Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

On days without classes, time always flies by. When the weekend came, Xu Li, who had some free time, took Chen Yiran to Philadelphia for dinner.

The main reason was that Xu Li was going to treat everyone, since Manager Wang had settled the payment in advance.

Normally, for small-batch shipments that don't use letters of credit, settlement is usually made only after the truck arrives at the port. However, Manager Wang, out of consideration for Chen Yiran, said that if it were a domestic transfer, the payment could be made in advance.

For domestic car dealers, receiving the bill of lading essentially eliminates most of the risk; if problems arise, they can seek redress from the shipping company. However, Manager Wang, being quite shrewd, insisted on payment from within China to ensure that even if issues arose, they could still find a way to contact them. This not only secured their insurance but also gave Chen Yiran face.

Xu Li was very excited when he found out, and quickly asked his parents for their account information so that Manager Wang could transfer the money to his parents' account.

For Xu Li's father, who had only wanted Xu Li to get a diploma so as not to embarrass himself in front of relatives and friends, this was an unexpected bonus. He had thought it was just to broaden his son's horizons. Who would have thought that his son was a business genius?

Then, in front of relatives and friends, he started saying that Xu Li was irresponsible, didn't study properly, and insisted on doing business, easily making tens of thousands of dollars (pure exaggeration). He casually earned his tuition fees (pure bragging), leaving his father with no room to maneuver.

Then he immediately transferred $50 to his son, telling him to look at houses in New York and ask for more money if needed.

Xu Li was also very happy and took Chen Yiran to a Korean BBQ restaurant in Philadelphia.

Giwa Korean BBQ specializes in charcoal grilling, and their marinated short ribs and thick-cut pork belly are both very delicious.

To be honest, as long as the ingredients are good enough, all the so-called specialty barbecues around the world are pretty much the same and won't taste bad.

While transforming into a barbecue master, Xu Li also made casual, rambling complaints all day long.

"What have you been up to lately? You're always holed up at home, not going to class or going out to play."

"I've got a new idea while writing code, but it's proving to be a hassle."

"Sigh, you're the legendary one who's smarter and more hardworking than us, aren't you? Can't you just relax a little? You got a perfect score on the TOEFL and you're still working so hard, how are us ordinary people supposed to live?"

"I'm pretty decadent too. I only work for 2 hours a day, and spend the rest of my time watching dramas and browsing the web."

Xu Li paused in flipping the meat, glanced at him, and said, "No, how about we go out and play some ball or something?"

"I'm lazy. It's so comfortable to lie at home. Sigh, I'm helpless too. When I found out that Stanford didn't have spring recruitment, it completely messed up my plans. Now I'm so confused. Should I go straight to Delaware and transfer back, or just relax for a year and a half and wait for next fall recruitment? Anyway, I can travel around for a while."

Xu Li placed the grilled beef onto Chen Yiran's plate, saying with a hint of resentment, "It's infuriating to compare yourself to others. We're still struggling in ELI, and there's someone who doesn't have to go to class and is still saying they're feeling lost. Why don't you go on a trip around America?"

"Let's talk about it later. What's the point of traveling around the US? God invented YouTube so that we could experience the beauty of the world without leaving home. Going on a trip is a waste of life."

"Okay, okay, you're amazing, you're amazing, eat meat, eat meat."

The next few weeks passed like this, but Chen Yiran eventually started venturing out of her room.

Chen Yiran started regularly going out to meet up with people she knew on Renren before, since she was quite familiar with them in her past life.

There are many mahjong games. Basically, every weekend there are several places to play mahjong. Some play Sichuan blood battle to the end, and some play Wuhan open-ended mahjong. Xu Li relies on Jasmine's card counting and calculation to basically dominate. Even if he is unlucky, he will not lose too badly.

The card game "Three Kingdoms Kill" is especially popular. A freshman from Yunnan would gather at his house every night to play it with a group of friends. Zhang Wei, Li Tian, ​​and Kevin also frequently joined in.

It must be said that at this time, the reputation of Three Kingdoms Kill was quite good, far from the lowest-rated game in later generations.

Occasionally, when she gets tired of playing Three Kingdoms Kill, she'll switch to various board games. Also, thanks to Jasmine, Chen Yiran excels at almost all games.

Everyone else began to believe that Chen Yiran's perfect TOEFL score was purely due to talent, and that their poor grades were not due to a lack of effort, but mainly due to their parents' problems.

But without fail, every day I have to work in front of the computer for several hours.

It was indeed a huge project, and Jasmine often made mistakes. She learned, did, and experimented on many things at the same time.

