Volume 1 The Legend of the Centipede Chapter 41 Big Data Analysis

"I was so tired last night. That's why ......" Murong Feimeng lowered his head.

"Okay, don't explain, it's not terrible to make mistakes, the key is that you still make excuses for yourself. Ju Qing crossed her arms over her chest and twisted her head to the side.

Murong Feimeng actually wanted to explain, but Ju Qing said so, and Murong Feimeng didn't know what to say, so he had to mumble in a low voice: "Didn't the rehearsal start tomorrow night?

"What are you talking about? Do you know that the time has changed, tomorrow night will officially start, and the school will no longer agree to arrange rehearsals, what do you say?" Ju Qing took out a temporary notice and slapped it heavily on the table.

Only then did Murong Feimeng realize the seriousness of the matter.

At this time, Li Nanxian, the king of trouble, came over again, and it turned out that Li Nanxian had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people not far away.

"Murong Feimeng, how is it? The horse's fart slapped on the horse's leg, right?" Li Nanxian lowered his voice and said to Murong Feimeng, "Ju Qing, you shouldn't give this thing to Murong Feimeng, I don't think he can do it." Li Nanxian followed Ju Qing's words and went down.

"If you don't give it to Murong Feimeng, will it be given to you?" Ju Qing was already annoyed in her heart, but there was one that made her even more annoying, the small volcano in Ju Qing's heart was about to erupt.

"Hey, Ju Qing, don't say it, maybe I did a better job than Murong Feimeng, at least I won't break my promise, right?" Li Nanxian smiled and glanced at Murong Feimeng again.

"Okay, you Li Nanxian, take advantage of people's danger, right. Murong Feimeng thought to himself, okay, let's sing you a duet.

"Ju Qing, give me two lessons, and I will be able to finish reading and correcting these. Murong Feimeng assured Ju Qing.

"Is that just you?okay?, don't blink your tongue in the wind anymore. Li Nanxian picked up those materials, they are indeed thick enough, and at his own speed, it is estimated that he will not be able to finish reading the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue, Murong Feimeng?

"You ......" Ju Qing turned his head and looked at Murong Feimeng, there was firmness and apology in his eyes. "Okay, it's fine. Ju Qing actually wanted Li Nanxian to leave and discuss it with Murong Feimeng.

"Look, what's going on? People don't want you to get it, people don't believe you. "Li Nanxian was overjoyed in his heart, hehe, there is a gap between the two of you, and I will insert a foot from the middle, which can not only teach Murong Feimeng a lesson, but also get Ju Qing, killing two birds with one stone.

However, Li Nanxian's magical brain circuit really shocked Ju Qing. "Li Nanxian, do you have a hole in your brain?" Ju Qing scolded.

"Ju Qing, I'm ......" Li Nanxian was completely confused, and the person who knew the times was Junjie, and hurriedly returned to his seat.

At this time, the teacher also came in. Murong Feimeng had no choice but to sit down and listen to the lecture, putting aside the materials in advance, but his heart was like grass growing in his heart, and he couldn't listen to the lectures, and he always thought about the materials.

So, without doing anything, Murong Feimeng simply took out the materials in class, took a book in front of him, and revised the materials below. Seeing this scene, Ju Qing hurriedly poked Murong Feimeng with his elbow: "Oh, don't do it in class, when can't you do it." ”

Murong Feimeng looked at Ju Qing and immediately put it away, but he was still thinking about it in his heart.

Until noon, whether it was between classes or in class, Ju Qing did not say a word to Murong Feimeng.

At noon, everyone went to eat, and Ju Qing was no exception.

Murong Feimeng wanted to take advantage of this time to finish reading the information, but this short few tens of minutes was not enough at all, and it would take an hour and a half to say the least.

"Firefly, do you have the ability to quickly organize and modify materials?" Murong Feimeng felt that since Firefly was an intelligent machine, this kind of function should be there. "Absolutely. Fireflies said.

"Then help me. Murong Feimeng was very excited when he heard this.

"Master, then how do you want to change it, although I have such an ability, but after all, I am a program, and I can only modify it according to the instructions, and I can't modify some of the fragments that seem human to you. Fireflies spoke out about their own shortcomings in this area.

"Well, that's a real problem, and it seems that AI is not omnipotent. Murong Feimeng nodded, thinking of other more effective methods.

"Hey, there it is. A good idea flashed in Murong Feimeng's mind.

"Firefly, do you have a powerful data calculation function?" asked Murong Feimeng. "Yes, master. Firefly replied.

"That's it, I think, you record and organize, in fact, the main reason why people are sometimes not efficient is not limited thinking, but the efficiency of recording and sorting is too low, yes, that's all. ”

"Okay, master, look at me. Firefly said and turned on the intelligent mode and big data analysis mode.

