The afternoon exam was of course hand-in-hand, and Li Yifan enjoyed the treatment of handing in the papers an hour early for the first time, striding out of the classroom with his head held high and in the surprised eyes of his classmates.

"Hmph, boss, you have a long way to go, if you don't want to die again in 2010!" Chick reminded him.

"Isn't there still 10 years?" Li Yifan said, and after speaking, he suddenly said: "I found that I can't let Lin Xiaojing see her first love first!"

"Hmph, logically speaking, Lin Xiaojing has affected you, and you have also affected her, if you don't go to her in the future, she may still appear in your world for some reason. Or, if you go to her now, she still has the probability of seeing her first love in her previous life. Because it is that person who has changed Lin Xiaojing the most, not you, although she has only been with that person for more than a year. So if you don't want what 'was' happened to her again, you should change her greatly and change her life beyond recognition. The chick analyzed.

"Probability fatalism is a wonderful thing!" said the chick again.

"Fate, hmph, I'll see what kind of fate it is, this little slut!" Li Yifan said with a smile.

He suddenly found that after being reborn, his resentment towards Lin Xiaojing was not as deep as in his previous life!

"Boss, your mindset has changed!" said the chick.

Li Yifan was stunned!

Why, why is that?

He asked himself repeatedly.

"Because she's not as important to you as she used to be. The little girl said: "Your vision is broadened, in your eyes, the world is no longer just Lin Xiaojing, hehe." ”

Li Yifan walked through the campus like a walking corpse and muttered: "The heart is changing in an instant!"

"Hmph, why don't you put your mind on visiting this ten-year-old campus?" chick reassured.

Li Yifan raised his head and looked at the dusty playground not far away, where two teams of people were fighting.

In his previous life, he was a typical otaku, although he would go to work in the unit, but he rarely went out during the holidays, just accompanied by a computer, reading novels, and chatting.

"Is this body going to be exercised?" Li Yifan patted his chest and said.

"I've got you covered, just wait for the money to come down!" said the chick as if she was full of ambition.

"It seems that I won't be able to go back tomorrow!" Li Yifan sighed again: "I have to go and say hello to my fellow countrymen." ”

There is a very innocent girl in the village, very attractive. In his previous life, Li Yifan didn't have much contact with her, I remember that when I first entered the school, a senior fellow still wanted to be a matchmaker for the two, and Li Yifan, who had just entered the school at that time, had a tender face and was embarrassed.

In his previous life, Li Yifan couldn't talk about an infatuated person, but he also understood that as a modern person, he was weak for three thousand years, and he only took one scoop to drink.

But even in his previous life, it doesn't mean that Li Yifan didn't have the idea of "the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags flutter outside"!

It's a pity that human and financial resources are limited, how can Li Yifan realize this "dream"?

In the Internet language of his previous life, Li Yifan is still the kind of sullen man, and it is not a good thing to say that a man is sullen.

A sullen man is very loyal on the surface, but his heart is extremely turbulent.

"Chick, I'm rich, I'm going to move out!"

Alone, Shenlong saw the beginning but not the end, and when he was a junior, a classmate named him like this.

"Of course, I've got it planned!" said the chick of course.

"Ha, 20 million, 20 million, if there were 20 million in the previous life, I would never commit suicide!" Li Yifan lay down and said softly.

Anyone who gives up his life either has no money or no one to care for, but the proportion of suicides without money still accounts for the majority.

Just as Li Yifan was thinking about the 20 million after tax in bed, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

"Li Yifan, are you there?" a beautiful female voice came.

Li Yifan immediately sat up and saw the slim senior sister.

However, the 30-year-old's cheeky mentality made him press down the excitement, stood up, and chuckled: "How did you find it?"

Yang Fei'er seemed to be very excited, and her face was flushed.

"Li Yifan, I read your article. Yang Fei'er exhaled, her chest rising and falling, and she looked at him with burning eyes.

It's a pity!

This is definitely not the look in a woman's eyes when she sees her beloved!

"Can you tell me who wrote it?" Yang Fei'er raised the paper that had been printed out in her hand and asked nervously.

"Sit down, sit down and say, don't get excited!" Li Yifan smiled, turned around, pulled a stool, and pointed at Yang Fei'er, and then he sat straight on his bed, crossed Erlang's legs, and said, "Senior sister, how about it, this paper is not plagiarized, right?"

Yang Fei'er hurriedly shook her head!

"No, no, it's very innovative, and our mentor has also seen it. She sat down, her upper body straight.

Li Yifan glanced at it, judging from the eyes of a 30-year-old, and felt that her boobs were very good.

