Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

Since joining prime, Du Ruo's abilities have grown by leaps and bounds.

In the dormitory that day, she saw Qiu Yuchen's homework and discussed it with her casually.

Qiu Yuchen was shocked: "How do you know?"

Du Ruo: "Why teach me."

There are too many masters in various disciplines on the team, and each can be her teacher.

The others didn't say it, Jingming alone was enough for her to dig for a long time.

It was during this time working with him that she really understood the meaning of the word "genius". He understands and is proficient in various disciplines related to robotics, and his ideas are still wild, and he can always provide breakthrough points for people in all groups. He is also well-positioned in the areas of intersection between several groups.

Because the signal output of the sensing system and the signal reception of the control system need to be connected, Du Ruo had to deal with Jing Ming almost every day to discuss the signal form. His points often made her suddenly open.

But she is not just unable to enter.

At the end of the month, she brought an improved version of the induction system to Jingming to hand in her homework: "Boss, the induction system has successfully lost weight."

At that time, Jingming was sitting in front of the computer, busy with program docking, and casually said "OK" without even looking at her.

Du Ruo stood still at the table.

Jing Ming noticed, looked up, looked at her for a long while, and asked, "Want to praise?"

"No. It's such a simple matter that you don't need to praise it." She pulled the chair over and sat down, her eyes brightened. "But I have a new idea and I want to report to the organization."

He tickled the corners of his lips very lightly, not paying much attention, and looked at the screen: "What's the idea?"

"I want to add an induction program inside." Du Ruowei lay beside the table and said, "If you sense a competitor in front, side forward, or next to you, the vehicle will try to speed up the pursuit. Of course, it will be difficult to speed too fast Control, you can control this chasing process in tens of seconds. How about? "

At this moment, Jing Ming turned her head to look at her: "Yes."

Du Ruoxin said, "Do you need to report to the group for discussion?"

"No. Approve it." Jing Ming said, very indifferent tone, "just add a program to it." At the end, he said, "We wanted to add some artificial intelligence to the racing brain to make it a little autonomous. . The situation you raised is one of them. "

Du Ruo knew.

Prime's initial goal was not only to develop self-driving cars, but also to give advanced artificial intelligence to the car's brain.

She was looking forward to the day when the car was built.

Thinking so, she couldn't help but look at him more.

He looked again: "What are you looking at?"

"Why do you know anything?"

"What does it mean?"

"You know the control, you know the machinery, you know the computer. When did you learn?" She asked.

Jing Ming: "Maybe you learned it in your politics class."

Du Ruo: "..."

She immediately fell down, gave him a white look, and stood up.

He laughed and reached for her: "I'm kidding!"

This hand was originally intended to stop her arm, but accidentally grabbed her hand.

The boy's hot fingers scratched in her palm, and her heart trembled.

He also stomped. The girl's hands were small, soft, and a little cold, but her palm was sweaty due to the heat.

He let go at once, and she quickly withdrew her hand, and she returned to her seat, as if nothing had happened.

I wonder if it was because she was sitting by the window and the big summer sun came in, making her back hot and itchy.

The central air conditioner is obviously on.

She got up and closed the curtains, folded it with A4 paper and fanned it for a while.

Looking further in Jingming's direction, the lab's mobile whiteboard blocked half of his face, only his red lips and handsome chin were visible, and the boy's broad shoulders stiffened the white shirt.

Gaze up, a cool driverless car design concept map on the whiteboard.

She stared at the car for a long time. Soon after, the car would come down from the drawing paper and become a real thing.

Thinking of it, she couldn't help bending her lips.

At the beginning of July, all the equipment parts of the induction system, control system, and execution system were prepared, and a series of infrastructure such as logistics, bearings, chassis, and tires were purchased. The school ’s cooperative car company ’s production workshop and senior automotive engineers also contacted In place.

Since then, Jing Ming has been standing in a spotless car workshop, explaining, coordinating, discussing, and loading cars with engineers.

Loading is extremely demanding.

In the prime, only Jingming Li Weihe Wang and Zhu Tao participated in the four, and the remaining 20 were all professional automotive engineers.

Du Ruo failed to enter the workshop, but looked through the glass window once or twice.

For the first time, the car had only a large chassis with various equipment components in order, and red and white pipeline lines connected to it. The vehicle was lifted into the air by six metal columns that could be raised and lowered, looking at a large pallet full of parts.

The second time I saw it, the car became richer and larger, the shape came out, the body support was also available, the internal structure was partially hidden, but the front cover and tail plates were not installed, and the tires were hung loosely. Like a peeled robot.

Jing Ming did not notice Du Ruo outside twice. Like other staff, he wore blue overalls, either analyzing drawings or assembling details.

