allendalepharm Chapter 390: One Thing On The Surface, But Another Behind The Scenes!
Chapter 390: One Thing On The Surface, But Another Behind The Scenes!
The self-doubt in Song He's heart just appeared, and he suppressed it immediately.
There is no time for random thoughts. There are only two hours left to make the mathematical modeling real!
He stopped writing temporarily and took a deep breath to cool his burning brain.
Don’t rush along in a hurry, calm down and look at the direction first.
In my mind, the city with hundreds of intersections was floating quietly, but the routes no longer changed, and the streets were no longer crowded with people and cars. The whole city suddenly became empty, leaving only cold buildings and streets.
After pondering for a long time, Song He suddenly felt a surge of feeling.
The urban road network is similar to artificial brain programming!
It is also a variety of different paths, it is also an effort to improve mobility, and it is also a move that affects the whole body!
Of course, there are differences. For example, in brain-inspired programming, data from one point is constantly transmitted to another point, while urban road networks blossom in all directions, with endless transmission directions.
Another example is that artificial brain programming can be drastically deleted, deleted, and modified, but the urban road network cannot be modified randomly. It must be attached to the surrounding major building groups, and the main framework is fixed.
In short, artificial brain programming is like an independent tree, and the urban road network is like an ivy climbing on the wall!
A strong inspiration suddenly hit Tianling Gai like a cold arrow and penetrated his entire brain!
The brain that had just cooled down started to burn hotly again, like a nearly extinguished coal filled with pure oxygen, and a massive amount of mathematical formulas exploded!
Understand the similarities and differences between brain-inspired programming and urban road networks. Many of the old experiences gained when doing brain-inspired programming can be used. It only needs slight modifications to adapt to the urban road network model!
The pen in his hand moved again. Song He was so immersed in mental arithmetic that he didn't even realize that his hand was moving. It was like the gel pen came to life, and the tip of the pen ran on the paper by itself.
Fluent formulas flowed on the paper, line after line, as fast as the garbled code bursting out on the computer after pressing the keyboard.
But it was not all smooth sailing. After writing more than half a page, Song He suddenly realized that there was a loophole.
"Uh-huh!"
Tear it up and rewrite it!
In the first class cabin, there was the sound of tearing paper one after another.
The two mathematicians were competing with each other, tearing up the paper, crumpling it into a ball and throwing it on the ground.
There were so many paper balls on the ground that the entire first-class cabin was like a cotton bush, with white cotton balls rolling everywhere. Every time the plane tilted and turned, there was a rustling sound of paper balls, which sounded like dry leaves blown by the autumn wind. leaf.
Song He didn't bring an oxygen concentrator, and his brain was severely deprived of oxygen due to the violent combustion. He subconsciously reached out and touched the window, but found that he couldn't push it open. Only then did he remember that he was still on the plane.
The last two hours flew by!
The plane has started to descend and will land in about ten minutes.
An Yulong breathed a long sigh of relief, put away the mechanical pencil, turned his head and looked aside, "Are you done?"
"It's done, please take a look." Song He handed over a piece of paper.
An Yulong glanced at the paper and took out the dark laptop from his bag without thinking too much.
Turning on the computer, he opened a program and tapped the keyboard a few times to bring up an archive.
Song He stretched his neck to look, and a huge group of buildings appeared on the screen. It was the city he had just studied for four hours!
An Yulong looked at the piece of paper Song He had written, continuously tapped the keyboard, and entered the new mathematical equation.
"Teacher, what is a passing grade?" Song He asked cautiously.
He wanted to get an accurate indicator first, so that if it was exceeded, An Yulong would not be able to default on his debt.
"The original congestion rate was 58%. Your modified road network can be reduced to 45%, which is considered a passing grade." An Yulong said.
Song He breathed a sigh of relief, and it didn't sound too difficult. He had been worried for a long time, thinking that the congestion rate would be reduced to single digits.
An Yulong entered the new equation and hit Enter!
The laptop fan started spinning wildly, and the roads were quickly split and reorganized to form a brand new road network!
The effect is quite miraculous. Only some roads have been modified and the buildings have been almost unchanged. However, the city's appearance is comparable to a facelift, and it has become several levels more beautiful.
