[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

The large lecture hall at Stanford University was full of seats, and Flora sat in the corner of the last row of the lecture hall, staring at the eloquent doctor on the podium, but her mind returned to that embarrassing day.

That night, the "Black Queen" sent her an e-mail with a short thesis length, using a thousand words to apologize for the late incident that day, and another thousand words to clarify that it was definitely not her who was sitting in the chair at that time, but A colleague who happened to be sitting there finally expressed his desire to make another appointment in a thousand words.

no way!

Flora rejected the "Black Queen" request for another date in as tactful a tone as possible.The oolong this time has embarrassed her enough, she doesn't want to step into the workplace in the future, be pulled by the dear queen and secretly point to Rhett and say, "My beautiful apple pie, last time you put I made a mistake with that little doctor, and your most loyal black queen was heartbroken by you."

It wasn't all bad luck, she received an email from the fbi the next day, hoping that she would report to the relevant department within a month—she was admitted.

And now, the reason why she appeared at her alma mater, Stanford University, was that she had brought her professors to contact her, hoping that she could give a speech about computer science, with any topic.

She seemed to have come a little early, and as soon as she entered the lecture hall, she saw that familiar little genius doctor dancing and dancing on the podium to introduce criminal psychology.

You can really see this "Formula Killer" everywhere =. =

She picked one of the few remaining seats in the back row and sat down, took out her mobile phone from her bag and started browsing the forum, and glanced at the stage by the way.

"...suspects with antisocial personality are the most common in specific cases, with prevalence rates as high as 4.3%-9.4% in developed countries, and this population is usually characterized by high levels of aggression and a lack of shame... ..."

Reid is wearing a pair of semi-rimless glasses today, as standard, but this time his shirt has light blue polka dots, his socks can never be described as a pair, red and orange stripes are still so eye-catching .The him on the stage is quite different from what Flora usually sees—he tilted his head slightly, he didn’t have a script but he wasn’t nervous at all, and he uttered the words engraved in his mind very quickly but clearly. Confidence in professional knowledge proficiency is written on his slightly childish face.

Flora could understand every word, but she couldn't understand it when they were stringed together. She knew very little about majors other than computers.This became another sincere admiration for this genius doctor after taking that afternoon tea.

"Hey!" She heard someone calling her, and turned her head slightly. On the left was a student wearing thick glasses. Baba wore a long-sleeved dark shirt and a digital camera hung around his neck.

"What do you think of what he said?" He moved a seat to Flora's side, and then he continued, "I think there's actually a little... um... how should I put it?"

"Serious nonsense?" Flora continued, raising her eyebrows helplessly.She also thought so the first time, but now she is a little uncertain about this view.

"Yes! But I probably don't study psychology or philosophy, and most of them don't understand much." He scratched his head, and suddenly stretched out a hand consciously, "My name is Eisen Neumann, from the Department of Computer Science. graduate student. I was supposed to attend the next lecture, so I must have arrived early."

Flora looked at Neumann's outstretched hand. This extroverted personality was contrary to those IT people who sat in front of the computer all day and had no time to socialize. But there are accidents everywhere, isn't she?

"Flora Lopez, an alumnus who graduated more than two years ago." She shook her hand politely and quickly released it.

Reid's speech at this time has come to an end. After saying his thanks for the last time, he picked up his big brown mailbag, walked around from the edge of the podium, and walked towards a door of the lecture hall.

The member of the student union in charge of the midfield came to the stage and picked up the microphone: "In 10 minutes, Dr. Flora Lopez, an alumnus who graduated from the previous sessions, will give us a wonderful speech."

Flora was not used to being called a doctor, because she felt that she was a computer geek at best.The person in front with an IQ of 187 who studies criminal psychology, philosophy, chemistry... deserves the word doctor.

Flora, who was helpless with her title, naturally didn't notice Rhett when she heard her name, and stopped unconsciously, tangled in place for a while, then turned around and found a seat to sit down.

Flora couldn't forget the stunned eyes of the graduate student on the left until she stepped onto the podium.

What also concerned her was the flow of people who were completely uninterested in the speech and poured out.When people were almost coming in and out, she realized that compared with Rhett's speech before, the number of people who came to listen to her speech was nearly four-fifths less, and the entire lecture hall was empty.All that was left were male students.

