The deadline agreed upon by Meng Fanqi and Li Yanhong was not actually short, about two weeks.

However, if he wanted to improve the code handover, it always seemed insufficient.

Meng Fanqi was somewhat unfamiliar with the platform and tools during this period. Although his vision and overall understanding exceeded the era by several years, there were still many small issues when it came to the specific implementation.

Originally, these codes were only meant to quickly obtain experimental results, and they lacked in aesthetics, readability, and performance optimization.

Moreover, Meng Fanqi had never planned to directly communicate with a big company like Baidu so early on and exchange technology and code.

In the end, he underestimated Li Yanhong's attention in this regard. Even when AI was not yet popular, Li Yanhong personally came for a face-to-face discussion with just one phone call.

Fortunately, his current identity was quite convenient. People usually wouldn't expect a university student majoring in a non-computer field to adhere to the coding standards of a senior engineer.

He had already released several groundbreaking algorithm ideas, which was already astonishing. If his code was as skilled as a ten-year veteran programmer, it would probably lead imaginative people to suspect that he was a reborn individual.

After being busy for about ten days, Meng Fanqi finally optimized the code as a whole.

With some free time again, Meng Fanqi turned his attention to Han Ci.

Since the last time she got entangled with him, she had been silent.

She said she wanted to focus on her residual algorithm concept for DreamNet, but for some reason, she added him on WeChat without asking any questions, as if she had disappeared from the world.

"Are you there? Are you there? Have you finished writing the theoretical proof? Have you started writing the paper? Have you made the PPT?"

He bombarded her with these soul-searching questions all at once. Han Ci, who was desperately trying to finish writing her paper due to the tight time limit, angrily threw her phone onto the bed after reading the messages.

This was the most infuriating situation. It wasn't about being tormented by someone, but rather willingly choosing a path of torment.

She willingly took the bait, just like Jiang Taigong fishing. She had no room to argue.

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Now, the end of the month was approaching, and there were less than two weeks left to truly showcase her theory in front of the world's top universities and institutions.

For Han Ci, this was an unprecedented challenge. And her paper... she had only written one-third of it.

Han Ci suddenly felt that the more she interacted with Meng Fanqi, the more uncertainty and uncontrollability there was in her life.

Her life rhythm was always disrupted, catching her off guard, but the results were still what she wanted.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Han Ci screamed and completely messed up her already messy hair.

Her emotions finally calmed down a bit.

"It's easy for you to talk. If you can, why don't you write it yourself!" Han Ci lay down on the bed, angrily replied to the message, and followed it with three angry emojis.

As soon as she sent the message, Han Ci immediately regretted it. It might be an effective move for most people in most situations. It would force the other person to temporarily avoid confrontation.

But this guy was completely different. He had extraordinary talent, and writing papers and conducting experiments were as easy as drinking soup for him.

During their last meeting, when they were tired of talking, he took out a stack of paper from his bag, about a hundred pages.

All of them were research results from the past few years.

Han Ci was stunned at the time. Many graduate students would spend one or two months carefully reading a paper. Most other articles would only be skimmed through to understand the summary and conclusion, without reading them in detail.

Reading ten or twenty papers, there would be about one that was worth studying in great detail.

Therefore, it was considered diligent for an ordinary master's or doctoral student to have about ten articles that they had studied word by word, memorized, and even reproduced themselves in half a year.

But he had written a bunch of papers himself, and the key point was that they were all dry, full of valuable information. Even an outsider like her could see how impressive they were.

"I asked you after I finished writing it." Meng Fanqi didn't realize anything strange and replied as if it was only natural. What was wrong with this girl? "I always have higher standards for myself than others!"

"Why did it take you so long to write half a paper?" Meng Fanqi continued. "If it's really not possible, just make a PPT to bluff people."

In December's conference, it didn't require a full paper presentation. Han Ci's task was only equivalent to half a paper.

As long as she prepared the main internal connections and formula derivations, wrote the core theoretical part, and gave a glimpse of possible research directions, it would be enough.

In the end, the presentation would be in the form of a PPT, focusing on showcasing and exchanging ideas. The conference wouldn't include the articles. The specific finished articles could be adjusted and supplemented after the exchange, and then submitted for publication.

"I'm so annoyed! So annoyed!" Han Ci stopped typing and simply picked up her phone, opened the voice message, and started ranting.

It was all emotions, abandoning logic.

??????

What's going on? Meng Fanqi stared at his phone in confusion, not understanding what had happened.

It was just over ten days before they were supposed to leave. Everyone had already obtained their visas. He just wanted to ask about the other person's preparations, so why was there such a big reaction?"Oh, I see." Meng Fanqi felt enlightened, as they say, there are always a few days each month.

It must be due to physiological reasons that such a quiet little girl becomes so irritable, spouting harsh words.

That would make sense.

"Get some rest early, drink more hot water." With this thought, Meng Fanqi decided not to take her bad attitude to heart, but to respond with kindness.

Eight words, warming her whole day!

On the other side of the phone, Han Ci was punching the air. But venting her emotions didn't solve the problem.

She wanted to use mathematical concepts to explain the breakthroughs in deep learning algorithms, which inevitably required her to be familiar with and able to explain, even predict, some common experimental phenomena.

To analyze, familiarize, and summarize these phenomena, a considerable amount of experimental results are needed for inference. But Han Ci had no way to find these experimental results.

Usually, it would be enough to analyze the experimental parts of a few important papers. Unfortunately, the residual network has not been published yet, and its experimental results are exclusively held by Meng Fanqi.

Han Ci had already prepared the abstract and related literature parts, and she was good at formula inference, but she was missing a big part of understanding the experimental phenomena.

And the AI field is extremely focused on experimental results. If she only presented the formula for residuals, the content would seem too thin.

"Damn it." Han Ci didn't like this feeling of losing control. Han Ci had been avoiding him for several days, but in the end, she still had to find him. There was no other way to finish the paper.