An Yulong hit Enter again, and the whole city moved!
Massive cars flooded the streets, crowds of people passed at intersections, and strings of cargo trucks were speeding along the highway!
The dead city was instantly filled with fireworks, and 150,000 people lived and worked in it.
Soon, some unexpected events broke out.
When school is over, the school gate is blocked for a moment, and the whole lane has to be detoured. A series of high-speed rear-end collisions paralyze the highway first, and then the hospital entrance...
Finally, a bright red number popped up:
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 46%! 】
An Yulong raised his eyebrows slightly, then snapped the laptop shut.
"It's your first time to do it, and you can get 46%. You're pretty good." He said indifferently, "But you still failed."
The plane landed with a crash, taxied on the tarmac, and made a loud noise amid vibrations.
"Teacher, I did two sets of mathematical modeling! This is the first route, and I also tried another route!" Song He said quickly.
"Another kind?" An Yulong was slightly startled.
"It's on the back of that piece of paper!" Song He explained, "I'm not sure which of the two is better, but the difference is only 1%. Can you try again?"
An Yulong picked up the piece of paper on the small table and turned it over. Sure enough, there was a set of mathematical modeling on the back.
One thing on the surface and another behind the scenes?
In the four hours since he got on the plane, An Yulong's mouth moved slightly for the first time, and a chuckle blew out of his nose.
He began to feel that this kid was interesting. He was so cunning, and he actually had a back-up plan?
In just four hours, I was able to do two sets of mathematical modeling, and my mental arithmetic skills are incredible!
An Yulong reopened his laptop, entered the second set of mathematical modeling, and pressed Enter.
The city's roads were once again renovated on a large scale, and after the second plastic surgery, the city's appearance became more beautiful and pleasant.
When we got back to the car, a huge flow of people and cars rushed onto the streets. 150,000 people were busy rushing around. It was as if we could faintly hear the sound of car horns on the streets.
Emergencies occur everywhere, including schools, hospitals, traffic accidents...
Song He was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He stared at the traffic flow on the computer screen, which seemed to be more comfortable than before, but also seemed to be more congested.
Do cutscenes have to be this long? Can't get data in and out quickly?
Finally, the bright red number pops up!
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 40%! 】
Improved 6 points at once!
An Yulong's face was dull, but there were slight ripples in his eyes.
He turned to look at the young man sitting next to him, "Song He, right?"
"right!"
"Next year's college entrance examination season, there will be a new private university recruiting students. When the time comes, you will be admitted and choose my class." An Yulong put away the computer and stood up to get off the plane. "The name of the university is kept secret for the time being, but you will know by then. Which one is it, because the investment is very huge.”
"I have been admitted as a teacher reserve." Song He said.
An Yulong paused for a moment, then nodded, "Then sign up for my class after the new year and learn it first during this period. Don't underestimate this class. What you are doing is just for a standard city with hundreds of thousands of people. In a special city with millions or tens of millions of people, the difficulty increases tenfold."
"I understand, teacher! I will find relevant textbooks to preview!" Song He promised.
An Yulong got off the plane with his bag on his back.
Song He also packed his backpack and prepared to get off the plane.
The stewardess stood at the door to bid farewell to the first-class VIPs, a beautiful young girl who seemed to have just graduated from college.
She looked at the paper balls on the floor of the first class cabin, her eyes obviously stupid, but when she saw Song He walking towards her, she still hid her emotions and showed a professional smile.
When Song He passed by her, he suddenly pulled out a bulging red envelope like magic and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Sorry for causing trouble to you, Happy New Year."
After saying that, Song He got off the plane without looking back, leaving the stewardess with a charming and rich figure on her back.
The sun was shining brightly on the airport. Several dark cars were waiting silently, and a large group of middle-aged people in formal suits stood in front.
The temperament of the middle-aged people is very much like that of officials, and the leader is obviously of high rank.
Song He subconsciously felt that it had nothing to do with him, but then he saw a familiar face in the crowd, Wei Liqun!
"Here it comes! This is it!" Wei Liqun suddenly shouted.
Immediately, a large group of middle-aged people in black formal clothes gathered around enthusiastically, and applause broke out!