Change the idea

Chu Shuai attached great importance to Han Feng's suggestions. He knew that Han Feng would definitely not say it casually, without any basis, and this was not his personality.

Therefore, during the start of the game, Chu Shuai spent all his thoughts on the algorithm research of encryption and decryption.

Han Feng has not simply observed Tupiao Astronomy for a period of time in the past two days. Han Feng has to admit that the encoding method of his brain is too complicated. Now with his personal strength, he cannot complete this work at all. Just like deciphering the human genome, it is quite complicated. Even if he personally deciphers the local encoding, what can he do? Compared with the overall effect, it is quite small.

If one road cannot be completed, go another road.

Although information cannot be stored completely according to the encoding method of the brain neural network, Han Feng was inspired by this through observation and research on the encoding method of this neural network and came up with a new design concept for a file system. Of course, this concept is based on the special structure of the brain neural network. Han Feng has been trying to prove from practice whether his design concept can work.

This time, he also used his computer as an auxiliary design tool, and used the computer's 3D modeling function to build a local 3D network structure of brain neurons for simulation. When the simulation is almost done, he will conduct experiments, encoding, storing, and decoding in his brain...

Because Liu Yueshuang is no longer at school and Chu Shuai wants to participate in the upcoming hacking competition, the original plan to book a weekend to join the friendship has been temporarily stranded.

Today is Friday, and Han Feng's newly designed file system is also at a critical moment. As long as a few key problems are solved, it can be used in his super system. In order to avoid interference, he decided to go to the place he rented on the weekend to develop the file system in a closed manner and completely solve the file system.

But the plan often cannot keep up with the changes. In the afternoon, Han Feng just walked out of the dormitory with his computer and happened to meet Yang Xiwen who came to find her.

"Han Feng, where are you going?"

“Uh… sometimes I go out.”

In order to avoid trouble, Han Feng decided not to tell her about her other nest.

Yang Xiwen asked: "Is it urgent?"

"It's okay." Han Feng just said this and regretted it, so he immediately changed his words, "Yes, it's a bit urgent. I have to rush over now."

When Yang Xiwen heard this, she didn't know what Han Feng was thinking. Seeing him like this, she sighed softly in her heart and said quietly: "Han Feng, am I really annoying to you so much?"

Han Feng did not answer.

"Since you don't want to, forget it."

By this time, Yang Xiwen also figured it out. Always forcing others to do things she doesn't like, it will only increase others' disgust. Since Han Feng is unwilling to go, just let him go. At worst, she will apologize to her sisters, and it's not serious.

After saying that, Yang Xiwen turned around and left.

"Wait." Han Feng spoke at this time.

Yang Xiwen turned around and looked at Han Feng in confusion.

Han Feng smiled and said, "I haven't had a meal yet, so it's good for you to treat you to a meal."

He decided to go, but he had already agreed at the beginning, so he should do it. It was not a big deal. He could have a meal at the same time, so why not do it?

Yang Xiwen drove here this time, the red Ferrari, which was quite cool and attracted the attention of many students. When they saw Han Feng sitting in with her, many people had already started to arrange this big gossip, because most of them knew Yang Xiwen, and a few people knew Han Feng. These two people now got into the same Ferrari, what does this mean?

The meeting place was a Western restaurant, and the environment was very elegant and noble. After coming here, Han Feng knew that his wish to have a good meal was shattered. Western food was really unhappy. Han Feng felt that eating here would be better than going to that Hunan restaurant.

There was a white grand piano in the middle of the venue. The pianist was wearing a suit and was closing his eyes, playing a slightly slow-paced song in great intoxication. It was "Adilena by the Water" by the French piano prince Richard Claydermann. Han Feng was very familiar with this song because a comrade who liked music used the oral organ to play this song.

The seats have been booked long ago, and Yang Xiwen took Han Feng to a location closer to the center of the venue.

"She hasn't arrived yet, let's order the dishes first."

Han Feng was not very interested in the food here, so he asked Yang Xiwen to pay attention.

His attention at this moment was completely attracted by the piano music. This song evoked memories deep in his heart. Unconsciously, the song "Adelina by the Water" reappeared in his mind as the piano player played it, and no tone was left out.

"How much cooked should your beef be?"

Yang Xiwen raised her head, but saw Han Feng staring at the distance in a daze, with no focus on her eyes, and a knowing smile appeared on her face, as if she had thought of something beautiful. From her perspective, Han Feng's expression at this moment was so charming that it made her lose her mind.

Finally, the pianist pressed the last note and the whole song ended.

Han Feng came to his senses, turned around and saw Yang Xiwen looking at him blankly, her eyes seemed full of confusion.

Han Feng looked down at himself, and there seemed to be nothing strange.

"nancy?" Han Feng shouted, "What's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

"Uh... no, no!" Yang Xiwen's eyes were vague, and she hurriedly picked up the menu on the table, "I want to ask you... how much cooked your beef needs..."

Han Feng said: "It's 80% familiar."

Yang Xiwen called the waiter: "We have three-quarters steak for the main dish, two eight-quarter ripe, one five-quarter ripe, and the soup requires seafood soup..."

Han Feng was still thinking about the song in his mind at this moment, and the tone kept echoing in his mind. As he thought about it, he suddenly thought of a question - why does the human brain's memory of music is so accurate?

According to Professor Li Zhongwen before, people's memory is vague and rough, and does not have the characteristics of precision and completeness. So what about music? As long as you listen to a song well, even if you don't have the tone of the song, you can hum the song completely. This kind of memory is obviously deeper than other memories, and as long as you remember some of the tones, the other tones will naturally be remembered. This seems to be a memory that is more advanced than ordinary memories.

Han Feng vaguely felt that if he could understand this mechanism, it might be of some help to his "addition and completion" algorithm.

After thinking for a long time, Han Feng couldn't figure it out.

"hi, I'm so sorry, I'm late! You've been here for a long time, right?"

At this time, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded in my ears, pulling the Korean wind back and displaying it from my thoughts.

When she looked up, a heroic mm had arrived next to them at some point. She had short hair with ears and bright big eyes. She was wearing a black short shirt with tall peaks, and her tall peaks were tightly tight. Below was a tight denim, revealing her slender thigh curves undoubtedly.

Yang Xiwen: "Linlin, you are finally here! We have just arrived, so we ordered the dishes first."

"Hello, you are Han Feng, you have been famous for a long time. I am Zhou Ruolin." As she said that, she stretched out her right hand.

Han Feng stood up and shook her hand gently: "Hello, I am Han Feng."

"Oh, don't be so polite, sit down quickly, they are all your own people!"

Han Feng and Zhou Ruolin asked in the same voice: "Our own people?!"

After saying that, the two of them couldn't help but look at each other again.

From Zhou Ruolin's eyes, Han Feng saw a lot of emotions, was surprised, confused, and even a little hostile?

"Uh..." Yang Xiwen's face turned slightly red, "One of you is my good sister, the other... the other is... I'm very familiar anyway!" Yang Xiwen really couldn't find any reason to cover up this slip of the tongue, so she had to change the topic, "Linlin, have you wanted to see Han Feng a long time ago? Now I've pulled him here and got what I want, hehe! I finally invited him, you have to thank me."

The atmosphere of the next dinner was always a bit wrong. No matter how Yang Xiwen reconciled it, the atmosphere was not up. Needless to say, Han Feng was just like a piece of wood, and he was pitifully talking. What made Yang Xiwen feel strange was that Zhou Ruolin became so silent today. Didn’t she say that she always wanted to meet Han Feng?

Han Feng, who had been eating heavily, suddenly stopped and said, "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."
Chapter completed!