Dressed as a dragster of a wealthy and easy-going man

Mingda, the old teaching building, in the classroom on the first floor.

"She is Nan Jinming's stepsister?"

"It's her. She used to be a little internet celebrity who liked to show off her wealth."

"Showing off her wealth? But she looks very ordinary."

"It feels like her outfit is not as expensive as my clothes."

"Maybe it was intentional."

……

As soon as Xixi entered the interview waiting area of ​​Mingda, the comments about her started. Because she was mentally prepared, she didn't pay much attention and listened to everyone's comments with a smile.

"Miss, why do you have to suffer this?" A young lady wearing earrings, a 37-inch back hair, and overalls sat next to Xianyin and generously extended her hand, "Hello, Zhang Yin."

"Hello, Mi Heiyi, please give me some advice!" Heiyi likes this straightforward character very much, "It's just out of interest."

"It's rare to see a rich second generation like such a brain-burning subject." Zhang Yin said with a smile.

Favorite with a smile on his face replied: "I am not a rich second generation. Because I like it, I have studied it. It is within my own ability and I think it is okay."

"It's rare to see girls like this subject." Zhang Yin had a cool expression on his face.

"Aren't you?" Xixi asked with a smile, and Mu Zhen. Although there were more boys, there were a total of eleven girls among the fifty people including her. However, in the end, only twenty people were left, and it was really uncertain whether he could enter.

"I was hanging out with my cousin since I was a kid, so I learned about this major early, and I don't like anything else, so I came here to give it a try. I originally planned to work in my cousin's company after graduation, but... the guy said he would let me pass first. Let’s talk about the enrollment plan later.”

Zhang Yin seemed to disdain this cousin.

At this time, the teacher from the Admissions Office came over and said a few words to everyone. The general meaning was to ask everyone not to be nervous and just use what they usually learned, and then to cheer everyone up.

"Teacher!" At this time, a girl stood up.

The admissions officer smiled and extended his hand and said, "If this student has any questions, please ask!"

"Is our admissions fair and just? There won't be any backdoors, right?" After the girl asked, she looked at Xianni provocatively.

Look at her with a smile without fear of the other person's affection.

"Don't worry, students, this is absolutely fair and impartial. The interview video and written test paper can be viewed on the official website after the interview." The admissions teacher seemed to have expected this to happen.

Some students asked more directly, "You didn't leak the test questions to the richest man's family, did you?"

"No, the questions set by the expert group are strictly confidential." The admissions teacher's smile gradually became awkward. The Nan family donates hundreds of millions to Mingda every year, so they can't be offended. But if the last incident hadn't been a hot topic, they wouldn't have known that Mi Hexi was from the Nan family, so there would have been no leakage. The rating is quite high. It’s just that I have to work hard to face the doubts of these children.

At this time, I like to raise my hand.

"Classmate Mi loves it, please tell me!"

"Thank you, teacher." Mi Hexi looked at the classmates and smiled, "First of all, thank you classmates for supervising and ensuring the fairness of the admissions plan. I think there is still some time before the interview, how about we debate or ask me questions?" So as to dispel some doubts about myself."

"What is Miss Mi's major?" A boy asked first.

Mi: "Hello, my major is Computer Science and Technology."

"Ms. Mi, what is the equivalent of your undergraduate experiment?"

Mi: "The total experimental equivalent in four years is no less than 80,000 lines of code." The original owner didn't know, so she told her own experimental equivalent.

"Student Mi, what is your research direction? Your graduation thesis is not very good. Do you admit that?"

Mi: "This classmate calls me classmate Mi. It seems that we are both graduates of Ming University. It seems that he is my junior?"

The boy replied: "Yes, one year below."

Mi: "It's a junior who asks such a sharp question. Do you want the Senior Club to die?"

These words caused a burst of laughter from the students, and the originally serious occasion suddenly became more lively.

Ai Xi smiled and said: "Getting back to the subject, of course I admit that when I look back at the paper I wrote now, I feel that it is just a piece of shit. The article seems immature, the data is not detailed enough, and there are many false and empty paragraphs. Here I want to express my gratitude to my Instructor, I apologize, I'm sorry for raising your blood pressure again and again."

These words made everyone smile.

Mi: "My research direction is the transition from software 2.0 to 3.0, which is the new era of artificial intelligence. The new paradigm of software 3.0 is not to train a neural network specifically for a task, but a large-scale AI model. For example, visual understanding... …”

The interviewers who arrived first at the back door of the classroom also listened carefully to the favorite speeches inside and nodded from time to time.

“In the world of Software 3.0, AI computing will drive the future.”

After Xiai finished speaking, she looked at everyone. She had no right to be proud. This was her doctoral thesis in her original life, and she was just showing it off. Most of the students here are undergraduate and graduate students. Masters and PhD students generally do not come to participate in this kind of project. They have their own experimental directions.

"Ms. Mi, how long do you think it will take to transition from 2.0 to 3.0?"

Mi: "This requires the students sitting here to work together. It may take one year, five years, or many years, but I believe there will be a breakthrough one day."

Favorite, who was always smiling, thought to himself: As a doctoral student, I can't handle young people like you. She came with a hanger.

"Not bad." Zhang Yin raised his lips and took the lead in applauding.

The admissions teacher walked up to the podium from the corner and said with a smile: "Now the interview begins, please invite the students who got the number one."

Other interviews ended in less than twenty minutes, but Xiai had been there for half an hour, and the bosses seemed to have no intention of letting her go.

If the teacher from the admissions office hadn't come in to remind them that they were overtime, they would probably have been bombarded with questions in turn.

After walking out of the interview classroom, I breathed a sigh of relief. As for the result, it was still the same sentence - do your best and obey fate.

She went to the storage area to retrieve her backpack and looked at her phone. There was a message from Jin Yang.

[Love, I'll wait for you at the old place. 】

Xiang put away his cell phone and ran out behind with a smile. When passing by the playground, a gust of wind blew, and a British-style top hat blew to her feet. She picked it up and looked around for the owner of the hat.

At this time, a man in a wheelchair came towards her.

"Hello, sir, is this hat yours?" Xiang ran forward, removed the dead leaves stuck to the hat and handed it over.

"Thank you!" Yun Zaidong smiled and looked at Xianni, but he was muttering to himself: It looks like, at least eighty points.

"You're welcome, sir, do you need help?" Xiai saw that there was no one around him, so she asked one more question.

"Thank you, I'm waiting for my friend here." Yun Zaidong controlled his emotions and did not rush forward.

Ai nodded to him goodbye and quickly ran to the parking lot behind the teaching building.

Jin Yang stood in front of the car holding a bouquet of blue platycodon flowers. He was dressed tall and straight in a light brown suit, shining like warm jade in the sun.

"Brother Jin!" Xixi rushed in front of him and almost couldn't stop.

"Slow down!" Jin Yang held her arm and smiled softly: "Looking at your bright smile, are you satisfied with your performance today?"