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

Chapter 58 Homework is handed in, top wingman

Beijing, Kempinski Hotel suite.

"Ah……"

Jiang Qing rubbed his brows, shook his head and laughed, then put his phone on the table.

The entry "Brother-in-law Jiang Qing" on the hot search list on the screen is particularly eye-catching.

This group of netizens is really bold, but he doesn't have the heart to pay attention to them now.

Jiang Qing tapped the table with his fingers and looked at the screen, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Thirteen, it's time to hand in your homework."

As soon as the words fell, the phone screen immediately emitted a ripple-like blue light, followed by Thirteen's electronic voice.

"Oh~ My great master, I'm coming!"

Jiang Qing's face darkened and he tapped the table with his fingers.

"speak nicely!"

He felt that Thirteen must have been secretly peeking at the comment section of Weibo just now, gossiping all the time.

"Okay, respected Dr. Jiang."

Thirteen's voice sounded inexplicably servile, and Jiang Qing couldn't help but smile.

"Retrieving human observation logs..."

The mechanical sound mixed with the sound of the wind outside the window echoed in the room.

"Do we need to start with Mr. Lai Guanlin? He liked Ms. Zhou Ye's WeChat Moments for the thirteenth time last night."

……

Jiang Qing's mouth twitched and he said "hmm" softly.

"understand!"

"This brother's secret crush algorithm is very interesting."

Thirteen's mechanical voice suddenly took on a Taiwanese accent.

"Every time he gets within three meters of Zhou Ye, his heart rate spikes like a roller coaster stuck in mid-air before it falls."

"But since your identity was exposed..."

The phone screen popped up a record of Lai Guanlin listening to "Joker" late at night, with even the number of times and time clearly recorded.

"He's already creeping around in the dark, and he's got quite a bit of resentment, but because of the difference in status between him and you, he can only remain silent."

"Please note that according to his recent browsing history, he has been searching for negative information about you online. His intentions are not pure."

Jiang Qing paused stirring the coffee, then whispered, "Next."

"clear."

"Then let's talk about Mr. Zhang Han. He was also one of the people you hit. He once had a special heart rate fluctuation towards Miss Meng Ziyi."

"Now let's summarize the latest progress of the Overlord's Transformation..."

Thirteen imitated the tone of a financial report.

"Ever since he found out you were the founder of Wuwen Technology, he's been asking if you want sugar before he passes Meng Ziyi milk."

A screenshot of Zhang Han’s mobile memo suddenly popped up on the screen:
"May 5th is cloudy"

"Mr. Jiang likes iced American coffee (remember to grind the beans yourself)"

"Mr. Jiang hates squid (be careful when buying ingredients)
……

Jiang Qing almost choked on his coffee and looked at his phone screen while wiping his mouth.

"You even copied other people's memos?"

"He reads it aloud every night before going to bed, and I heard it!"

Thirteen's voice was confident.

"Okay, next one."

Jiang Qing held his forehead and felt that Thirteen's progress was obvious, but why did he feel something was strange?

"Ok!"

"Based on a comparison before and after the program recording, Ms. Song Dandan's stubbornness index dropped by 12%, but she also added the skill of using health tea to avoid washing dishes, which is suggested to be classified as a tactical display of weakness."

"And beneath the seemingly exponential growth curve of her show lies a spectrum of fear of being left behind by the times."

The phone screen showed her secretly imitating young people in making a heart shape with her hands.

"But during the second week of recording, when she was sewing buttons on Ms. Zhou Ye, her micro-expressions showed more satisfaction than her first Spring Festival Gala performance."

Jiang Qing raised the corner of his eye, and the tissue in his hand that he had just used to wipe the coffee stain was deformed by him.

"Li Xueqin's initial label as the queen of talk show mourning needs to be revised."

Thirteen's voice suddenly took on a down-to-earth flavor like a pancake.

"When she was helping Wang Sulong revise the lyrics in the early morning of the third episode, the CPU temperature was comparable to an overclocked graphics card. It turns out that people call this Northeastern-style tenderness."

Jiang Qing paused tapping the table with his fingertips.

"You even understand the dialect pun?"

"Great, no need to say more!"

There was a hint of pride in Thirteen's voice.

Then, its voice continued to ring out.

"Mr. Wang Sulong, this individual has proven that Northeastern dialect is the most efficient encryption language."

The phone screen flashed with a ghost clip of Wang Sulong teaching Zhou Ye to say "Bo Leng Gai", which made Jiang Qing's face shudder.

"But when he hummed 'Annual Rings' while secretly eating instant noodles in the kitchen late at night in episode six, the voiceprint fluctuations showed that he was missing a dentist in a white coat?"

Jiang Qing slammed his palm on the solid wooden table.

"Ms. Su Mang, her evolution from a fashion icon to the master of scrambled eggs with tomatoes is worth studying."

Thirteen suddenly switched to the “A Bite of China” BGM.

"When she replaced her Gucci apron with floral cotton, her fashion sense actually increased by 37.8%, suggesting a redefinition of the concept of luxury."

Jiang Qing's fingertips tapped faster and faster.

"Guo Qilin, the crosstalk artist, is actually a hidden academic genius!"

The phone screen flashed with a ghost video of him memorizing the names of 15 villagers in five minutes.

"I suggest that Dalinzi's memory method be included in the Human Potential Development Handbook, if we ignore the socially devastating scene where he misremembered Su Mang's phone number."

"The fatal weakness of Lamu Yangzi, a socially obsessed person..."

The screen froze at the moment she peeked at Wang Sulong.

"When it comes to my own emotions, my reaction time is slower than Windows 98."

Jiang Qing rubbed his temples.

"It's time for health experts to awaken!"

