[BL, MTL] After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book

Chapter 75

The two found a Hunan restaurant near Lide.

It's time for dinner. The restaurant is full of people. The waiter took Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue through the lively hall, got on the booth with separate space, poured the tea and handed it to the menu and returned. The hot fireworks downstairs drilled into the carved wooden window with a crack with the strong fragrance of stir-fried Hunan cuisine. Jiang Chen sucked his nose, looked at the menu and said, "That just so fragrant. I don't know what kind of dish it is."

Shi Fengyue ticked the two dishes: "Fried pork with chili and dried chicken."

Jiang Chen raised his eyes: "Can you smell it?"

"Li Nanfeng likes this Hunan cuisine very much."

"Then I'll order these two." Jiang Chen put down the menu: "Chod a few more foods you like."

Shi Fengyue checked a few more on the menu, called the waiter, and gave her the menu.

While waiting for the dishes, Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue discussed the direction of upgrading the facial recognition system. In the middle of it, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered that he had heard Li Nanfeng say that Shi Fengyue had designed a facial recognition system by himself, and suddenly became interested: "I heard from Brother Li that you rarely designed programs by yourself since you went to college. At that time, you How can I suddenly want to make a facial recognition system?"

Shi Fengyue whispered, "If I don't answer, do you only owe me three meals?"

Jiang Chen looked up his hand and shook it: "It's still five meals, but you owe me a meal."

Answering a question, the origin of inviting a meal began more than a month ago. That day, Jiang Chen came out of the laboratory and happened to meet Li Nanfeng and chatted with the main developer of the next laboratory in the tea room. At that time, the topic they talked about was holographic technology. Seeing Jiang Chen's past, Li Nanfeng took him together. It's on the topic.

Originally, this conversation could only be regarded as a light academic exchange between tea, but as the topic became more professional, the three people's different opinions gradually triggered a small debate. The debate ushered in a short-term peace in Li Nanfeng's gag, and it became more intense when there was no need for opinions again. The three of them had their own opinions. I don't agree with the other two people.

Of the three people who insist on their own opinions, the main research and development of the next-door laboratory graduated from the top school of A. He had studied holographic technology for 15 years before coming to Lide. The current research and development project is holographic technology. The understanding of holography can definitely be called an expert in this world. Jiang Chen's freshman major is holographic. After entering the laboratory, he also participated in the research of holographic technology. Later, his only good friend Liao Zhe became the main researcher leading federal holographic technology. In addition to artificial intelligence, holography is his field he knows best. At the age of 15, Shi Fengyue invented that it could be used at fixed air density using special material technology. Light refraction reproduces a new medium in a certain period of time, and thus harvests a second patent other than high-coverage military GPS, which he named "mirage" is now indispensable material for the development of holographic technology.

The three of them were quite unconceived to each other. The atmosphere between the tea soon changed from a tea party to a fierce academic discussion. Li Nanfeng couldn't understand a word, and she couldn't even insert it in it. But as a boss, he must end this debate that could not achieve a unanimous result.

Therefore, he used the authority of the boss to propose a method: three people ask holographic-related questions to the person on their left in turn, whoever can't answer first will withdraw from the discussion first, and finally the person who stays can ask the other two people to invite him to dinner.

Li Nanfeng's method can't be said to be difficult to use. The rules he set only allow questions and are not allowed to insert their own opinions. From the beginning, he avoided another dispute. Only allowing questions in the professional field can convince losers. Finally, the meal is to define this debate as a discussion between friends, to the most After that, I was not hurt.

The first person to ask questions was Jiang Chen. On his left was Shi Fengyue, and on the left side of Shi Fengyue was the main research of the next laboratory. After the round of questions and answers, the three of them barely got stuck. In the end, the three were very clear that professional problems were difficult to control the other two, and they began to extend the computer field. His professional problems.

The computer field is extensive. Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue, the first researcher to quit, are the same. Shi Fengyue veiled in a wide range of questions that he can't answer. As the main researcher of the entire federal artificial intelligence laboratory, Jiang Chen was unparalleled in the computer field. Therefore, the wind lost.

Shi Fengyue owed Jiang Chen a meal and returned it at noon the next day. But this rule has been followed in every subsequent discussion. No matter what the reason is, the person who is finally asked will owe the other party a meal.

At first, the discussion between Shi Fengyue and Jiang Chen was limited to computers, and Jiang Chen never lost in the discussion of computers. However, as the relationship between the two became closer and closer, the topic was no longer limited to computers, but involved various fields and even strange problems.

For example, Jiang Chen owed Shi Fengyue's first meal because of a painting in Li Nanfeng's office. Shi Fengyue asked Jiang Chen if he knew the author of the painting... Therefore, now Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue are used to preparing to invite more meals when the other party throws questions.

"At that time, I made a facial recognition system because He Qianjian was special to you."

Jiang Chen didn't expect it to be the reason, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Shi Fengyue had long eyelashes, and his index finger hit the table, and his tone was inexplicable: "The first time I met He Qianjian was his ten-year-old birthday party. At that time, one of his piano songs stunned everyone. Strangely, I completely copied my fingering."

"What's more interesting is that on his twelfth birthday, he perfectly copied Wallaire's violin skills. Not only the skills, but also the habitual movements of touching the bow after Wallace's song are not bad."

"He Qianjian used to be the most interesting person I have ever seen." The sound of bone knot hitting the solid wood table stopped. Shi Fengyue raised his eyes and smiled gently: "He was full of contradictions all over his body, but there was no flaws that could be grasped at all, except for you."

Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly: "That's why you designed a facial recognition system to investigate my relationship with the He family."

