booktalesy Chapter 53 You guys got crushed by the freshmen?
Chapter 53 You guys got crushed by the freshmen?
As I stepped out of the computer room, the night breeze carried the sweet scent of osmanthus blossoms and enveloped my face.
Lu Feng slung his backpack over his right shoulder and strolled along the quiet path behind the teaching area toward the dormitory.
My phone rang in my pocket.
Caller ID: Mom.
Lu Feng paused for a moment, then answered the call.
"Hello, Mom."
"Xiaofeng! The money you forwarded to Qian Ma received!" The voice on the other end of the phone was urgent and rapid, filled with barely suppressed excitement. "Your dad's right there, he's trying to grab the phone—you just wait—"
A rustling sound of struggling came through the receiver, followed by his father's familiar loud voice.
"Son! Is your allowance paid monthly? Six hundred a month?"
"right."
"Good heavens!" Old Lu's voice rose at least three octaves. "Your dad's first month's salary at the factory was only 420! You're not even graduated yet, and you're already better off than your dad!"
Lu Feng could picture the elderly couple sitting on the old sofa in the living room on the other end of the phone, one clutching the phone, the other leaning close to their ear, their faces radiating undisguised pride.
He had never given them this kind of scene in his previous life.
"Take the money and spend it. It's getting cold, go to the mall and buy a couple of thicker down jackets. Don't keep wearing those old clothes that you've worn for years."
"Why buy a down jacket? Those things are ridiculously expensive!" His mother immediately snatched the phone back, her tone switching to her usual frugal mode. "Your cotton-padded coat is still wearable. Don't skimp on yourself at school. Eat more meat; you've always been skinny."
"Mom, I'm eating well at school."
"That's good, that's good." After a two-second pause, her mother's voice suddenly softened, as if afraid of being overheard. "Xiaofeng, let me tell you, just focus on your studies at school and don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Um."
"Also, make more friends in college. Don't just bury yourself in your studies. Young people should have fun."
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's lips curled upwards slightly.
"Okay, Mom, I have a lot of friends."
"That's good! By the way, your dad is going to say something again."
"Alright, alright, let me say a few words!" Comrade Lu snatched the microphone back, cleared his throat, and for once became serious. "Son, your dad isn't very educated, but I'll just say one thing: work hard and don't embarrass yourself."
"Don't worry, Dad."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng put his phone back in his pocket and stood under the streetlight for a few seconds.
Make more friends, and have fun when you want to.
He had all the fun he was supposed to have in his past life.
I've played Three Kingdoms Kill all night, skipped class to play it all night at internet cafes, and crammed for final exams by copying the class representative's answers.
I had a lot of fun during those four years, and then spent more than a decade paying off my debts after graduation.
I've had enough.
Going down that path again in this lifetime would be truly foolish.
Lu Feng stretched his neck and started walking again.
Their brains work faster than their legs.
My second SCI paper.
He has already built the framework for DataFairy's paper. The core innovation is a lightweight data processing architecture for scientific research scenarios. The underlying algorithm has been deeply optimized, and the actual performance surpasses that of similar general-purpose tools.
If this paper were submitted to a top conference in the field of computer science, such as SIGKDD or AAAI, its prestige would be no less than that of the paper on mechanical dynamics.
Moreover, the advantages are even more obvious this time.
When he submitted his first paper, he only had the theoretical derivation, not the experimental verification. The fact that it was accepted on the first try was largely due to the revolutionary nature of the theory of fractional calculus itself.
But DataFairy is different.
It has physical objects, code, and real data comparisons from the running process.
Theory plus practice, a two-pronged approach.
Moreover, while helping the programming team modify code in the computer lab today, he discovered several areas for optimization. NumPy's underlying call logic still has room for compression; if a sparse matrix storage format were introduced, the processing speed for large-scale datasets could be improved by another order of magnitude.
Once I get back to my dorm, I'll write down these optimization points, and then I can finish the paper.
Lu Feng quickened his pace.
Unbeknownst to him, at the same time he was planning his famous second paper, another hidden story was quietly unfolding.
10:40 PM.
Professor Sun Yi leaned back in his study chair, holding a freshly brewed cup of goji berry tea in his left hand and scrolling through his phone with his right.
He sent a message to Li Hao in the QQ message box.
"How did today's training session go? Were there any problems?"
As the mentor for the programming group, although he was absent during the day due to other commitments, he still had to follow up on what needed to be followed up.
Li Hao's reply came quickly and was quite long.
Very long.
As Sun Yi watched the text constantly scrolling across the screen, his hand, holding the teacup, gradually hovered in mid-air.
"...Lu Feng fixed the bug that the three of us had been looking for for twenty minutes in two and a half minutes..."
"...I completely rewrote my matrix operation module, reducing the code size to one-third and improving runtime efficiency by at least five times..."
"...Vectorized broadcasting, dynamic index slicing, the code is comparable to an ACM gold medalist..."
"...He said he was self-taught..."
Sun Yi put down his teacup.
The goji berries sank to the bottom of the cup, much like his mixed feelings at that moment.
He knew Li Hao's skill level.
He won second prize in the provincial programming competition, which is considered outstanding among the students he has taught.
As a result, he was crushed in front of a freshman from the mechanical engineering department.
I learned it all on my own.
Sun Yi took two deep breaths and opened Ye Guodong's chat window.
"Old Ye, did you know that Lu Feng you're looking for knows programming?"
The message was sent, and the other party replied about half a minute later.
Ye Guodong: "What do you mean?"
Sun Yi forwarded the screenshot of the long message that Li Hao had sent him directly.
This time, the other side remained silent for a full two minutes.
Ye Guodong: "Are you sure Li Hao wasn't exaggerating?"
Sun Yi: "You know Li Hao well, he's a provincial second-class contestant, surely he can tell the difference between other people's coding skills."
Ye Guodong's typing status flashed several times before finally sending two words:
"I'll go."
Ye Guodong sat in his study, the light from his phone screen reflecting on his face.
He turned his head and glanced at the right corner of the desk, where the draft paper, preserved in plastic wrap, lay quietly.
When he first discovered this draft paper, he thought he had unearthed a mathematical genius.
Later, Lu Feng saw the exoskeleton being hand-made at a mechanical innovation competition, and he thought the boy was a cross-disciplinary engineering prodigy.
Now programming has popped up again.
Mathematics, mechanics, materials, machining, programming.
Is this one person or a research team?
Ye Guodong took out his address book from his desk drawer and flipped to a name.
Li Hongde.
They were classmates in college, and although they belonged to different departments, they have maintained a good personal relationship over the years.
Last time, when Li Hongde lent Lu Feng to participate in the mathematical modeling competition, although he cursed and complained, he eventually let him go.
This time, Ye Guodong's idea went a step further.
He wanted to formally bring Lu Feng into his research group, at least to serve as a research assistant in the field of mathematics.
It would be a waste to only place such a promising talent in the small field of machinery.
Ye Guodong opened Li Hongde's QQ chat window, carefully considered his words, and sent a message.