Chapter 2115 Are you talking about Nima
But there was no way, Fu Zhendong could only be patient, and said with a smile: "Chen Bu, actually Goudan is not a person's name, he is just an adjective."
"Similar, modal particles..."
Chen Qiangsheng: "!@￥%......"
For some reason, at this moment, there was a wave of anger slowly surging in Chen Qiangsheng's heart.
It seems that it will explode in the next second.
Goudan is not a person's name, but a modal particle.
hehehe...
You are talking about Nima!
After glaring at Fu Zhendong viciously, Chen Qiangsheng said sharply, "Next time, we're all educated people. It's okay to use some modal particles. Don't talk about shit!"
Fu Zhendong: "..."
Emmmm, it turned out to be his fault.
To be honest, Fu Zhendong was a little speechless.
"Ahem..." Seeing Fu Zhendong's speechless expression, Chen Qiangsheng coughed triumphantly, and then said again: "Really, Fu Yuan, Qin Luo didn't tell you anything before the incident?"
Say?
say what?
Say shit!Uh, if you can’t say a dog’s egg, then say a duck’s egg!
Before that, he never even thought that Qin Luo would come to such a show.
"Chen Bu, you know what happened before that. Qin Luo spends all day in the Yanjing Aerospace R&D Center. He is so focused on the rocket that he doesn't have the energy to study convolutional neural networks. !"
"As far as I am guessing, the topic of convolutional neural network is very likely that Qin Luo temporarily thought of convolutional neural network when facing pressure from Czech Brown and others."
"I can assure you, Qin Luo doesn't have any plans..." Fu Zhendong said slowly.
No plan, impromptu idea?
hehehe...
Hearing Fu Zhendong's words, Chen Qiangsheng's feet trembled suddenly. He had quick eyesight and quick hands, and held the handle on the side to stabilize his figure.
"You said Qin Luo wasn't prepared at all?" Chen Qiangsheng stared at Fu Zhendong with his eyes wide open.
"Uh... I didn't say nothing at all, what I mean is that Qin Luo has a high probability that he has no plan..." Fu Zhendong said.
Chen Qiangsheng: "I! @￥%..."
There is a high probability that there is no preparation and no preparation at all. What is the difference between this motherfucker?
Forgive Chen Qiangsheng for not reading enough, he really couldn't figure it out.
"What the hell is this!" Chen Qiangsheng sighed and said helplessly.
At this moment, there was a little despair in his heart.
He suddenly felt that the probability of Qin Luo winning the Turing Award this time is not high...
After all, others are fully prepared, but Qin Luo just improvised...
Ha ha……
"Alas..." Hearing Chen Qiangsheng's slightly desperate words, the corners of Fu Zhendong's mouth twitched.
He turned his head to watch the TV, and watched Qin Luo in the speaking seat talking eloquently, the corners of Fu Zhendong's mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Chen Bu, let's talk about it after a while..." Fu Zhendong sighed.
They can't do anything now, the only thing they can do is to pray silently in their hearts, praying for a miracle to happen.
1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...
For several minutes, the entire room was silent.
Of course, the reasons for everyone's obscurity are not the same.
Chen Qiangsheng couldn't speak, but Fu Zhendong didn't want to speak.
And the crowd of melon-eating audience around are afraid to speak?
say?
What if one accidentally touches Chen Qiangsheng's mold?