However, the progress is quite good. In Jasmine's words, they have now progressed to writing the Abstract Syntax Tree (AST) and building the symbol table in real time to achieve cross-file jumps and accurate completion.

Chen Yiran seemed to be slowly losing her sense of time, until one Saturday noon.

Chen Yiran, who was eating, heard a loud bang. After carefully sensing it, he realized it didn't sound like a gunshot.

"Jasmine, I don't remember any shooting incidents in Delaware in my past life. It's impossible that the butterfly effect would be so big after I was reborn."

The butterfly effect is quite possible. For example, a Chinese student who consistently performs poorly academically might hear about a perfect TOEFL score and then buy a gun to take revenge on society. Guns are very easy to buy in the US; there were gun shops near Temple University on the road we took to Philadelphia. Perhaps in your past life, you saw that post on Renren.com.

However, this was probably not a shooting, but a major car accident. [In my past life, I lived in the Alphabet Building and heard the noise, but I didn't come to investigate because it was too far; I only heard about it later from others.]

Ah, it was that car accident. Chen Yiran quickly put on a coat and went out.

His balcony didn't face the intersection, so he couldn't see the specific details of the accident.

Not long after going downstairs, they saw Xu Lilin, Xiuxiu, and Liu Ya also walking towards the intersection, so the four of them simply walked together to the intersection.

There was a motorcycle wedged under a black SUV, completely deformed. The person on the motorcycle appeared to have crashed through the rear door window, completely warping the rear door. The door was deformed, and the person was even worse, twisted and contorted.

A female driver got out of the black SUV. She didn't seem to be injured, but she was crying uncontrollably.

Several motorcycles slowly drove by in front and behind, presumably friends of the rider who had the accident.

Some people were jumping around and patting the ground, while others stood there blankly, at a loss.

Has anyone called 911?

"My English is terrible, how do I say it? Oh, Chen Yiran is over there, Boss Chen, hurry up and call the police!"

Because Xu Li always called Chen Yiran "Boss Chen," others, though unaware of the reason, now also generally call him "Boss Chen."

Chen Yiran didn't refuse. Although she felt that someone should have called by now, she still dialed 911 and explained the situation.

Xu Li said from the side, "Oh no, oh no, if this person isn't moving, how can he still be alive?"

A Chinese student nearby chimed in, "What are you thinking? That was a really loud crash, he's definitely not going to make it."

"That's terrible, I still can't ride a motorcycle. By the way, didn't a new Chinese person buy a motorcycle, a white one? I saw it before."

"No, no, that's a Korean."

"Did anyone see how the crash happened? Whose fault is it?"

"I saw it! I saw it! I was right on the balcony. The black car was making a normal left turn, and the motorcycle was probably quite far away, but it was going too fast. Normally, it wouldn't have hit the motorcycle; the motorcycle would have had to go around it from behind. But the black car must have suddenly noticed a speeding motorcycle coming and panicked, slamming on the brakes."

Then, the motorcycle couldn't go around it. Don't look at the current location; the impact was so severe that it spun the car around. The SUV was originally turning left.

Then came another round of chattering and discussion.

Chen Yiran felt that there were more and more familiar Chinese words in his ears. He looked up and exclaimed, "Wow!"

The commotion spread like wildfire, and within ten minutes, over two hundred people had gathered at the intersection. Some were wearing pajamas, some were wearing slippers, some were carrying instant noodles, and some were even walking dogs.

As expected, Chinese people love to gossip, especially in this small village where life is so boring every day.

The police cars and ambulances arrived fairly quickly, within minutes. A fire truck also came; they needed to deal with the vehicles, as they all seemed to be stuck together.

The knight was indeed covered with a white sheet, and his friends all looked devastated.

After the cars had all left, the Chinese students who had been watching began to disperse, walking and chatting in twos and threes, discussing who had arrived first, how fast the motorcycles had been going, and whether the female driver would be held responsible.

Chen Yiran greeted a bunch of acquaintances and went home.

Then I glanced at the calendar.

Yes, I remember that, and finals are in two weeks.

He also has a housing issue, because he started living in this unit, which was booked with the school's help. He only signed a one-semester lease, which is only two months at ELI.

After that, I'll have to sign a formal rental contract myself, either for a year or six months, but given my current situation...

Are we going to have to stay in Delaware for a whole year?

Wait a minute, I don't need to go to class anymore, so it doesn't matter where I live.

This wretched place doesn't even have a BCD tofu shop, and you can't even find a place to eat fried noodles with soybean paste.

We have to move, but we have to wait until we buy a dog on March 3th before we can move.