Someone was cooking in the kitchen.
It gave Ling Chen a strange feeling.
However, seeing that Dilareba liked to cook, he didn't say anything.
However, Nanny Ling called and told her about her son.
He said that the girl was a guest at his house. It was fine if he didn't bring the girl out for a walk, but he actually asked her to cook. It was simply too much!
In response, Ling Chen managed to deal with it.
The viewers in the live streaming room laughed heartily.
Hahahahaha! So the Almighty's mother is the same as my mother.
The big shot's helpless expression was simply making me laugh to death.
My mother always said that no matter how old you are, you are still a child in my eyes.
I didn't expect the Almighty's parents to watch the livestream too?
I think they must be very worried about the Almighty's feelings. In any case, from what I know, those who do research, especially those at the level of great gods, are too lazy to fall in love.
Just mathematics alone should be enough to satisfy the Almighty, right?
If it wasn't enough, there was still physics.
……
Ling Chen could not see the audience's teasing.
He was actually quite busy.
He also had to give some feedback on the in-progress results of the three graduate students.
Although he wasn't going back to Princeton for the time being, he had taken care of the three graduate students. He couldn't just throw away half of them.
Then, there was the AI project that he was researching.
He looked at the student's thesis a few more times, gave a few comments, and replied to the email.
Then, he typed on the code. The project he was working on was emotional computing for AI.
Emotional computing was a highly comprehensive research direction and technical field.
Humans could perceive the emotions expressed by facial expressions, body movements, and voice tones through sight, hearing, and touch.
However, a program was a string of cold numbers after all, unlike humans who had rich emotions.
Based on this, Ling Chen established a preliminary emotional model database through big data.
This allowed the program to capture the corresponding data through visual, auditory, and touch sensing devices.
Then, through the algorithm.
It allowed the program to 'understand' human emotions and intentions.
the ability to react appropriately.
How to make AI recognize, understand, express, and adapt to human emotions through algorithms?
This was the biggest difficulty in making computers truly intelligent.
While Ling Chen was focused on perfecting the program algorithm.
Dilareba had quietly come out of the kitchen with dishes.
She realized that the aroma of the dishes did not distract Ling Chen at all.
She did not dare to disturb Ling Chen, so she could only put the food on the table and wait for Ling Chen to finish his work.
Then, she sat opposite him and looked at Ling Chen with her hands on her face.
Dilareba realized that a serious man was really handsome.
Especially Ling Chen. He was already handsome enough. At this moment, in her eyes, he was so handsome that he was shining!
The audience watching the live broadcast.
At this moment, he felt sour.
It was over! It felt like the goddess had used half a day to sink into it!
To be honest, if I met a handsome and powerful boy like Ling Chen, I would be prepared to steal the household register in an hour, let alone half a day!
A serious man was so handsome!
God Ling Chen was very handsome!
……
Ling Chen continued to type on the keyboard.
From time to time, he would write and draw on the paper.
There were piles of draft papers on the table.
All kinds of numerical formulas and calculations were written on it.
Ling Chen did not need to avoid the camera.
The production team had already been reminded that these things would naturally not be filmed in front of the camera.
Dilareba found another one on the ground near her feet. She picked it up and looked at it.
Then, his mind went blank.
He had no idea what was written on it!
It would be amazing if she could understand it.
Most of the time, Ling Chen's draft was a leap in calculation, omitting a lot of processes.
She did not talk much with Ling Chen.
Dilareba realized that she could not understand what kind of person Ling Chen was.
She just felt that…
Usually, he would order takeout. When he was busy, this boy probably didn't have time to eat, right?
However, he looked even more handsome when he was focused.
Needless to say, Dilareba was a complete face and hand lover.
Coincidentally, Ling Chen had both.
Dilareba could take advantage of this opportunity to admire it as a reward for cooking for him.
However…
It seemed like only four days.
Half a day had passed.
Dilareba suddenly felt a little distressed. Four days later…
Forget it, let's take care of these four days first.
Hey, hey, hey!
Why was his heart beating so fast just thinking about the four days of being alone?!
Something was wrong!
Something was wrong!
Let time slip away!
At this moment.
She saw Ling Chen raise his head.
Dilareba got up in a panic to dodge, but she accidentally caught a folder on the table and scattered it all over the ground.
It was over!
"Didn't you go to cook?"
As expected, Ling Chen's voice rang in her ears.
At the same time, there was also his burning gaze.
Dilareba realized that she did not dare to look up at him at this moment.
"I'm sorry, Ling Chen!" She said in a panic. I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to tell you that the meal is ready and you can eat it!”
Dilero placed her hands on her stomach and lowered her head.
Her beautiful hair naturally hung down to cover her small face. She bowed slightly and waited for Ling Chen's scolding.
She realized.
At this moment, she was as afraid as if she had met her teacher!
The air was silent for ten seconds.
He was most afraid of the sudden silence in the air!
She felt Ling Chen's gaze, so she tried her best to raise her head and meet his gaze."Let's eat. Otherwise, the dishes won't taste good when they're cold.”
Ling Chen smiled and nodded.”
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