Shi Fengyue tapped the desktop with his index finger: "The facial recognition system is just to confirm my guess. Your relationship with the He family does not require special investigation. What He Qianjian's behavior explains everything." He fell slightly and looked at Jiang Chen: "I'm curious, how did you and He Qianjian know their identity?"

Jiang Chen's eyes did not dodge and smiled faintly and said, "What did you find?"

Shi Fengyue looked at him quietly for a moment and said lazily: "I didn't check."

Jiang Chen: "Why?"

Shi Fengyue understated and leaned back: "You don't like me to do this, do you?"

Jiang Chen was stunned, and his heart seemed to have been brushed by something gently. Before he could feel it, he disappeared. His fingers curled up for this fleeting novel feeling.

Dong Dong Dong.

The waiter pushed the door in, and the dishes quietly served and withdrew, leaving only a strong fragrance lingering in his nose.

When Jiang Chen picked up the chopsticks and saw the dishes on the table, he paused, "Are you ordering all of these?"

Shi Fengyue smiled, looked at him slightly, and smiled at him.

Jiang Chen also knew that he had asked more questions. He coughed and changed the topic: "How do you know what I like to eat?"

"I'll know after a few meals." Shi Fengyue handed a bowl of meatball soup to Jiang Chen, with a piecemeal smile in his eyes: "Who did you learn from your habit of drinking soup before eating?"

"My father, my grandparents are from the south." Jiang Chen thought for a moment and said, "Do you prefer Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine? I find that you like sweets very much."

Shi Fengyue had chopsticks and smiled a little at the corners of his mouth: "I have to eat hypoglycemia."

Jiang Chen remembered that Li Nanfeng had said that Shi Fengyue was in poor health when he was a child. He thought for a moment and asked, "Then what do you like to eat?"

Shi Fengyue: "Do you want to know?"

Seeing Jiang Chen nodding, Shi Fengyue smiled softly, "I'm not picky about food, I eat everything."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I remember Brother Li also said that you were very picky about food when you were a child."

"He also said it was when I was a child." Shi Fengyue didn't care much and said, "At that time, I often took medicine for injections, and I could only eat light food, so I was always picky, and there was not much difference after getting used to it."

Jiang Chen picked up a chopstick fish and put it in Shi Fengyue's bowl: "Try this."

Shi Fengyue put it in his mouth, chewed slowly and swallowed it.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious."

Jiang Chen picked up another chopsticks of fried meat: "Try this again."

After eating, Shi Fengyue replied the same way: "It's delicious."

Jiang Chen was curious: "Which one do you think is better?"

"It's all delicious."

Jiang Chen thought for a moment and put a light vegetable in Shifeng Yue bowl.

Shi Fengyue: "It's also delicious."

Jiang Chen paused and thought that Fengyue seemed to be really not picky about food.

Seeing Jiang Chen stopping, Shi Fengyue raised his chin: "I want to eat fish."

Jiang Chen subconsciously picked him with a chopstick, and Shi Fengyue continued: "Dry pot chicken looks very good."

Jiang Chen, "Isn't that in front of you?"

Shi Fengyue: "I still want to eat fish."

Jiang Chen: "I'll take it myself."

...

After dinner, they went back to Li Nanfeng's office and found that Moxi was also here.

He was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone when he saw Jiang Chen and others coming in. One of them sat up and said hello to the farthest place away from them.

Jiang Chen looked at Moxi sitting in the corner from time to time and said curiously, "What's wrong with him?"

Shi Fengyue walked to the sofa, picked up a pillow, and said lazily, "Don't worry about him."

Jiang Chen withdrew his sight and saw that Fengyue looked like she had to sleep at any time. He reminded him, "It's not good for the stomach to sleep as soon as he finish eating."

Shi Fengyue closed his eyes: "Twenty minutes from the hotel to Lide."

Jiang Chen was speechless and turned to look at Li Nanfeng. Just as he was about to say something, his mobile phone rang. He raised his eyebrows when he saw the caller ID.

"Manager Chen?"

"Today?"

"Okay, thank you."

Seeing that Jiang Chen looked different, Li Nanfeng closed his notebook and was a little curious: "What's wrong?"

"I bought a house in Wugu Village before." Jiang Chen hooked his lips and said, "The document for the development of the 5A scenic spot has come down today."

Li Nanfeng received the news last night, but the development of Wugu Village was strictly concealed before. It's too late for him to get involved now, and even his desire to stay in a room was obscurely rejected. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen had a house there. Li Nanfeng knows who might live there in the future. With this premise, the value of the house can hardly be ignored.

His eyes fell on the young man's clear eyebrows and had to convince: "You really have foresight."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "It's just lucky."

Li Nanfeng paused, glanced at Shi Fengyue on one side of his eyes, and said sadly, "I know, there are always some people who are particularly lucky. They invest what they earn and what they want."

Moses couldn't help interrupting: "You are sour."

Li Nanfeng whispered. Somehow, a gloating smile appeared on his face: "I'm not sour. It's not time for me to be sour, and I think some people can do nothing. It's hard to say whether I can be sour in the future."

Mossy didn't know, so "Who can't?"

The two pillows flew in two directions and hit Li Nanfeng and Moxi on the heads respectively. The man on the sofa was lazy and warned, "Are you talking a lot?"

Mossie shrank his neck, cut his neck to Li Nanfeng, and said with his mouth: It was so noisy that he went to bed.

Li Nanfeng rolled her eyes and threw the pillow aside. His mouth was slow and clear: stupid and forced.

The author has something to say: Jiang Chen: What are you talking about? I can't understand a word.