We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Qi Hong felt a little embarrassed by what Wen Qin said: "It's really too expensive to stay in the capital. We calculated and decided it's better to go home. And the main reason is that we want to go home and ask the teacher. We both want to change our majors."

Wen Qin didn't expect to get such an answer, and was a little confused: "Why do you suddenly want to change your major?"

Yan Mengjuan pulled Qi Hong and explained to Wen Qin: "It was me who wanted to change, not Qi Hong."

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Wenqin. Because of you, I read a lot of books on other majors. Although Qi Hong and I have never been apart since we were young, I chose to be with Qi Hong when I filled in the majors, but in my heart, I actually prefer to do mathematics."

"I heard from the professor that the school is planning to rebuild the mathematics department, so I plan to try to switch my major there."

Wen Qin was really at a loss for words, but she also knew that the other person had to go back because of objective reasons.

The school dormitory has not provided accommodation for two months. She herself knows how difficult it is to find housing in the imperial capital. Isn't she going to be kicked out soon?

"If you two are really in trouble, you can tell me. I can count it as a loan to you. You can pay me back after you graduate and make money. Don't you even have the confidence to make money after graduation?"

When the three of them were sitting there chatting, Qu Jingjing and the other two came in.

Qu Jingjing took a long vacation before the Chinese New Year, saying that she had a serious illness.

Now I see that he has indeed lost a lot of weight. The clothes that once fit him now hang on him, making him look haggard and fragile.

Because she was too thin, her cheeks were a little sunken, and her already big eyes became even bigger.

Now staring at Wen Qin directly made people feel terrified. Wu Huayu and Jin Xuedan followed behind Qu Jingjing, their faces looking a little embarrassed.

Ever since Wen Qin started lending books to them, the two of them naturally felt embarrassed to be cold to Wen Qin anymore. Their relationship wasn’t particularly good, but it wasn’t as bad as it was at the beginning when they just ignored each other when they met.

But now that Qu Jingjing is back, it seems that she still has no intention of reconciling with Wen Qin, which puts the two of them in a dilemma.

Fortunately, Qu Jingjing just looked at Wen Qin without saying anything, and turned around and went to her bed.

Jin Xuedan made an embarrassed expression towards Wen Qin, lowered her head and crawled back to her upper bunk.

Now that everyone is back, the three of them can no longer say those things and can only concentrate on doing their own things.

Wen Qin was worried about the house at home, so her study efficiency was particularly low today. Unexpectedly, she had so many things to do.

Professor Zhao finally brought up the issue of microcomputers again.

"Are you really going to take me to see it?" Wen Qin's eyes lit up. Although she had seen more advanced computers, this was completely different. Plus, it was the professor who took her to see it, so the meaning was even more different.

Professor Zhao seemed to have something to say, but in the end it turned into a sigh: "Let's go, I'll take you to see it."

Wen Qin had never paid attention to the development history of personal computers before. In her opinion, when computers first appeared, they already had a screen, a host, a keyboard, and a mouse...

To her, 3.5-inch disks are already antiques, but she is still somewhat disappointed to see the "microcomputer" that takes up half of the room.

The monitor is curved, a bit like the 14-inch black and white TV in old movies.

Professor Zhao had been staring at Wen Qin, so he naturally did not miss the disappointment that flashed across her eyes.

"Are you disappointed that such a huge thing is still called a microcomputer?"

The two have now left the computer house. The machine is very valuable and is generally not shown to irrelevant people.

Wen Qin smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to explain to the professor: "No, it just seems a little different from what I thought."

Professor Zhao looked at Wen Qin with a more serious look in his eyes: "So what do you think a microcomputer should be like?"

Wen Qin was silent. How should she tell the professor? Finally, under the professor's expectant gaze, Wen Qin opened her mouth.

"That's it. Put something like this on the table that can display the calculation results. And this is where you input the calculation instructions. The calculation can be placed here."

Wen Qin hesitated for a while and said, "I think that maybe in ten, twenty, or thirty years, computers will become like radios, and some families can buy them for their family members to learn and use for entertainment."

"Why do ordinary families need computers for entertainment?" Professor Zhao was a little confused.

Wen Qin: “…”

What about explaining the future of the Internet and video games? She can't explain this either.

"I'm just saying, like, playing chess with a computer?"

Professor Zhao's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea. For example, in Gobang, which has the simplest rules, computers may be able to calculate faster than humans. Although the possibility of realization is not very high at present, you are very bold in thinking."

It's not just Gobang, AlphaGo plays aprons with humans, and even she, who knows nothing about Go, knows about it. Wen Qin thought silently.

Professor Zhao seemed to be inspired by Wen Qin, and he became visibly excited: "But this requires a lot of storage and computing power, and the current hardware may not be able to do it. You can't just think about it without doing it, you have to study hard."

Seeing the professor like this, Wen Qin's mood improved a lot.

But this good mood basically disappears when I get home.

"You have to give up at least half, right? No room for negotiation at all?" Wen Qin was in a really bad mood now.

"The housing management office said that they will move in on the first of next month at the latest." Xie Mingxia was also a little helpless, "Do you want to go and see the new house?"

Wen Qin was helpless: "What else can I do? I can only go and see it."

Wen Qin had no classes on Friday afternoon and Jie Mingxia was also free, so the two rode their bikes to see the new house.

The new house is a little far from the school, and it takes dozens of minutes to ride a bike, but there is a direct bus.

This area is considered a suburb, and the houses here look quite new. They do not have the heavy historical feel of the old alleys. They are two- and three-story buildings with a very small area, with each floor being only about fifty square meters. What makes Wenqin particularly satisfied is that the first floor actually has an independent bathroom.

Half of the second floor is a small terrace.

To use the words of later times, this place was a bit petty bourgeois.

“Are you also renting from the housing management office?” Wen Qin is feeling a bit PTSD right now. Even if you sign a contract and pay the money, there may not be any guarantee. How can there be any guarantee here?

Xie Mingxia smiled: "Don't worry, you can live here peacefully."