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

Chapter 66: Open Class Focused on by the Whole Network

1:20 pm, USTC campus.

On Wutong Avenue, Jiang Qing's black car had just turned into the campus when it was surrounded by students holding their cell phones.

The car windows were being knocked loudly, and amidst the constant shouts of "Dr. Jiang", a boy wearing glasses pressed his face against the glass.

"Dr. Jiang, I am your idol!"

"Ah! No, you're my idol!"

Jiang Qing covered his face helplessly, and there was a burst of laughter coming from the surroundings.

His previous open classes were also very popular, but not to the extent that they are now.

The variety show Taohuawu seems to have given him a new halo, similar to another form of idol.

At this time, Jiang Qing's familiar security guard Lao Chen brought seven or eight colleagues to clear the way and barely tore a gap in the wall of people.

Jiang Qing had just stepped out of the car when a girl screamed and threw a copy of "Introduction to Artificial Intelligence" at him. The screenshots of Taohuawu sandwiched between the pages fell to the ground, just when he and Zhou Ye were looking at each other.

"Dr. Jiang!"

A girl in a long skirt squeezed to the front, and the live broadcast interface on her mobile phone was filled with comments such as "Let me see the technological Daji".

"Can you say hello to the camera? There are 30,000 people online in my livestream!"

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, then looked at the screen and grinned.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Qing."

The live broadcast room was instantly flooded with comments like “Wow! A living Dr. Jiang!”

At the same time, Room 307 of the Second Teaching Building.

The tiered classroom, which can accommodate 300 people, is now packed with nearly 500 people, and the windowsills are filled with students holding their mobile phones.

Two boys in the back row were setting up a tripod and debugging equipment, and the title of the live broadcast room was "Watch the real-life version of Xiao Nai up close."

"I'm coming!"

The girl near the door suddenly lowered her voice, and the commotion in the corridor coming from far away was like a wave pushing towards her.

When Jiang Qing walked up to the podium holding the thermos cup, there were gasps in the classroom.

"Dr. Jiang, kill me! How come you feel even more handsome than before!"

"It feels like Dr. Jiang is really shining after appearing on the show!"

"Thanks to the Taohuawu production team for allowing our treasure, Dr. Jiang, to be seen by more people!"

"My internship goal is Wuwen Technology!"

"What? Did you bring tissue? I'm drooling!"

"I am a staunch supporter of Jiangzhou Fishing Fire!"

"What a coincidence! I support love at first sight!"

"Let's duel!"

"Come after class!"

"make a deal!"

……

Jiang Qing wore a simple white shirt today, with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, revealing the strong lines of his forearms.

He looked around at the dark crowd in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his hand to adjust the headset beside him.

"I haven't been here for almost two months. I almost thought I walked into the wrong classroom. It seems I'm still quite popular now."

There were bursts of laughter at the scene, and some girls shouted, "Dr. Jiang, you are very popular now, the most handsome man in the technology circle!" The laughter at the scene suddenly became several degrees higher.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic and start today's content."

Jiang Qing smiled and knocked on the podium, then gestured with his hand.

As the voice fell, the scene quickly quieted down.

In class, even though everyone knew that Jiang Qing had a good personality, they would still abide by their duties as students.

“Today we are going to talk about neural symbolic systems.”

Jiang Qing had just turned around to write on the blackboard when the classroom suddenly burst into laughter.

He turned around in confusion and found that someone had put a book called "Love Psychology" in the blackboard slot.

"Dr. Jiang!"

A boy in red clothes in the back row raised his hand.

"Can you explain how to use algorithms to analyze Meng Jie's micro-expressions when she says it's all your fault?"

"Real-life cases are more vivid."

Amidst the whistles in the room, the Weibo topic "USTC's wildest open class" instantly became a hot search.

Jiang Qing tapped the podium with chalk. He first looked around with a smile, then suddenly took out his mobile phone and clicked on a video.

When the singing clips from Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi's trailer were projected onto the big screen, the screams in the classroom almost blew the roof off.

"This video has been played over 200 million times on Weibo, but do you know what patterns are hidden in the keyword cloud of the comments?"

Amidst the silence in the room, he casually circled the frequently appearing comments such as “It sounds so good!” and “We’re one group, don’t say anything.”

“The chaotic expression of human emotions is precisely the difficulty that the symbolic system needs to overcome.”

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and many people were pondering the meaning of his words.

Jiang Qing suddenly pointed the chalk in his hand at a girl who was live streaming with her mobile phone.

"For example, right now, the number of new [wow] comments in your livestream every minute is the best research sample."

The barrage of comments in the Weibo live broadcast room is also very lively at this moment.

"Help! Why is he wiping the blackboard like he's in an idol drama?"

"I'm going to watch that chalk-twirling move 200 times after the livestream ends!"

"The boy who raised his hand just now is really good at asking questions. Come on, ask more questions!"

"Art Sees Love CP Fans Come Report!"

"Jiang Zhou Yu Huo CP fans are here!"

Amidst the frantic scrolling of live comments, a glittering golden VIP comment suddenly appeared. Lei Jun: "Mr. Jiang, would you consider launching a MOOC? Xiaomi is willing to be the exclusive sponsor."

The onlookers quickly took screenshots and forwarded them, and the entry "Lei Jun calls out to Jiang Qing" climbed to the fifth place on the hot search list within ten minutes.

