From black technology to super engineering

Hearing the notification that the task was completed, Ye Ming guessed the reason for Professor Tang's call in just a moment.

Feelings are here to inform myself that the thesis is over.

He took a few deep breaths and laughed, "Teacher Tang, is it about the thesis?"

"It's boring to guess." On the phone, Teacher Tang said with a chuckle: "Yes, the CVPR article will be published soon... Forget it, I won't tell you yet."

Ye Ming was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became a little anxious.

Old Tang told him that the paper could be published last time, and the editor asked him to revise it. Of course, the modification was done by Old Tang himself. After all, the corresponding author... and where is the progress of the task?

Therefore, when Ye Ming heard the news about to be published... his mood did not fluctuate.

On the contrary, it is not as pleasant as completing the system task.

But Old Tang's "forget it"...it aroused his curiosity.

"Don't! Teacher Tang." Ye Ming immediately said: "Don't say half a word."

"Hahaha! You're so calm, blame me?"

But after the joke was over, Tang Zhigao didn't continue teasing him, but turned serious: "In addition to the upcoming publication of CVPR, you also hit the core of another article."

"Thank you, Teacher Tang."

"Well, this is a polite word." Tang Zhigao smiled and continued: "It's like this. I just received the news that your paper added your open source code. The editor of CVPR gave a very high evaluation. It may be It will be directly added to the CVPR conference in the second half of the year to win the award... You must know that every year the CVPR conference will judge the best student papers, but the best students in the past are all graduate students, and there are very few undergraduates, let alone freshman ones. gone."

Hearing this, Ye Ming finally took a deep breath.

Of course he knows how valuable CVPR's best student papers are.

But when the words came to his mouth, it turned into "Is there a bonus if I win the award?"

It's not his fault...

After he got this set of sensors, there were only less than 3,000 yuan left over 10,000 yuan.

Now seeing that the graphics card is about to dive into the water, and the profiteer is about to jump off the building, he still wants to save money to upgrade the mainframe at home...

On the phone, Tang Zhigao laughed and cursed: "Hey, you bastard! How can you think of money!"

"However, there must be a bonus. The premise is that you have to cooperate."

"How to cooperate?"

"Cooperate with the school to promote it."

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...

Tang Zhigao's home.

Watching Tang Zhigao hang up the phone, Chen Xiaofang, who was sipping tea with his feet up, couldn't help shaking his head: "Old Tang, old Tang, the wood is beautiful in the forest and the wind will destroy it."

"What wind? Is it a demon wind?" Tang Zhigao put down his phone, with a look of disdain on his face: "The core top journals of the people's serious and eight classics, and it's not the kind of material that can be played with mysteries, all of which can stand the test of peers. What's there to be afraid of?"

"Tsk tsk, what I mean is, do you have to do it with such a big fanfare to win the project?"

Hearing what his old friend said, Professor Tang Zhigao was silent for a few seconds, and after a while, he let out a long sigh.

"I don't have the face to snatch an undergraduate's achievement, and I don't want to... What do you think I should do?"

When Chen Xiaofang heard this, he knew that this year's subject might be a bit difficult.

Otherwise, with Old Tang's temper, it is absolutely impossible to push the students in the group to push the research group at the same time as a matter of course.

During the silence between the two, Professor Tang's wife came out of the house.

She was pushing a wheelchair. In the wheelchair was a young man in his 20s with a thin and pale face.

The young man seemed to have no strength at all, his head was leaning on the back of the special wheelchair, his eyelids were drooping, and he was lifeless.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaofang laughed immediately: "Haowen, are you going for a walk?"

No response.

Professor Tang frowned: "Uncle Chen cares about you, you should answer me anyway."

Still no response at all.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaofang just shook his head and got up with a smile.

"Then I'll go back first. I'll take a look at that time, and if it doesn't work, I'll run."

Professor Tang nodded, got up and sent him to the door.

Chen Xiaofang smiled and said, "That kid Ye Ming is really capable, and he can't be seen by ordinary undergraduates."

"You don't need to remind me, I know."

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...

The members of "Create a team casually" ushered in the first dinner party after the establishment of the team.

Hmm... To be more precise, it was Ye Ming's treat.

Who told him that his phone was a little leaky, and the school was quiet.

Although they didn't hear the complete content clearly, Qi Yumo and Shen Ruhai still got a rough idea.

They both found out that Ye Ming had published the paper.

This is not a treat... how can it work?

Do you want to revise each paper eight times in the future?

The next day, Ye Ming packed his luggage, took a ride and headed straight to his home city.

...

"Mundun, Dad, Mom."

The hitchhiker driver was very straightforward and dropped him off at the door of his house. As soon as he dragged out his luggage, he saw his old dog "Men Dun" rushing out of the house like lightning, followed by his parents.

Mendun is a cross between a native dog and a Pomeranian. It has the shape of a Pomeranian one size larger, but it is covered in yellow hair. Because he didn't like to scream since he was a child, he was named Mendun by his family.

"Ah, all right, sit down!" Ye Ming pinched the dog's mouth and pointed to the ground.

The yellow dog sat down on his buttocks, but was instantly scalded and got up again.

Ye Ming laughed loudly.

"It's wrong for your baby to tease the dog as soon as he comes back (meaning molesting the dog)!"

The father laughed and cursed, and lifted the suitcase for his son, while the mother followed behind, constantly looking at Ye Ming.

"It seems to have lost weight."

"Summer is here, it's normal to lose weight."

...

Ye Ming's home is the second floor of a small building next to the road on the edge of the town.

Like most self-built houses in villages and towns, the main room on the first floor has a door that opens to the outside, which is usually wide open for the convenience of neighbors and friends.

Because the people who are going to be entertained are folks from the countryside, so the first floor is not decorated much, and the cost is spent on the second floor.

After entering the house, Ye Ming put on his slippers and went to the living room on the second floor.

He glanced at the air conditioner, unexpectedly the weather in August, the air conditioner in the living room on the second floor didn't even turn on the cover...

"Dad, Mom, don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

"We're not very hot, just turn off the fan." Mother said as she walked towards the air conditioner.

Ye Ming smiled and shook his head.

His mother was so frugal, which made him feel a little guilty now - he only spent more than 10,000 yuan on the sensor!

Although the money is nominally his bonus...

As the cool wind blew, Ye Ming glanced left and right, feeling something was wrong.

The house... shouldn't be this quiet.

After a while, he looked in the direction of the backyard and asked doubtfully, "Dad, didn't you start work today?"

My father was startled, and when he was about to speak, he heard the mother who brought the fruit say, "What are you doing? Last time, those customers broke the machine and asked us to pay liquidated damages."

Ye Ming frowned, and immediately turned to look at his father.

My mother didn't understand anything mechanical, so she pretended not to say what she said.

Father Ye Qigang smiled and shook his head.

"Well...it's okay, there's just a little problem."