host brain pain

Chapter 364 Why can't the style of painting go back?
As Su Xiaomu said, he wrote lines of words on the whiteboard.

To be precise, it is graphics + text.

Specifically, it is to refine what I just wrote on A4 paper, that is, to explain the principle.

This is one of the reasons why algorithms and principles are often put together.

"Succinctness has always been one of the pursuits of learning algorithms."

"Following this line of thought, establish a tree structure, and the algorithm will be formed. In this way, the code derived from the algorithm will be correspondingly concise..."

Su Xiaomu wrote and drew on the whiteboard while talking.

Obviously all the students standing under the stage were his classmates, and there was obviously a professor standing under the stage, but no one felt that the current situation was against harmony.

Even some inexplicable coordination.

Louis took the lead in giving a thumbs up.

"Why didn't I expect that the whole idea is very clear in this way. Since the knight is going to go to the sun, and there is also a beautiful regular hexagon, then follow along..."

"Obviously I don't understand algorithms very well, but I seem to understand when Su said so."

"Yes, yes, I feel the same way!"

"Su is really amazing!"

"Listen because of Chuse, listen because of Chuse!!!"

"..."

Professor Hills nodded frequently, and was very satisfied with Su Xiaomu's explanation.

Su Xiaomu didn't feel anything special. Before the ICPC finals, he had done a lot of this kind of thing.

Already used to it.

For example, Chen Jiming and Shang Siyu often listen to it.

So Chen Jiming at the scene didn't feel anything special.

Su Xiaomu continued.

"Of course, we haven't yet verified whether the algorithm to simple code can be debugged. Professor, if you don't mind, can I use the teaching computer?"

Hills smiled and made a gesture: "Please!"

Su Xiaomu smiled slightly, and said: "Then let's experiment, can this small code solve this problem?"

While speaking, his hands covered the keyboard of the teaching computer.

An ordinary Apple laptop that is very common in the United States.

There is no peripheral keyboard.

This is not the comfort series keyboard commonly used by Su Xiaomu.

but……

When Su Xiaomu's hands covered the keyboard, it was Su Xiaomu's operating time!
The sound of da da da sounded briefly.

After the sound stopped, there were cheers in the whole classroom.

Su Xiaomu's operations were simultaneously displayed on the large projection screen.

It is very clear that a backspace key is not hit.

"Wow!!"

"I have never seen such a show operation at such a close distance!"

"Amazing! I'm looking for an adjective!"

"It's so cool! I dare say this is the operation that the so-called hackers in the movie especially yearn for."

"handsome!"

"I have decided, I want to chase Su!"

"..."

Su Xiaomu, who was originally a handsome guy, made some girls tremble with this simple operation.

I feel like I'm going to be enchanted!

"Not bad, it seems to be successful." Su Xiaomu smiled as he looked at the results returned from the debugging information.

After all, we are in the United States and at MIT, so it is not too high-profile.

Before there is no definite result, you can't say enough!
Hills led the applause.

"So beautiful! Su, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to imagine that you were just an undergraduate student!"

"Letting you on stage to explain to everyone is the most correct decision I made today!"

The people in the audience started to cheer.

Su Xiaomu touched his nose and sighed softly in his heart.

"I always feel like everyone has misunderstood something?"

friend! !
professor! !
classmates! !

I, Su Xiaomu, am here to study at MIT!
I'm not here to apply for a lecturer on algorithms and principles!

But on the surface, Su Xiaomu didn't say anything, returned to his original position, and silently became one of the onlookers.

Although it is more likely that he is the one being watched.

The courses of the day were not very saturated, in other words, there were no courses in the afternoon.

After the morning class, Yi Ran caught up with Su Xiaomu.

"Su Xiaomu, Chen Jiming and I would like to treat you to dinner, thank you for helping us find the apartment."

Chen Jiming, who followed Yi Ran to catch up, nodded.

In fact, the two of them had discussed this matter a long time ago, but they never found the right time.

They need to be familiar with the surrounding environment more than Su Xiaomu.

They need to be familiar with the people around them more than Su Xiaomu.

them……

All in all, they were very busy during the past few days in Cambridge.

is really busy.

It wasn't until today's class that I felt almost settled down.

All this was thanks to Su Xiaomu.

Because the apartment building that Su Xiaomu found for them was not only very comfortable, but also very close to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

It only takes a little over 10 minutes to walk.

Very easy.

At least for them, such a distance plus comfort, plus a certain amount of private space, is a life they never thought of before coming to MIT.

Although there are school dormitories for exchange studies, the environment is not as beautiful as it is now.

Su Xiaomu nodded: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"If you don't mind, you can go to my house to have Chinese food. I have a kitchen there and a Chinese chef."

"Of course, we can also buy our own vegetables and burn them."

Chen Jiming scratched his head, and said inexplicably, "Why do I feel so strange..."

Yi Ran was at a loss, didn't understand Chen Jiming's words, thought about it carefully, and said, "I think it's okay, I can cook, so I can show you off."

Of course Chen Jiming said no problem.

He was just surprised that this was not Su Xiaomu.

"Let's go there, I drove here." Su Xiaomu made a gesture.

He walked to the car first and opened the door.

There is a certain gap between the space of the ordinary Volvo S60 and the space of the S90.

The interior space of Su Xiaomu's S60, which is almost as expensive as buying a supercar in the United States, has not changed much, and I don't know where the money was spent.

"How much is this car in America?" Chen Jiming asked enthusiastically after getting into the car.

Su Xiaomu replied: "3, the RMB should be 4."

Chen Jiming smacked his mouth and said nothing.

Soon they arrived at the townhouse where Su Xiaomu lived, and the Chinese aunt came out to welcome him. Chen Jiming and Yi Ran were amazed.

It was already lunch time, so Yi Ran didn't say much, and soon went into the kitchen to help.

Twelve twenty-four.

Lunch officially begins.

Yi Ran picked up the cup: "Su Xiaomu, thank you for taking care of me."

"You're welcome, let's eat." Su Xiaomu raised his glass with a smile.

Chen Jiming didn't say much, this might be the difference between a boy and a girl.

After lunch, the aunt made tea for the three of them. They sat on the sofa in the living room. Su Xiaomu said with a smile:
"If you have time, I will take you to try Boston's specialty, Boston Spicy Crayfish."

Yi Ran nodded with a smile: "That's good."

Chen Jiming: "..."

Why can't Su Xiaomu's painting style go back?
I've never seen Su Xiaomu so approachable...

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Still today!

(End of this chapter)