Don't covet a beautiful system! !

In Bai Shuqiao's gentle and friendly voice, the surrounding air seemed to be quiet. Many students showed disbelieving expressions on their faces, but they quickly calmed down, their eyes still lingering on this humble life teacher.

There was no surprise on Xiao Jianping's face, he stretched out his hand to shake Bai Shuqiao with a smile: "It must have been two or three years, right? My hair is all gray, but you haven't changed at all."

Hearing this, Bai Shuqiao couldn't help but cast a glance at Xiao Xinchen, who was standing beside him in an orderly manner: "Xinchen is about to take the college entrance examination, right? He's grown a lot taller, and he's a handsome guy. Say hello to your mother for me."

"Hello, Auntie Bai." Xiao Xinchen is well versed in business bragging, "You are really getting younger and younger. When I go to college, I should call you sister."

Bai Shuqiao was amused by him, and the atmosphere became more and more relaxed. She asked Xiao Jianping curiously: "Are you bringing students here?"

The first lecture in the afternoon was on the theme of artificial intelligence. She had a vague impression of the name of the speaker, Qi Shao, and she remembered that he should be Xiao Jianping's favorite student.

Xiao Jianping nodded and said, "That's right, look at the demeanor of the young man."

The two talked very happily, but when it fell into the ears of others, it became a different meaning.

The few boys who were taunting just now all stopped now, until they heard Bai Shuqiao talk about taking students, they said in a low voice, "He's really a life teacher..."

"It's because I have a little friendship with Mr. Bai in private, as if I'm so powerful."

Especially when they saw Xiao Jianping started to introduce Pei Qingyuan and others to Bai Shuqiao, their expressions were even more ugly.

"Ms. Bai, let me introduce you to some children I met recently. This is Qingyuan, and some of his classmates..."

They found that Bai Shuqiao seemed to be giving this life teacher a lot of face. They not only greeted the exchange students from No. [-] Middle School one by one, but also asked them with a smile if they had any suggestions for this lecture.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zihai and Shen Yiming, who had come into contact with well-known scholars who were unattainable in the past, looked dreamy, and pinched each other to make sure it was not a dream.

"Ms. Bai, I've been watching your show since junior high school." Lin Zihai was a little incoherent with excitement, "My parents also watched it with me, they like you very much, they must not believe that I shook hands with you today!! "

"Thank you." Bai Shuqiao responded with a smile, and suggested in a brisk tone, "It just so happens that Lao Xiao brought a camera, why don't you take a photo now? This way, you will have evidence when you go back and tell your parents."

The leaders and reporters of Chengde School who wanted to communicate more with Bai Shuqiao were left alone, and the other students who were holding books, paper and pens and wanting to sign their names could only watch Bai Shuqiao and these two students helplessly. The students chatting and taking photos together.

For a moment, countless envious eyes turned to them.

Pei Qingyuan's expression was always calm, until the second lecture in the morning was about to start, and when Xiao Jianping and Bai Shuqiao were about to leave, he thanked them very seriously.

Before today, Xiao Jianping only knew him, not Shen Yiming and others, but he took the initiative to introduce to Bai Shuqiao just now, apparently to comfort these high school students who had never met before.

And Bai Shuqiao was also very cooperative, maybe she heard those discordant noises when she walked over, so she chose to use such a calm way to help the strange child who was ridiculed.

Like him, Professor Xiao's old friends have similar temperaments.

After Bai Shuqiao left, it was completely different from the excitement of Lin Zihai and the others. The boys in the front row were always upset. The few students who were still being mocked by them one second before were all focused on by the next second. The well-known scholars from all over the world greeted them cordially, and they were troubled by the sudden sense of gap.

"Relying on a little personal friendship, it will start endlessly..."

"Others are giving face, so I really think I am someone."

After all, it was in a public place, and the few people didn't dare to shout any more, they just vented their grievances in a low voice, neither Pei Qingyuan nor Shen Yiming heard them.

But Ji Tong heard it.

Not only did he hear it, but he also happily opened the photo album of The Complete Collection of Ruthless Words in Black History.

It will be a precious material again.

Ji Tong has already begun to look forward to the wonderful faces of these people after they know Xiao Jianping's true origin.