There was a sudden burst of laughter in the back row of the classroom. It turned out that a student had projected this barrage of comments onto the side screen of the classroom.

“MOOCs are not under consideration for now.”

Jiang Qing leaned on the podium, glanced at the many faces present, chuckled, and raised the corners of his eyes.

"After all, there is some knowledge..."

He paused deliberately, then blinked as the room held its breath.

"I need to see you guys scratching your heads to get inspiration for teaching."

The scene was quiet for two seconds, and then bursts of dissatisfied condemnation broke out.

After forty minutes, there is a ten-minute break.

This is Jiang Qing's habit, giving everyone some time to digest.

As Jiang Qing unscrewed the thermos, several people gathered in the front row.

A girl in a JK skirt bravely handed him a postcard and stared at him with a slightly blushing face.

"Dr. Jiang, could you please write a message for me? I'd like to intern at your company."

Jiang Qing took her postcard with a smile. When the tip of her pen was hovering over it, someone in the back row suddenly shouted.

"Dr. Jiang wrote that Wuwen Technology's recruitment criteria requires that the person's appearance must be better than Zhou Ye's!"

Amidst the laughter of the entire audience, Jiang Qing tapped the boy with the tip of his pen and wrote on the postcard:
"Wuwen Technology is looking forward to fresh blood and wishes you success."

When signing, the brushstrokes suddenly changed, adding a simple sketch of a kitten with its ears pulled.

The girl took it with surprise, and there were bursts of envious shouts from all around.

"Professor Jiang!"

The boy on the edge of the crowd suddenly raised his cell phone, his face full of excitement.

"Zhou Ye responded to the classroom video on Weibo!"

Jiang Qing's eyes moved and he looked at the screen.

The girl arranging flowers on the screen had red ears and stammered, "Dr. Jiang's lectures are certainly amazing... but could you please stop sharing that singing video? I'm too embarrassed to face anyone~"

"Also, stop calling me the Domestic Entertainment Lark!"

Not to mention the students, even Jiang Qing was touched by the cuteness of this girl.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed student suddenly discovered that the words "Wuwen Technology 2018 Annual Meeting Commemoration" printed on Jiang Qing's thermos cup were exactly the peripheral souvenirs of Wuwen Technology's 2018 Annual Meeting.

The secretly filmed video instantly spread across major campus forums, and "It turns out that big guys also use twenty-yuan thermos cups" quickly became a hot topic on Douyin.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, when Jiang Qing announced the end of today's open class, the twilight outside the window had dyed half the sky red.

Suddenly a student stood up and raised his hand to ask him a question.

"Teacher, if we use a neural network to analyze your micro-expressions right now, can we detect that you want to leave work?"

Amidst the laughter in the room, Jiang Qing loosened his collar.

"I think we should analyze your brain waves..."

He suddenly imitated the popular GIF on the trending search and made a Meng Ziyi-style waving gesture.

"Are you all brushing? Why don't you ask me questions?"

Amidst warm applause, Jiang Qing grabbed his coat and walked out the door.

Just as he was about to leave the classroom, he suddenly turned around and pointed at the live broadcast equipment in the room with a playful smile.

"Remind some students: I want to see your semiotic analysis of barrage culture in my mailbox before midnight tonight."

Then, he added another sentence amid the wailing in the room.

"Excellent homework assignments may become training data for Wuwen Technology's new algorithms."

Amid the exclamations of the whole audience, Jiang Qing walked out of the classroom leisurely.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhihu's hot list was once again dominated by Jiang Qing.

"What was it like listening to Jiang Qing's lecture at USTC?" Below, a response with 3 likes read:

"When he used the Taohuawu clip as an example, I suddenly understood why the boss participated in variety shows. He is basically a walking library of academic material!"

The top ten trending searches on Weibo are still dominated by topics related to Jiang Qing:
"Jiang Qing Chalk Writing"

"On How High-Quality Males Wipe the Blackboard"

"Zhou Ye admitted to secretly watching Jiang Qing's classroom recording while recording work at a Chinese restaurant"

"Meng Ziyi appeared in Jiang Qing's classroom live broadcast room"

The top of the B station's popular video list is "Classroom Highlights", which includes a clip of Jiang Qing winking and saying, "I have to see you scratching your ears and cheeks to get teaching inspiration." The ghost video area has already produced a tuning video called "Professor Jiang's Thousand-Layered Routine".

Jiang Qing, the protagonist of the incident, was leaning on a recliner at home, reading the message sent by Meng Ziyi.

"Dr. Jiang, what have you thought about the role of Meng Yanchen? If you need help, I can fly to Luyang and provide acting assistance free of charge."

"This is a special treatment given to you as a friend."

The accompanying picture is a heart graffiti she drew on the screenshot of the trending search.

Moonlight streamed across the windowsill. Jiang Qing paused as he tapped the keyboard. "Okay" flashed across the reply box, then it was deleted. Finally, it became this sentence: "Free is often the most expensive."

A new message alert sounded.

Jiang Qing clicked on it and saw that Zhou Ye was sending an emoticon package, which was a grinning puppy.

"Jiang Qing, don't play videos of me singing in class anymore!"

"Otherwise I'll really bite you!"

The following news made Jiang Qing laugh out loud, and her angry little face already appeared in his mind.

At this moment, a new friend request suddenly popped up.

When he saw the verification message notes clearly, the smile on Jiang Qing's face gradually disappeared, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

is her.

(End of this chapter)