Once, Li Wei passed the corridor and was going to enter the workshop. When he saw Du Ruo, he asked, "Are you looking for Jingming?"

Du Ruoyi hesitated: "No, I'll just take a look at it and leave immediately. Come on."

After speaking, they ran away.

I haven't been there since. Because the final exam week is back.

Du Ruo returned to school, and devoted himself to his daily study.

Until a week later,

That night, she was reviewing late, and it was eleven o'clock when she came out of the library.

In early July, Beijing was already very hot.

Although it was late at night, there was no breeze. Fortunately, the school is lined with trees, but it will not be too hot.

Du Ruo walked slowly carrying his schoolbag, sometimes wiping the sweat from his mouth, wondering what happened to Jing Ming.

In the past month or so, I struggled together every day, but now I suddenly feel relaxed and a bit uncomfortable.

She wondered how the car was assembled.

It's been almost a week.

She thought, taking a deep breath and looking at the sky. The branches are lush, and the summer night sky is strewn with dim city lights.

She walked all the way back to the dormitory,

Just a few meters away from the door, stop.

Jing Ming stood under a big poplar tree and looked at her, with a faint smile on his lips.

As soon as she was happy, she ran over: "How come you out? The car is ready?"

"Ah," he tickled his lips, the smile in his eyes was a little bit, with a hint of youthfulness, "Want to see?"

"right now?"

"Yes, now."

"Let's go. Immediately!"

...

At 12 o'clock in the night, Jingming's silver sports car went into the depot, drove into the yard outside the artificial workshop, and stopped.

The surroundings are quiet, and the little insects on the summer night scream in the grass.

Entering the artificial workshop, the corridor was quiet and the lights were bright.

Because at night, the windows of the workshops on both sides of the corridor were blinded, and the inside could not be seen clearly.

Jing Ming walked to the door of a workshop, opened the door with the key, and patted the switch on the wall.

Countless fluorescent lamps light up, and the silver-grey-dominated workshop is as bright as daylight. There are several computer desks and desks in the corner, and there is nothing on the lifting column on the side. It was replaced by a car in the middle of an empty workshop, covered with silver-gray draped fabric, and integrated with the surrounding cold environment.

The cloth was soft and smooth, and the shape of the car and wheels was looming against the short racing car, like a beauty waiting to be unveiled.

Needle drop can be heard.

Du Ruo was nervous when he heard his heart beating, looking at Jingming: "Is this her?"

"Yes."

"is her."

The teenager said, walked over, turned and faced her, a smile fluttered from the corner of his mouth, pulled up the corner of the silver fabric, and raised his arm.

With a bang, the silver cloth flew up, and a bright red car with white and blue stripes appeared.

Low, streamlined body, flamboyant four wheels, white, blue, and red design spray paint on the body, shiny, cool and explosive!

Du Ruo screamed, rushed forward, couldn't help but reach out to touch, and was afraid of sticking fingerprints to its smooth shell.

So beautiful!

The case was silky silky under the light, like a peerless beauty.

"Too beautiful! Too beautiful, so perfect!" She was so surprised that she could only repeat these two sentences.

"Yes, it's beautiful." He sighed.

"It's almost there." Jing Ming pulled a paint spray gun over, walked to the car, pointed his chin behind him, "Come here."

Du Ruo ran behind him.

With a spray head in his hand, he took a step back, looked at the car from left to right, and thought about it. He took a step forward and slammed the spray gun.

His arm stroked a few times in the air, and a dash of white English letters jumped on the body:

"Primeno.1"

Prime's first large commercial robot: prime1.

Du Ruo clenched his fists with both hands and jumped wildly: "When will the team test drive? Tomorrow? What if I can't sleep tonight?"

"Want to try now?" Jing Ming looked at her, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"Now?" Du Ruo looked at the desks, computers, consoles, elevators around him. "This is in the workshop."

Jing Ming took out the car key from his pocket and tossed her lightly: "Go and play, it's my fault."

Du Ruo took the key he had thrown, and his temperature was still on the metal plate.

It was ridiculous to drive a car in the office, but when he said yes, she felt fine.

She opened the door and sat in. The car had only one seat, and it was short and narrow. She was almost half-lying and stuck, not too far from the ground.

Jing Ming stood aside and looked down at her: "The seat can be adjusted."

He leaned down and fell in front of her, almost holding her in his arms, slowly adjusting the buttons under the seat.

Du Ruo was enveloped by him for a moment, and it was the faint fragrance, and the boy's angular jaw was close to her eyes. She sat a little stiffly in her seat, trying to lean back against the seat back.