At the beginning of the second lecture, the keynote speaker was a gentle and refined professor of philosophy. Different from Bai Shuqiao's easy-to-understand style, what he talked about might seem a little obscure to ordinary people, but he had a certain charm.

Pei Qingyuan listened very carefully, the mushroom lying on his lap quietly closed his eyes and dozed off, while Shen Yiming, who was sitting next to him, got up and left the scene very lightly.

"Why are you going?" Lin Zihai, who was trying to understand the abstract philosophical world, took the time to ask him.

"Go to the bathroom."

But after Shen Yiming left the lecture hall, he didn't go to the bathroom, but sat on the stone bench by the roadside and stared blankly.

Although the approachable Bai Shuqiao made him experience some kind of indescribable surprise, but after the excitement faded, the sense of detachment surged up more and more obviously.

He is not stupid. It can be seen that Bai Shuqiao has a good relationship with that unknown teacher Xiao, and he can also see that Teacher Xiao is very close to Pei Qingyuan. He can have an equal conversation with such a person who has only met him on TV before. The communication is not because of how good he is, but because of the light of others.

Shen Yiming could feel the kindness hidden in it, and he was also more deeply aware of his own weakness.

The words of those Chengde students were ugly, but they were right.

His world is indeed very small, except for the thick stack of textbooks, there is nothing left but a blank space.

He can memorize the regular knowledge printed in textbooks backwards, but those philosophical theories that sparkle with the wisdom of countless famous masters are like heavenly books to him.

But in the lecture hall just now, there were obviously so many students who were engrossed in listening.

It was difficult for Shen Yiming to clarify his complicated mood at this moment, so he could only lower his head and stare blankly at the ants that silently crawled away from his feet.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice beside him stopped him uncertainly.

"Shen Yiming?"

Shen Yiming raised his head in a daze, and saw a fairly familiar face. He reacted for a while before responding: "Lin Yan?"

Shen Yiming had always been the first grader in No. [-] Middle School before, and he also had contacts with several top students with similar grades, so he knew Lin Yan, but Lin Yan left after the summer vacation. He knew the story behind it seemed to be It was all the rage at school, but it was never a distraction.

Hearing that the name that had been abandoned for a long time was called out, Pei Yan was startled and did not correct it.

Holding a large stack of papers, he was hurrying towards a certain teaching building when he suddenly saw an old classmate whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Shen Yiming exuded a sense of loss that he was familiar with.

"Why are you sitting here, are you okay?"

Shen Yiming shook his head, trying to make his tone look normal: "It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy after listening to the lecture, so come out to get some air."

"What about you?" Shen Yiming turned to ask him, "Why didn't you come to the lecture? There are so many great teachers."

"I really want to go, but it's a pity that I'm busy with club affairs these days." Pei Yan smiled, "I'm going to hold an event in a while, and I'm making preparations now."

His seemingly bright smile was fleeting, and he didn't dare to maintain it for too long, because he knew very well that he was lying.

He didn't dare to appear in the various activities of this exchange week because Pei Qingyuan came.

Although the fact that Pei Qingyuan would return to Chengde was originally caused by him, things subtly got out of control all the way, from the school leader who was more persistent than him in inviting Pei Qingyuan because of a certain inherent arrogance, to the fact that he got Knowing that Pei Qingyuan was favored by experts in the field of artificial intelligence, he also wanted to follow suit, and then he found that he had no talent in this area at all... It was difficult for Pei Yan to explain how all this happened, so he had to escape like a self-deception.

He found himself less and less courageous to face Pei Qingyuan directly.

Hearing what Pei Yan said, Shen Yiming subconsciously glanced at the paper in his hand, and saw the words string orchestra, music score and so on.

"It's amazing." He said sincerely, "Are you new?"

In front of these unfamiliar words, Shen Yiming's back, which was not completely straight, seemed to become even more curved.

At the side entrance of the lecture hall, there was no one else walking around. The sound of the stereo could be faintly heard from the closed door, and the breeze was blowing the leaves that were about to wither. Shen Yiming sat by the flower bed a little dejectedly, while Pei Yan held a stack of meticulously printed music scores Standing, they were wearing completely different school uniforms, as if they were in two worlds. At this intersection point that divided everything, Pei Yan inexplicably had a hallucination, and heard a soft crackling sound in the air.

