming pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the blackboard written by Lin Zhixia, with a chilling smile on his face. He "swiped" and got up from his seat, packed his schoolbags, carried them on his shoulders, and hurriedly walked a few steps.

His roommate horrified: "Myojin, you want to withdraw from class?"

"Return the wool," Cui Yiming explained, "there is an empty seat in the first row, I'll go sit in the first row."

After the class bell rang, Lin Zhixia walked into the lecture hall again.

She was dumbfounded for a few seconds.

Her students were actually reduced by half.

Why is this so?

All the students Lin Zhixia taught praised her.

To this day, she often receives emails from Han Guang and Wu Pinyan-Han Guang and Wu Pinyan are both undergraduates she has taken in Cambridge. Right now, one of them is reading a Ph.D. at MIT and the other is a Ph.D. at Cambridge. Both are determined to join the scientific research field.

Lin Zhixia’s undergraduate roommate Deng Shasha sends her a text message on Teacher’s Day every year: "Mr. Xiaolin Happy Holidays! Classmate Sha Sha will always love you."

Lin Zhixia never thought that the dropout rate of "Qubits and Computers" would exceed 50%.

"Qubits and Computers" comes with an experimental class every week, and Lin Zhixia has already written the grouping arrangement and timetable. Suddenly losing half of her students, she was frustrated with a teaching task for the first time in her life. If too many students drop out, the class will be suspended by the Academic Affairs Office.

But she prepared for a long time and put in a lot of energy.

Lin Zhixia held the desk with her left hand and reflected on her performance in class. She did not have any academic mistakes. She also introduced some of the most interesting algorithms of "quantum computing" and outlined the future development direction of this field. The next door to the School of Physics is difficult. Many students are happily listening to the super-high "String Theory" and "Quantum Spin Simulation". Why did Lin Zhixia break down on the battlefield of "quantum computing"?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

I have to admit that she was a little frustrated and lost.

Even if she knows a lot of truth, when she has negative emotions in her heart, she can't quickly resolve them in just a few minutes. She took a deep breath and said in a calm voice: "Okay, let's continue to lecture... Last class we mentioned entangled states and density matrices. Quantum states are inseparable from the problem of probability, and Heisenberg uncertainty must also be considered. Principle, position and momentum cannot be determined at the same time [1]......"

Hearing this, the two students in the fifth row by the window suddenly picked up their schoolbags and tiptoed out of the classroom - one of them was a little bit reluctant in his heart and looked back at Lin Zhixia from time to time.

Lin Zhixia moved for a while.

"Qubits and Computers" has opened up the elective channels for six colleges. Compared with the Cross College and Physics College, students in other colleges...such as software engineering and computer science probably rarely touch the concepts of quantum mechanics. Therefore, even if Lin Zhixia is only introducing simple definitions of terms, it will scare off some young people who are afraid of failing to learn.

Lin Zhixia held her mind and continued to class.

She deliberately slowed down the rhythm and interspersed with two jokes to deliberately adjust the classroom atmosphere.

At last there was a relaxed laugh in the classroom.

An auditor in the freshman year put his hands on his face and looked at Lin Zhixia intently. His pupils were shining, and Lin Zhixia felt that his way of teaching should be somewhat desirable.

After class, Lin Zhixia took out his mobile phone and just wanted to call Jiang Yubai, and remembered that he was very busy these days, and maybe he didn't have time to chat with her. She put her phone back in her backpack.

The "God of Cross Academy" blocked her way.

She turned her head and asked: "Are you called Cui Yiming? Hello."

Cui Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly: "The teacher knows me?"

Lin Zhixia knows all the students of Intersection College. She has seen a group photo of the students, and the back of the photo corresponds to each person's name. In this way, she remembered their looks and names.

She did not answer Cui Yiming's question, but instead asked him: "Do you have any ideas for scientific research?"

Cui Yiming smiled. He said that in his sophomore year, his undergraduate tutor had instructed him. He published an SCI journal paper in the second district and did a summer research in Max Planck, Germany last summer. He wanted to ask Lin Zhixia's best theoretical research direction.

Lin Zhixia talked with him while walking.

He followed in her footsteps and followed her to the laboratory.

His roommates all stopped in the corridor.

Everyone looked at the backs of Lin Zhixia and Cui Yiming, and their expressions became subtle involuntarily.

In the Frontier Quantum Lab, there are only Fang Yiwen and Zhan Rui.

The operation room is well lit, Fang Yiwen is wearing white clothes, bowing her head and writing quickly. She pushed the formula quickly and looked extremely focused.

