Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 12: Cognitive Projection

A few peach petals floated in from outside the glass curtain wall of Radio 650. Jiang Qing placed the warm teacup beside him and looked at the three people who were somewhat dumbfounded.

"Let's ask some professional questions, otherwise he'll lead the three of us astray."

Li Xueqin tapped the table with the question card to remind Wang Sulong and the others.

“I don’t understand artificial intelligence!”

Lamu Yangzi scratched his hair and said with an embarrassed look.

Li Xueqin tapped the open notebook with a pencil. The yellowed pages were densely covered with words such as "Turing test" and "neural convolutional network".

"Jiang Qing is a doctor. Can you ask some technical questions?"

Li Xueqin complained unhappily.

"for example……"

Wang Sulong suddenly leaned forward, staring at Jiang Qing with a serious expression, and said, "Artificial intelligence, it seems to be called AI now, right? Does it dream? Are there electric sheep in its dreams?"

Suddenly, the director's breathless laughter could be heard outside the camera screen.

Jiang Qing bent his knuckles and pressed them against his lower lip. This action made him look like he was deducing a formula in a laboratory.

"I haven't researched this yet, but I think if they could dream, they'd probably dream about..."

He paused for half a beat.

“Unlabeled datasets.”

The cue cards in Lamu Yangzi's hand fell to the ground, and Li Xueqin brought the topic back on track in time.

"Jiang Qing, do you think strong artificial intelligence can break through the consciousness barrier?"

Jiang Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, like the fine-tuning of a precision instrument during calibration.

“Consciousness is the topological projection of quantum entanglement in eleven-dimensional space. Existing neural networks are like simulating a supercomputer with an abacus. We haven’t even found the right mathematical symbols to describe consciousness itself.”

He always spoke slowly and steadily, as if he was explaining basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division to elementary school students.

Wang Sulong's swivel chair slowly turned towards the glass curtain wall, on which a blue-winged butterfly had landed.

"To put it in human terms, it's just..."

“It’s like studying nuclear fusion with candles.”

Li Xueqin suddenly responded, poking a small hole in the word "topology" with the tip of her pencil.

Jiang Qing gave her an approving look, which reminded her of one of her mentors.

Lamu Yangzi suddenly raised his hand, his face full of curiosity, and said: "When AI says I love you, is it really in love?"

She wore cherry red nail polish today, which looked particularly bright.

"It's a beautiful philosophical trap."

“When you say it hurts, how do you prove that your pain and my pain are the same nerve signals?”

"AI's emotional algorithms are based on micro-expression data, but the dopamine secretion curve stimulated by red roses for each person..."

"stop!"

Wang Sulong raised his hands to cover his face.

"Please talk normally!"

"Haha~"

Li Xueqin and Lamu Yangzi burst into laughter, and laughter could be heard from outside the camera.

"Jiang Qing, I looked up some information yesterday and came up with a question. If you were asked to design an absolutely rational AI diagnosis and treatment system, would you allow it to sacrifice one healthy person in order to save fifty patients?"

After the joke, Li Xueqin took over the topic and asked a heavy question that she had specially prepared.

Jiang Qing's fingertips stroked the patterns on the teacup, and the celadon glaze reflected his deep pupils.

"I saw a case overseas where a seven-year-old girl had a tumor in her language center, and all the doctors recommended giving up surgery."

"The AI ​​spent four days simulating nearly 200,000 surgical paths and finally found a passage through the hippocampal folds."

"Now, that child can recite the entire Stray Birds."

Lamu Yangzi suddenly covered his mouth and his pupils shrank sharply.

Wang Sulong's hand, which was spinning the pen, stopped in mid-air, and the carbon pen fell onto the mixing console with a click.

“So you think algorithms can transcend the dilemmas of rational thinking?”

Li Xueqin's pen tip hovered over the paper, and the ink slowly swam out a question mark.

"Do not."

Jiang Qing raised his head and smiled faintly. "When technology becomes powerful enough, we finally see clearly that the so-called difficulties are just projections of cognition."

The indicator lights on the console cast flowing spots of light on the side of his face, like fireflies flying through a torrent of data.

The peach branches outside the glass curtain wall rustled in the wind. Zhou Ye and others at the village entrance were stunned and stared in the direction of the loudspeaker in a daze.

Although they couldn't fully understand it, they vaguely felt a great spirit from Jiang Qing's words.

Wang Sulong suddenly smiled at the camera and spoke in standard Mandarin:
"Dear viewers, please watch the previous segment at double speed. It will be more effective when combined with the quantum wave reading method."

The whole room suddenly erupted in laughter, and it was extremely lively.

While everyone was laughing, Jiang Qing was quietly adjusting his cuffs with a faint smile on his face.

There was something he didn't say out loud, and all his answers just now were based on his existing knowledge.

"Well, next, we have to ask some personal questions."

When the room became quiet again, Lamu Yangzi showed a gossipy smile and raised his eyebrows slightly at Jiang Qing.

Seeing this, Li Xueqin and Wang Sulong on the side also moved closer tacitly and stared at Jiang Qing's facial expression.

They are simply too interested in this kind of gossip topic.

"Please say."

Jiang Qing had already guessed what they were going to ask and answered without any hesitation.

"Are you single now?"

"Yes."

"Why aren't you in a relationship?"

"Do not have time."

"What do you want from your significant other?"

"never thought about."

"Think about it now."

"Well...at least it should be pretty."

"Huh? I didn't realize you're such a beauty buff, Jiang Qing. Looks like I don't stand a chance!"

"correct."

"you……!!!"

"Hahaha……"

Looking at the furious Lamu Yangzi, Li Xueqin, Wang Sulong and all the staff on the scene laughed so hard that they bent over.

Jiang Qing shrugged and looked at her innocently, looking like an honest person.

Seeing this, Lamu Yangzi pinched his philtrum in anger, and the laughter in the room rose again.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qing also smiled.

He was telling the truth about the appearance requirement.

In his view, aesthetics is a manifestation of a person's intelligence, experience, education, and comprehensive ability.

Appearance is not the only criterion, but it is the basic criterion.

After all, everyone likes beautiful things.

"So apart from appearance, there are no other requirements?"

After calming down, Lamu Yangzi continued to ask.

Jiang Qing thought about it seriously, then shook his head slightly at the three of them.

"I haven't thought about it. Maybe I'll find it when I meet that person."

He didn't think much about it and responded casually.

"Okay, it seems there's nothing more to be learned."

"Jiang Qing, as the first guest of our 650 Radio Station, do you have any words for our listeners and future viewers of the show?"

At the end of the interview, Li Xueqin leaned close to the microphone and asked.

The others also looked curious, wanting to hear what Dr. Jiang would say.

At the entrance of the village, Zhou Ye quietly pricked up his ears.

(End of this chapter)