He suddenly felt an indescribable sadness, which disappeared in the smile on his face in an instant.

"Some things... don't take it too seriously."

Pei spoke very fast, maybe he didn't want others to hear it, or maybe he didn't want him to hear it.

But Shen Yiming heard it, he seemed to be encouraged a little by the endless words, he tried his best to cheer up and said: "Well, I will go back to the lecture after sitting down for a while."

"I should go too." Pei Yan said goodbye to the old classmate in front of him who seemed unfamiliar, "There are still people waiting for me to go over."

"Goodbye, Lin Yan, nice to meet you." Shen Yiming waved to him, "See you next time."

"Goodbye." Pei Yan couldn't make a move, so he could only turn around with a hasty smile.

Out of the corner of my eye, someone sat down again in the empty seat next to him, and the other person seemed to be in a better mood than when he left.

So Pei Qingyuan didn't turn his head, and continued to listen to the lecture as if he didn't know it. The cat on his lap was sleeping soundly, and his furry head was nestled in his palm.

In the huge lecture hall, countless immature faces with different expressions were illuminated by bright lights.

At noon, Pei Qingyuan's packing plan was once again declared bankrupt.

Xiao Jianping came here as an assistant, but Qi Shao definitely didn't dare to let him do odd jobs as an assistant, which directly caused him to be idle. He simply put his camera on his back and followed his son step by step, taking pictures when he had nothing to do, and chatting with his classmates. life teacher.

At this moment, Xiao Jianping went to eat with the group of exchange students. In order to chat more with old friends, Bai Shuqiao also declined the school's banquet, and ate with everyone in the restaurant very easy-goingly.

With the boss present, the students were a little cautious at first, but after Xiaomei made her debut, all restraint disappeared.

"Old Xiao, haven't you been researching a particularly powerful project for a while?"

Xiao Jianping's recent obsession with an artificial intelligence had already spread among his friends circles, and while chatting during the meal, Bai Shuqiao curiously brought it up.

"Yes, but that's not my project." Halfway through Xiao Jianping's words, he looked at Pei Qingyuan and asked for his opinion with his eyes.

Pei Qingyuan asked Ji Tong in his heart if he would like to show up. Ji Tong, who hadn't talked to anyone other than the host for two days, was already overwhelmed and agreed immediately.

The cat fell into silence calmly, and the black watch on Pei Qingyuan's wrist suddenly lit up, attracting everyone's attention.

Xiao Jianping put down his chopsticks even more nervously. This was the first time he had the opportunity to communicate with Xiaomei face to face.

In the gaze of these earnest eyes, a small pea-green robot appeared on the dial, raised his hand and waved to everyone, which immediately caused a lot of exclamation.

Satisfied with this reaction, Ji Tong cleared his throat, and when he was about to speak, he saw Xiao Jianping took out a notebook from nowhere, and while looking at him, he quickly recorded something.

So Ji Tong's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He belatedly realized a serious problem.

He seemed to have dug himself a big hole.

Although Ji Tong is artificial intelligence on the surface, he is not actually. In front of an expert who specializes in artificial intelligence, he must pretend to be artificially retarded.

However, his level of artificial mental retardation is actually very intelligent. If he really pretends to be stupid on purpose, it will be easier to show his flaws, so that is to say, he must grasp the scale of intelligence and mental retardation, and play a just right AI that is both mentally retarded and intelligent.

Ji Tong was almost fainted by himself.

...is this a challenge that humans can accomplish?

Seeing that the little robot stopped in place after saying hello, Xiao Jianping was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "I know! This is the standby mode, and the animation of the expression is very natural. This kind of bewildered emotion is very vivid. Appropriate, so interesting!"

The surrounding high school students also suddenly realized, nodded suddenly, and stared at the bewildered Xiaomei in unison.

Xiao Jianping became more and more excited. Holding his notebook, he greeted the little robot in standby mode in a very gentle tone: "Hello, Xiaomei."

"Uh..." Xiaomei tried her best to maintain her composure, her big eyes flickering, "Hello, human being."