Then, the words on the information in front of Murong Feimeng's eyes flew up, circling in his mind, and if he needed to modify, the fireflies would take it and process it according to Murong Feimeng's meaning, and if he didn't need it, skip it directly.

Sure enough, Murong Feimeng used this method, and within 20 minutes, he read all the information that Ju Qing gave him and revised it according to his own ideas.

Murong Feimeng closed the cap of the pen with a "click", held the information in his hand, as if he was watching a work of art, nodded, and his satisfied expression was overflowing.

Then, with his hands crossed behind his head, he looked comfortable and thought: I'm finally done. Although he didn't eat, Murong Feimeng was still very satisfied.

At this time, Ju Qing also came back from eating at the restaurant. "Ju Qing, give it, I'm done with it. Murong Feimeng handed over the information to Ju Qing.

"Finished changing?" Ju Qing's mouth was so shocked that she was about to stuff an egg, how could it be? "Wow, Murong Feimeng, you're too powerful. Ju Qing couldn't help but praise, it seems that Murong Feimeng is really concerned about this matter, and he will definitely not be able to do it if he wants to be an ordinary person.

"I'll just say, what I Murong Feimeng said will definitely count. Murong Feimeng saw Ju Qing's happy appearance, and he smiled himself.

"Give. Ju Qing pulled out a brown paper bag from behind her back. "What?" Murong Feimeng took it suspiciously, "Whew, it's so hot." ”

"What is this?" Murong Feimeng almost threw it out because it was too hot.

"The food I brought you, I know you will definitely use the noon time to work, and you will definitely not eat, so I brought it to you, don't eat?" Ju Qing smiled.

Murong Feimeng thought to himself: "I didn't expect Ju Qing to think quite thoughtfully. ”

"Eat, of course. Starve me to death. Murong Feimeng opened the paper bag, and a smell of roasted wheat came out, "I'll go, it's so fragrant." "Murong Feimeng's smell alone makes people appetite.

Grab one, fill it in your mouth, and get your mouth full of oil. "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious. Murong Feimeng ate several times in a row and applauded again and again.

"Ahem, ahem. "Murong Feimeng ate too quickly, and choked on it.

"Haha, look at you, and no one is robbing you. Ju Qing laughed and hurriedly patted Murong Feimeng on the back.

This shows that this siu mai is not only delicious, but also has a special taste. Murong Feimeng deliberately didn't say what this special taste meant.

"What is the special taste?" Ju Qing was puzzled, could it be that there was any special taste of the roasted wheat, why didn't he eat it?

"Come here, I'll tell you. Murong Feimeng motioned to Ju Qing to move his ears over, but Ju Qing was very obedient and moved his ears to Murong Feimeng's mouth, and Murong Feimeng said softly: "I won't tell you." ”

"You ......" Ju Qing heard this sentence and wanted to hit Murong Feimeng angrily.

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding. Murong Feimeng hurriedly said.

"Alright, let's eat, the teacher should be here in a moment. Ju Qing said and began to look at the information again, thinking: "With these materials, the drama performance will definitely be successful." ”

When it was time to get out of school in the afternoon, Ju Qing stopped Li Nanxian, who was leaving, this was the first time in the world, which flattered our Li Dashao.

"Could it be that Ju Qing wants to open it? or does he know where his charm lies? Or what?" All unrealistic thoughts began to flood in Li Nanxian's mind again.

"Ju Qing, what's the matter, want to open it?" asked Li Nanxian with a wicked smile.

"Oh yes! I'm calling you to the rehearsal. Ju Qing had already seen through Li Nanxian's ghost thoughts, but she was afraid that Murong Feimeng would call Li Nanxian, the relationship between the two would not be good, and it would be even more difficult to gain if there were some contradictions.

The actors who participated in the drama all came to the training venue that Li Nanxian originally found.

"Ju Qing, I think, no matter what, let's do it first and see the effect. Murong Feimeng suggested to Ju Qing, because now no one knows what the final product will look like, although it has been practiced before, but it is all performed in each segment, and the middle is not coherent.

"But time is precious, I'm afraid. Ju Qing was a little worried about time.

"I agree with Ju Qing. Murong Feimeng, Ju Qing is the chief director, what are you fooling in?" Li Nanxian actually didn't understand anything about it, he knew that it would be okay to please Ju Qing and belittle Murong Feimeng.

"Murong Feimeng can't say that everyone here has the opportunity to express their opinions. Ju Qing retorted.

"Good, good. Li Nanxian was helpless, he was a fart slapped on the horse's leg.

"Let's do what Murong Feimeng thinks. Ju Qing considered many factors and finally decided to adopt Murong Feimeng's plan.

Everyone started to put on makeup and change clothes, and they were ready to start rehearsals.