Genius of the Rules-Style System

Chapter 232: Chapter 183: Are-you-kidding-me?

Zhao Yi inwardly expressed profound contempt for Qian Zhijin’s personality. At the same time, he daydreamed about the explosive impact of adverts.

Then, he descended the stage with an expression that said, ’It has nothing to do with me’.

The revelation by Qian Zhijin was profoundly shocking, provoking discussions among the audience. Zhao Yi also received a warm welcome.

Many people in the front rows came up voluntarily to shake his hand, eager to inquire about the robot.

Zhao Yi couldn’t respond to everyone, so he chose to answer selectively, mostly discussing fuzzy algorithms, not the robot that Qian Zhijin mentioned. After all, his academic presentation mainly revolved around fuzzy algorithms.

The others listened earnestly, forming a circle around Zhao Yi to pepper him with questions.

Before Feng Mingyu’s question, many merely listened to the fuzzy algorithm introduction, thinking it was good to broaden their horizons. Yet, when they learned that the dynamic image and object recognition technology was based on the fuzzy algorithm, their attitudes shifted dramatically.

This was the algorithm that enabled devices to possess ’intelligent black technology!

Many wanted to find a recording of Zhao Yi’s presentation to listen to it carefully several times, trying to fully comprehend it from beginning to end.

Zhao Yi was surrounded for about twenty minutes, nearly as long as his presentation. Finally, the organizer stepped in to maintain order, dispersing the crowd.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Feng Mingyu by the aisle.

Zhao Yi initiated a handshake with Feng Mingyu, his face full of warmth and gratitude. Feng Mingyu, whom Qian Zhijin had engaged, must have required quite a bit of effort to persuade a professor to act as his agent.

Moreover, an agent was one of their own!

Zhao Yi’s expression was incredibly passionate, akin to seeing a close relative.

Feng Mingyu extended a hand awkwardly.

Caught in the public eye, he needed to maintain composure. Despite being the one ’stirring up trouble’ by questioning three times in a row, he just got tactfully deflected – it was embarrassing. Surprisingly, the other party didn’t seem to mind and enthusiastically initiated the handshake.

Why?

Feng Mingyu just couldn’t wrap his head around it. He merely shook hands with Zhao Yi before sitting back down, pretending nothing had happened.

"As expected!"

"Professional! Dedicated!"

Noticing Feng Mingyu’s reaction, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but be impressed.

Beyond his agent responsibilities, even going to the extent of appearing unfriendly as though intentionally causing trouble...

Such acting skills could win an Oscar, couldn’t they?

Classic!

Such professionalism!

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The next one on stage was Shen Bin from the Science Academy.

Shen Bin, around thirty years old, was the Deputy Researcher of the Software Branch at the Science Academy and an expert in database development and processing.

He talked about natural language processing problems in his presentation.

Language processing in artificial intelligence was a massive project. Many tech companies were perfecting their language processing databases, involving complex algorithms, especially when attempting to make the machines understand logical problems in Chinese, which made the issue even more complicated.

Shen Bin’s academic report was very informative. He mentioned several technical issues, analyzed them professionally, and presented the latest research results.

It would have been impressive under normal circumstances, but he was out of luck. Many people in the audience were still contemplating the fuzzy algorithm and dynamic image recognition technology, lacking interest in highly specialized topics.

Zhao Yi sat down next to Liu Hemin, exchanged a few words with him, then listened attentively to Shen Bin’s presentation.

Zhao Yi’s experience differed from everyone else’s; he gained a lot.

The field of computer science was vast. Zhao Yi was skilled at algorithms and analysis, with only a basic knowledge of database development. As for in-depth research – he was far from it. The advanced database algorithm was quite innovative and meaningful to him personally.

Zhao Yi not only listened diligently but also took notes at the critical points.

When Shen Bin’s presentation ended, and it was time for questions, the host asked those who wanted to ask questions to raise their hands. No one raised theirs in the audience.

This was a bit awkward.

Just as Shen Bin was about to step down from the stage, he noticed someone raising their hand.

It was Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi, with great seriousness, started to ask, "What would be the internal processing logic when encountering two contents of comparable importance during data input processing?"

Shen Bin took a deep breath, providing a thoughtful explanation.

Zhao Yi genuinely didn’t quite understand and asked questions about what he didn’t understand. However, Shen Bin interpreted it as Zhao Yi giving him a chance to exit the stage gracefully by asking a question.

Shen Bin was filled with gratitude.

Although he was an assistant researcher from the Science Academy, considered a promising young talent, there were many professors and researchers present. PhDs were a dime a dozen in the corners of the room; he wasn’t special.

After Shen Bin got off the stage and sat back down, he sent a thankful smile Zhao Yi’s way.

Zhao Yi reciprocated with a friendly smile. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Talent is rare!

Shen Bin’s research in database development and natural language processing was extraordinary. To have achieved so much at just thirty was extraordinary.

In the future...

If ever he encountered a project beyond his abilities, perhaps he could turn to Shen Bin for assistance. He seemed much like Xu Chao...

Ah, talent!

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Zhao Yi continued to listen to the academic conference presentations, but many had moved on to other locations.