Thirteen suddenly played the background music of "My Fair Princess" and his tone became passionate.

"When Mr. Zhou Jie broke his voice while singing the chorus, his dopamine secretion exceeded that of drinking ten bottles of enzymes. I suggest that nostalgia be classified as a new type of health supplement."

Jiang Qing nearly spilled her coffee again. "Ms. Shu Qi's performance art of stomping on the mud with her high heels proves..."

On the mobile phone screen, the image of her chasing geese with her skirt lifted up was made into an emoticon package.

"Girlhood exists in a quantum state. I suggest redefining the unit of measurement for forty years old."

Jiang Qing buried his face in his palms, and his shoulders shook suspiciously a few times.

"Ms. Meng Ziyi, the straight ball player's tactics have been upgraded!"

Thirteen suddenly lowered his voice.

"Great God Jiang, do you still remember that breakfast? She deliberately let the pancake syrup drip onto her collarbone..."

Jiang Qing subconsciously recalled the scene, then realized something was wrong and quickly shook his head.

"Do you need to replay the 4K footage from that time? The production team deleted it at your request, but I secretly saved it~"

"Need not!"

"Next!"

Jiang Qing's face darkened and he urged.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, the next one is Miss Zhou Ye."

Suddenly, an animation of falling jasmine petals appeared on the screen.

"The bracelet you gave her changed her behavior by 38%."

Thirteen pulled up seventeen selfies of Zhou Ye wearing the bracelet, and seriousness was evident in the electronic sound.

"Now she wears that bracelet every day for selfies, and recently added your watch to the mix."

The mechanical voice suddenly smiled.

"Last week she secretly filmed you taking a nap and dropped flower petals on your head."

A smile unconsciously appeared on Jiang Qing's face.

Thirteen suddenly played two audio clips for comparison.

"Preliminary analysis of Zhou Ye: Height 165cm, 45kg, with a habitually cold expression."

"In the latest version, when she purses her lips and smiles, the dimple on her left cheek will appear 0.3 seconds later, like the sunset catching up with the moon."

"This individual proves that a sweet smile is the ultimate trap."

Thirteen's mechanical voice became like melting taffy.

"When she accidentally used your same mug for the fifth time, her pupils dilated like a total lunar eclipse. Incidentally, your heartbeat at that time was mistakenly interpreted as an irregular heartbeat by your smartwatch."

Jiang Qing pursed his lips and said, "Delete this part!"

"Oh~ Dear Dr. Jiang, I understand. I have backed it up to the human courtship behavior research folder."

……

Jiang Qing was speechless for a moment.

"As for Miss Meng Ziyi..."

The phone screen suddenly exploded with fireworks.

"From deliberately being with Mr. Zhang Han, to this sweet and sour pork ribs not being as good as Jiang Qing's~"

Thirteen imitated Meng Ziyi's coquettish voice.

"It is recommended that gourmet kidnapping be included in the third chapter of the contemporary art of courtship."

Jiang Qing's fingertips stopped tapping again.

"Have you been watching The Legend of Zhen Huan recently?"

"We are studying the seventeen micro-expressions of human duplicity."

……

Jiang Qing fell silent again.

Thirteen's electronic sound suddenly switched to the melody of "Girl".

"Every time she says, 'Jiang Qing, look at this,' her eyelashes flutter at the same rate as a little girl who secretly wears her mother's high heels."

Jiang Qing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized that Thirteen's metaphor began to be tainted with the mundane world.

When Thirteen learned to describe dimples as "sunset chasing the moon", he seemed to be witnessing the first awakening of silicon-based life.

"Boss, look, the most significant evolution is here."

Thirteen suddenly called up two spectrograms, and Jiang Qing lowered his eyes to look over.

“I used the social psychology model when analyzing other guests, but when facing them…”

“The blue curve suddenly burst into rainbow patterns.

"I used a database of Keats's love poems, camera techniques from 193 romantic films, and even..."

Thirteen's electronic voice paused suspiciously.

"I took a look at the dog-eared copy of The Little Prince in your study."

Jiang Qing suddenly sat up straight and stared at the screen seriously.

"When did it start?"

"I had this idea when you searched for Miss Zhou Ye's related videos on TikTok for the seventh time."

"While you were playing the staring game with her, I started acting on it."

Thirteen played the sound spectrum of Jiang Qing's heartbeat at that time, and the frequency curve of the beating was like a roller coaster.

"It is certain that when you saw her afterwards, her heart rate was different from usual."

“The same thing happened after Miss Meng Ziyi made blueberry muffins for you.”

"Do you need to play the recording of Miss Meng Ziyi calling your name in her sleep?"

"No need!"

Jiang Qing stood up suddenly, and the spilled coffee stained the table brown.

"Take these..."

He pointed at the heart code that was dancing all over the screen.

"Encrypt and save."

"Synced to Romantic Comedy category."

Thirteen's voice was filled with laughter, becoming more vivid.

"Dear Dr. Jiang, by the way, Miss Meng Ziyi is chatting with your sister, Miss Jiang Nan, about where they'll have dinner next time."

"Ms. Zhou Ye is searching for gifts for her engineering boyfriend. Do you need me to fake a few shopping cart glitches?"

"Oh, by the way, Miss Li Yitong is watching the short video of your deification moment that was edited by someone."

"Dr. Jiang, your charm is truly extraordinary. I am so proud of you!"

The breeze outside the window suddenly brought in a fallen leaf. Jiang Qing looked down at the torrent of data jumping on the screen of his mobile phone, and felt a mixture of relief and surprise in his heart.

This is not AI, it is clearly a top-level wingman that has become intelligent!

But for him, this was undoubtedly a big surprise!
(End of this chapter)