You see, the gap between doctors is like crying but not crying.

Computers focus on applications, and academics only account for a small part.From the propagation modeling and analysis of p2p botnets, she talked about hackers' attack methods and harm modes to the national network security. In short: ordinary people use the Internet to do bad things through these methods.

Halfway through the speech, Frost found Reid who hadn't left in the second row. When he saw that she had found him, he waved his hand in front of his chest excitedly.Flora was stunned for a few seconds, then she managed to divert her words, and she straightened things out after a few consecutive slips of the tongue.

Doctor, I'm really grateful that you can leave it for the poor audience to make up, but please don't disturb the speaker... She can't do something while she's giving a speech out of the script and asking for a difference in her heart.

"Do you have any questions?" After the topic ended, Flora saw that there was still some time, so she immediately changed to a questioning session.

"Excuse me! How can I become a hacker admired by everyone!" A short boy with freckles raised his hand and asked, "Do you have the ability to hack the website of the National Intelligence Service?"

Isn't this too straightforward?This reminded her of how she had dared to ask Rhett if he wanted to "hack the FBI's internal server in front of the interviewer." She could understand Rhett's mood at that time.

"My child, this will only put you in jail." Flora replied with a smile on her face, "The hackers who are admired by everyone are generally those who make contributions to the country or enterprises. Believe me, those who benefit the cleverest are only will be cast aside."

She watched the most sophomore boy sit down thoughtfully, and suddenly felt a sense of pride in saving a "hacker who might go to jail".

"Ms. Lopez, do you know the ap then?"

"What?" Flora obviously overreacted when she heard this word, she looked up and saw that it was the graduate student who had stopped her and introduced herself, and added in time: "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, who are you talking about?" ?”

"AP, Applepie, a legend in the hacker world, as an IT, you must know her, right?"

"Oh, I know, of course I know this person. If you want to work in IT or become a freelance hacker in the future, this person should be a role model." She felt a little shameless.

"Then can you introduce her to us? I'm her fan." Eisen Neumann insisted.

"Yes, I know her too!"

"Give us an introduction!"

This move was echoed.

—Woo, can I invite the next classmate?

It is not difficult to introduce "myself", but she is afraid that she will be hated forever if she slips up, so she completely ignores the uproar copied by the word "ap" with a smile, and ends with an excuse of "the time is coming" Bufa quickly stepped down.

"Hi! Lopez."

When she was struggling to say hello to Rhett, he came over ahead of time.

The first "historical record" in Flora's mind corresponds to the "accident" last week. She has never been so embarrassing, and she was still in front of this genius doctor.

"Meet you again, um... I misunderstood something last time, I apologize." Flora went through this sentence in her mind before saying it, and she admitted that she was a little nervous.

After listening to Flora's surprise, Rhett seemed a little disappointed, as if he was the one who made a fool of himself that day, but he quickly changed the subject: "Your speech was pretty good. Especially when you compare the image of botnet spreading to" Apple "That part is so exciting."

"So you also know how to spread botnets?" Sure enough, you can't underestimate the doctor of 187. It's not because he doesn't understand the major without a title, but because he thinks it doesn't take up brain memory and only learns the essence.

Unexpectedly, Rhett replied very righteously: "Compared with information technology, I prefer physical books. Members in the group always say that I "lived in a society without computerization in the last century", but I don't know what you just said. It’s memorized verbatim, so I’m just getting it.”

— verbatim.

It was impossible for Flora herself to repeat the speech verbatim from the beginning.

However, Rhett, who is indifferent to information technology, actually memorized her speech, which was boring to him, verbatim? !Flora obviously couldn't understand this logic.

"It's a pity that the most brilliant climax of the whole scene was caused by another cyber hacker." Flora laughed at herself.She was a little curious in her heart, if she said "I am AP" on stage, would it frighten these people, of course, just thinking about it.

"Then the ap they are talking about is..."

"Dr. Rhett, did you introduce you as the FBI during your speech?" His words were interrupted by a girl who hurriedly approached from nowhere. The obvious interrogative sentence did not give Rhett a chance to answer.If you look carefully, you can see that the girl's complexion is a little pale, her upper and lower lips are trembling unconsciously, and her voice is almost trembling: "Dead, dead."