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Chapter 105 Is this still human language?
Chapter 105

Nie Lingchuan became very interested in this.

"Where's the vegetative state?"

"Vegetative people are generally caused by severe brain damage and are unable to integrate information from the outside world. In addition to having general physiological characteristics, they have no independent consciousness and do not even know that they are alive. Their spiritual world seems to be closed, The spiritual door connected to the outside world cannot be opened through ordinary independent methods. The virtual world is connected to the spiritual body, and vegetative people with general symptoms can move normally in that world."

"General!" Nie Lingchuan nodded.

In other words, a vegetative person with severe brain damage cannot enter the virtual world.

As the car entered the Nie family's old house, Nie Lingchuan also made a decision.

"I will open a technology company here in a while, and we will focus on equipment for the holographic world. Is it a game warehouse?"

"It's not a game warehouse, it's a holographic warehouse." Nie Fuyao looked ahead, and a simple three-story building came into view. "You can prepare in advance. I will help you with the subsequent production line."

Back home, the old man and the old lady looked at their granddaughter, not to mention how excited they were.

Their precious granddaughter is so impressive. She is already arrogant to her peers at such a young age. She has even appeared on the national stage and is well known to people all over the country. She is so handsome.

Nie Canglan sat obediently on the mahogany sofa in the living room, her face flushed with excitement and unnatural blush.

"Sister, do you really want to develop holograms? The kind of holograms in the world of novels?"

"Really." Nie Fuyao opened a sugar orange and stuffed it into his mouth. It was sour and sweet, and the sweetness was higher than the sourness. It was particularly delicious. "Then you can get a healthy one in another world. The body can let you run and jump."

"Thank you, sister." Nie Canglan was extremely happy.

He was young when the accident occurred, and it can be said that he has been living in a wheelchair almost as long as he can remember.

God knows how envious he is when he sees others running and jumping.

If there is a holographic world, even if he can only run and jump in the virtual world, he will be satisfied.

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"Why is it just you? Where is your daughter?"

Nie Lingchuan attended a friend's gathering, but everyone did not see Fuyao and condemned him.

He explained helplessly: "I felt tired of accompanying me for two days, so I stayed at home to do research."

If you are simply annoyed, everyone can still make jokes and make jokes.

But when it comes to research, these "elders" must support it.

If you don't want to come, don't come. Anyway, you have seen everything you should see.

Nie Fuyao is typing on the keyboard in the living room.

Next to her, Nie Canglan was also reading quietly, occasionally looking over to see what her sister was doing.

He found that he couldn't understand anything on the computer at all, and he just kept lamenting that his sister was too powerful.

The old couple were basically not at home during the day, and went to visit other old friends' homes in the courtyard. They also gave Nie Fuyao a quiet space to work, but they could not disturb her.

In this way, the atmosphere was spent in this quiet but busy atmosphere. In the blink of an eye, the university started and Nie Fuyao returned to school as scheduled.

The winter vacation is over, and the students who have just returned to school are in agitated moods, and it is difficult to calm down completely within a few days.

Especially Qu Ling, holding Nie Fuyao and having a good time, making more noise than the cattle and horses on the grassland.

"Fuyao!" Professor Ye personally found Nie Fuyao.

As soon as he walked in, Professor Ye said: "Congratulations, your paper has been included."

Nie Fuyao was not surprised. He had indeed submitted a paper to a top international scientific magazine before. The normal publication time was one to three months. It has been three months now. Logically speaking, there should have been news.Seeing that she was not surprised at all, Professor Ye couldn't help laughing, "It seems that you are very confident in your abilities. Did you expect it?"

"Yeah!" She nodded, "I submitted a paper on artificial intelligence, and I am very confident in my personal abilities, but..."

She frowned slightly and said, "The review time has expired. I will switch to another company next time. This one's impact factor is relatively low, and its review ability is not as good as the other one. Relatively speaking, the quality is somewhat uneven."

Professor Ye: "..."

Listen, everyone, listen, is this still human language?

For ordinary people to be able to meet the standards of the S family's journals, it would have been a waste of time for their ancestors, but she was still dissatisfied.

"The results of the postgraduate entrance examination will be announced soon. How many students are you planning to recruit?" Professor Ye endured the heartache and changed the subject.

"Six at most, three at least. We are going to develop photonic chips this year, so I will trouble you, Professor Ye, for scientific research funding."

Of course Professor Ye has no objection and is even happy to see the outcome.

"If the funds are not enough, just ask for it. Other colleges have difficulty obtaining funds. This is much easier for our Youth Class."

"By the way, why don't you continue to stay in the school laboratory? Why don't we get you a room at the Academy of Sciences? There are many old guys in the chip field there. If you have any difficulties, they can help you."

Nie Fuyao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "That's not necessary. I have already sorted out all the information. I just need to proceed step by step."

Professor Ye wanted to roll his eyes, but he held it back, "What I want to say is that you can teach those old guys a lesson."

"That's fine, but I'm sorry to trouble you." Of course Nie Fuyao would not refuse.

Knowledge needs to be shared.

Professor Ye waved his hand and walked away briskly.

In March, Song Guangming logged into the website to check his results.

Song's mother sat next to her, clenching her fists and seeming very nervous.

He knew how hard his son had studied some time ago, and as a mother, he naturally wanted to see his son achieve what he wanted.

Song Guangming majored in Neo-Confucianism, and the Qingbei test score was 380, with a total score of [-].

After inputting relevant information as required, Song Guangming suddenly felt his mouth was dry, and he inevitably became nervous amidst his mother's faint mumbling.

Take a deep breath, close your eyes and turn your heart, press OK, and the page on your phone will change quickly.

The moment Song Guangming saw his postgraduate entrance examination results, the tension in Song Guangming's whole body was suddenly relieved.

When Song's mother saw this, her face became anxious, "Xiaoguang, did you pass the exam? Is your score a bit low?"

Song Guangming gave his mother a comforting look and said, "Mom, I passed. The total score for the postgraduate entrance examination is 458, not [-] for the college entrance examination. My score is [-], which is far above the admission line."

The look in Mother Song's eyes came out so suddenly.

She wiped her tears happily and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, as expected, my son is the best. Mom is proud of you."

Song Guangming held back his excitement and said: "Next, I have to prepare for the re-examination and interview. Not surprisingly, I will get the results by the end of April."

"Aren't your grades very good? Could there be any accidents?" Song's mother didn't understand this, but was frightened by her son's words.

Song Guangming said with a smile: "I don't have a big problem with the retest. For the interview, I need to look at the instructor's personal opinion."

To be honest, he didn't have much confidence during the interview.

(End of this chapter)