Of course, Yang Fei'er met his gaze and was a little angry: "Li Yifan, tell me, where did you get these papers, okay?"

"Master, let me on. Little girl, she actually looks down on my boss, looks down on the boss, just looks down on me!" After Li Yifan heard this, his brain roared again.

Li Yifan "laughed";

The smile made Yang Fei'er feel goosebumps on her arms!

In 2000, the movie about the undefeated East was already on the market.

"Senior sister, let's discuss the problem of neural networks, okay?" Li Yifan said softly.

Yang Fei'er suddenly felt goosebumps on her body.

She subconsciously said, "Yes!"

Neural network algorithm is only a branch of artificial intelligence, and the future computer will also develop towards intelligence, it is said that analysis, the branch of neural network does not have much oil and water to suck, I mean, there will be better artificial intelligence algorithms, in the current framework, the theoretical research of neural networks has been almost mined. As soon as these three papers come out, it is more difficult to think about how many big innovations there are in this algorithm, and what I do is nothing more than some applied research..."

Hearing Li Yifan's words, Yang Fei'er kept nodding.

"So, these three papers, how did I dig out their innovative points, Senior Sister Yang, you see..."Li Yifan took the paper in her hand and pointed at it.

Yang Fei'er's body finally leaned over, and a few strands of black hair stuck to Li Yifan's ears.

I saw him sniff and say, "Is this what perfume smells like?"

Yang Fei'er suddenly let out an "ah", sat her body upright again, and even her neck was red.

"I'm sorry!" Li Yifan showed a "naughty" smile: "Senior sister, in fact, men should like women's perfume smells very much." ”

When Yang Fei'er heard this, she was immediately vigilant when she was stunned by him, and said a little angrily: "Li Yifan, don't be like this, talk about the text!"

"Okay, senior sister, this paper also has your credit, you can go back and help me see if there are any mistakes in English writing. Li Yifan smiled again.

"Okay!" Yang Fei'er agreed without hesitation.

At this time, Yang Fei'er found that Li Yifan trembled, and the cunning eyes that made her a little unbearable just now suddenly became confused, and after more than ten seconds, they became clear.

She found him standing up: "Senior Sister Yang, that's all there is to talk about today, I still have a few days to go home for the New Year, when will you go back, by the way, I haven't asked you where you are from!"

"I'm from the southeast province and I'll be home in three days. I'm going to find a professional to help you look at the grammar problem tonight, so I'll go first. Yang Fei'er didn't seem to be able to stand Li Yifan's fickle appearance, so she immediately picked up the manuscript on the table and ran away in small steps like a deer.

Li Yifan touched his nose: "Little girl, don't do this next time, okay?"

"Hmph, boss, do you think your half-bucket of water graduate degree can boast about a deep academic issue in front of a beautiful woman?" said the chick crossed.

"Awesome, Brother Fan!" The loud Lingnan Chinese came from the corridor, and Brother Feng walked in with a few roommates.

"Alas, the beauty is stunned to discuss some advanced academic issues with me, there is no way!" Li Yifan sighed.

"You cow, Yifan!" a tall man in the dormitory, known as Andy, patted Li Yifan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Treat, treat!" shouted a brother surnamed Tao, whom everyone liked to call him, threw the philosophy book in his hand on the bed.

Looking at these young faces in front of him, Li Yifan had a long-lost feeling that came up again: "Okay! But I only have 200 yuan on me, let's go eat a big plate of chicken." Then he remembered the price of this year, and said: "Let me calculate, 16 yuan a large plate of chicken, 1.5 yuan a bottle of beer, and 50 bottles, hehe, 200 yuan is enough for you high!"

As soon as he heard this, Brother Peach hurriedly squeezed a happy smile and said, "If you want it, you want it, 200 yuan is enough!"

Indeed, this year, many students' monthly living expenses are only 150 yuan.

After the crowd gathered, a group of 7 people began to drive to a restaurant called "Rongcheng Restaurant".

At the beginning of 2000, the school's backstreets had not yet been renovated, and the roads were bumpy, and in the evening, the roadside was crowded with food stalls selling fried noodles and casseroles and barbecue.

The crowd was full of voices, Li Yifan put one hand on one side of his shoulders, and when he passed by the Internet café called Saturday in the morning, the boss was standing at the door smoking a cigarette, and when he saw Li Yifan, he couldn't help but say hello: "Where are you going to eat?"

Li Yifan forgot what his surname was, and he didn't ask in the morning, so he said: "Go to dinner, next time I have a chance, I will invite you again!"

Watching the group talk and laugh and leave, the owner of the Internet café muttered: "This kid is a master who can mix!"