She didn't know that at such a short distance, her unconsciously hot breath sprayed hotly on his neck.

Late at night, quiet in the silver workshop.

He dialed the button, the seat suddenly leaned forward, and Du Ruo slammed forward, the man flung into his arms, his lips hit his ears.

The boys' ears are cool, soft and soft.

Du Ruo's eyes widened and he didn't turn his head at once, rubbing his cheek against his chin.

She could feel a violent heartbeat with her fingertips pinching the key.

As for the perpetrator, he turned to look at her and yelled, "Oh, sorry. The range was not well controlled."

A person had stood up, her tall figure blocking the light above her head.

Du Ruo swallowed his throat, and when nothing happened, he moved in his seat and said, "Well, it's just adjusted."

Jing Ming: "I feel just right."

Du Ruo: "..."

Why do you think it means something. Must be thinking too much.

"Have fun." Jing Ming leaned down again, closed the door for her, and set aside herself.

After Prime added the seat, it has made two sets of starting systems, one is the AI ​​intelligence during the race, and the other is the key assisted opening.

Du Ruo grasped the key, inserted it into the hole, took a deep breath, and twisted slightly.

The car speeded up instantly, sprinting in a few seconds, and rushed towards the silver lifting pole opposite.

Du Ruo was not mentally prepared and screamed, "Ah !!!"

But in the next second, when the car rushed a few meters away from the pillar, it suddenly stopped. Du Ruo leaned forward and the heart that had bounced out had not yet recovered. The car suddenly turned sharply, rushing towards the desk, suddenly stopped halfway, turned again, and rushed towards the distant wall.

When reciprocating in this way, while accelerating the impact, it senses an obstacle and quickly changes direction.

Du Ruo quickly changed from fright to habit, just like driving a bumper car!

The red car "hit" everywhere in the silver workshop, but hit an invisible air wall a few meters before the obstacle.

"It's so exciting! Have fun!" She swayed in the car and screamed while laughing.

Jing Ming stood by the wall watching with a pocket in her pocket, and couldn't see her people. She only heard her laughter wow, it came from inside his robot.

He raised an eyebrow, pulled his foot toward the center of the workshop, and stood behind the side of the car.

Du Ruo sat in the car, watched the car crash through the narrow glass, turned, then crashed, and then turned—Jingming!

The car rushed towards him at a high speed, and she was pale and frightened: "Get away!"

He stuck in his pockets, raised his eyebrows slightly, and fled.

She grabbed the key in a hurry, and just about to turn it, the car stopped before him. She quickly turned the key and the car stopped completely.

She was sweating cold, and her heart was scaring: "You're crazy!"

He was a little happy, taunting: "Are you stupid? Can you hit me? Infrared, biological information sensors, but you are responsible."

Du Ruo opened the door, leaned out before getting out of the car, and slammed the key on him.

He reached out and fished in the air. Oh, it hurts.

"The strength is not small." Jing Ming hissed and shook his red hand. "Also, you have been climbing trees and moving stones since childhood."

Du Ruo gave him a vicious white look. He used to clean the racing hood, and his back was angry.

He followed her and sneered: "This is scary? Why? Afraid to hit me?"

"Crap! I'm a murderer when you die!" Du Ruo said with a ruffled silver car cloth, "It's a big loss."

Jing Ming helped her pull the other corner of the long cloth: "The murderer is not you. It is her."

Du Ruo hesitated and looked at the quiet car.

Just now she was sitting in the car and did nothing. There was no external accelerator, steering wheel and brakes in the car, all relying on the robot brain in the body.

Primeno.1, she is a living creature.

The idea inexplicably made her feel a coolness in her back.

The two covered the car cloth together, the warm red disappeared, and the world returned to a calm silver gray.

Jing Ming saw her frowning: "What?"

Du Ruo frowned: "If one day there is a large-scale promotion of driverless cars, will there be no safety issues?"

Jing Ming smiled and said, "Last year, there were more than 250,000 traffic accidents in the country, and the number of deaths was 60,000 to 70,000."

"..." Du Ruo said, "It's a shame you didn't join the debate society."

Jing Ming hehe, disdain: "debate such low-level things."

"Well, I'm the Wife of the Debate Society."

"I know."

"..."

She whispered, "Go to death."

"I can hear."

"I know."

"..."

Turn off the lights and walk out of the workshop.

In the yard, the moon was shining, and the worm was already asleep, quietly.

When Du Ruo got on the car, took the co-pilot, and fastened his seat belt, what suddenly came to mind: "I was the first to test the car? What should I do if something goes wrong, you are so confident?"

Jing Ming started the sports car with a bang:

"Are you stupid? I tried this car early in the yard, otherwise I could get you in?"