And Zhan Rui is standing in front of a whiteboard, holding a marker in his hand, and is sorting out the paper ideas of "Distributional Reinfort Learning".

At first, Zhan Rui just got this paper, and when he saw the title at first glance, he thought it was related to "Distributedreinfortlearning". It turned out that he was wrong. The two algorithms are actually quite different, and the implementation process of the former is more novel.

The most interesting thing is that the authors of the "Distributionalreinfortlearning" algorithm admitted in the paper that they do not know why this new method performs better than traditional methods in game applications.

Zhan Rui fell into thinking.

At this time, he heard footsteps.

He turned his head and saw Lin Zhixia and Cui Yiming.

Lin Zhixia introduced Cui Yiming to him and asked, "Where is Xu Lingbo? Didn't he come to the laboratory today?"

Yes it is.

Xu Lingbo did not come.

At this time, Xu Lingbo was lying on the single bed in the bedroom. While playing with his mobile phone, he thought of the senior sister, and set an alarm conveniently, planning to go to the cafeteria to buy food in advance and send it to the laboratory for lunch for the senior sister.

At this time, the senior sister actually called him.

Xu Lingbo immediately pressed the answer button and heard the senior sister say: "Mr. Lin called you to the laboratory building, and a boy came to the group. He wants to do a project with Lin Zhixia. We have a temporary group meeting. Come on."

Temporary group meeting?

What is this?

Xu Lingbo jumped out of bed in a panic. Before wearing his pants, he began to seek foreign aid: "Brother Qiang, hello, Brother Qiang, my tutor is going to hold a temporary group meeting, and a younger brother has joined the group, what should I do?"

The "Brother Qiang" that Xu Lingbo called out was exactly Xu Lingbo's roommate with a master's degree.

Brother Qiang has a strong psychological quality.

He is reading a book. He turned the pages of the paper without changing his face: "What should I do? Use my graduate student group to teach you how to fish Dafa."

"No problem, right?" Xu Lingbo didn't know what to do.

Brother Qiang turned around, looked at him, pointed at his pants, and motioned for him to put on his clothes first.

He misunderstood the meaning of Brother Qiang, and suddenly realized: "Brother Qiang, do you want to say, I should relax and live under the crotch... live in the moment?"

Brother Qiang is as steady as an old dog: "Bo Di, your tutor gave a lecture on "Qubits and Computers" this morning. The newcomer in your group must be an undergraduate. You studied for a master's degree for one year, and you met a junior undergraduate. Don't worry about it?

After listening to Brother Qiang's analysis, Xu Lingbo straightened his chest. He found out the notes he had made last semester from the cabinet, as well as several essays he had printed beforehand—each page of the essay has dense underlines drawn by colored highlighters, which are all illusions made by Xu Lingbo. .

With these things, he rushed towards Lin Zhixia's laboratory.

Lin Zhixia's laboratory suddenly became lively.

In addition to Cui Yiming, who had just joined the group, Tan Qianche also happened to come to work in the experimental building of the Cross Academy.

The experimental machine that Tan Qianche ordered was mistakenly sent to the Cross Academy. If he wanted to get his things back, he had to say hello to the leaders of the Cross Academy.

After finally finding the leader and finishing the work, Tan Qianche estimated that it was time for lunch, so he stopped by to see Lin Zhixia-Lin Zhixia is his fellow student, and his doctoral tutor, Professor Gu Likai, called him some time ago. Call, instruct him to do scientific research in school, take students seriously, and if it is convenient, take care of his juniors.

Tan Qianche heard Gu Likai's implication.

Gu Likai believes that Lin Zhixia has a pure heart, has never been out of society, has always worked and studied in school, and made time to build a quantum technology platform with an Internet company-this is of course a good thing. However, Lin Zhixia must be careful not to step on the pit. Commercial disputes will damage academic reputation.

Tan Qianche thought, Teacher Gu didn't know that Lin Zhixia's company was invested by her boyfriend.

After Tan Qianche saw Lin Zhixia, he euphemistically conveyed Teacher Gu's opinions to Lin Zhixia. A group of them sat in a conference room and chatted casually before Xu Lingbo arrived late.

Holding a stack of papers, he pushed open the door of the conference room and shouted confidently: "Ms. Lin!"

Before Lin Zhixia spoke, Tan Qianche laughed: "You are interesting as a student. The papers are covered with highlighters. It seems that you love to study. What direction?"

Lin Zhixia proudly introduced: "He and your Ph.D. direction cross."

"It's so amazing," Tan Qianche smiled more deeply, "Master did my doctor's stuff?"