"It's kind of interesting. Su Xiaomu smiled, "It seems that the timing of my return to China this time is very coincidental." ”

Just escaped this large-scale tear that had quickly begun to spread from the newspapers.

Su Xiaomu also remembered that when he asked Professor Tommaso for leave, Tommaso had some surprised expressions on his face.

Presumably, Professor Tommaso already knew what was going to happen.

But even at MIT, Su Xiaomu doesn't care about the remarks of these people who like to exaggerate and use the power of the news media to talk nonsense.

Something I got used to in the third grade of elementary school.

At that time, the little girls in the school wanted to be friends with Su Xiaomu, even if it was a girl in the sixth grade, she already had a different style at a young age.

Of course, the little boys in the upper grades are definitely not happy, some of them are good at studying, and some of them have good backgrounds.

Today, someone is pasting Su Xiaomu on the big blackboard newspaper, and tomorrow someone will continue to write an article to lash out at him......

Now it's just a bigger scope, it's not all the same heart, it's nothing more than envy, jealousy and hatred, what else can there be.

In addition, no matter how big these turmoil is, it has nothing to do with Su Xiaomu, and he is not counting on the United States to live a mess, just an exchange student, who will return to China in two months.

Even if he has the ability to prevent him from graduating from South China University of Technology, Su Xiaomu doesn't care, if someone is stuck, someone will let him go.

Besides, a professor who doesn't know who he is, but he relies on his age and learning more, and nothing else is a big deal.

To exaggerate, the legendary Professor Tommaso of artificial intelligence has to refer to his opinion Su Xiaomu.

Su Xiaomu didn't even open his phone to search for related news, although he couldn't see these messages when he returned to China and used the ordinary Internet.

"I don't know what Sister Qian thinks. Su Xiaomu whispered.

If there was no one behind this, there would not be such a fast fermentation speed.

And Su Xiaomu knows very well that CSAIL and even the Massachusetts Institute of Technology can't refuse Qian Ruiya's request, saying that it has nothing to do with Qian Ruiya, Soho, Wan Dai and others, and they don't seek truth from facts!

Thirty minutes later, the plane entered the stratosphere, and the flight attendant lady quickly walked up to Su Xiaomu and said softly: "Mr. Su, the plane is currently flying in the stratosphere, the estimated flight time is 12 hours and 30 minutes, you can move around at will, if you need anything, please feel free to call us." ”

Su Xiaomu looked up, hey, this guy, there are eight flight attendants in the living room alone.

The flight attendants who served this plane were divided into two groups, plus one was 32 people, all of whom only served Su Xiaomu alone.

"What kind of tea is on the plane?" asked Su Xiaomu.

"Knowing that Mr. Su likes to drink tea, we have prepared different teas, including Wuyi Dahongpao, West Lake Longjing, Zhengshan Xiaozhong, Maojian, Biluochun, Tieguanyin, ......."

Su Xiaomu interrupted lightly: "Big red robe." ”

"Okay, Mr. Su, wait a minute, we'll make you tea right away, do you need anything else?" asked the flight attendant lady who was half-squatting beside Su Xiaomu again.

Su Xiaomu shook his head.

A few minutes later, the flight attendant lady came over with a tea tray, and Su Xiaomu picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea before seeing the subtle changes in the young lady.

In just a few minutes, I actually made up a light makeup, used a relatively full lipstick, and accidentally opened the top button of the flight attendant's beautiful uniform......

“……”

Su Xiaomu almost choked.

"It's a long flight, you all go and rest, I'll ring the bell if there's something." Su Xiaomu had to say.

The flight attendants hurriedly said: "We don't work hard, we don't need to rest!"

This unanimous appearance is also too terrifying.

This is not the first time Su Xiaomu has encountered this matter, so he had to pretend that he didn't see it, and put his eyes back on the newspaper.

Less than two hours after entering the stratosphere, it was already noon, and the flight attendant secretary hurriedly came over to ask for instructions.

"Mr. Su, it's lunch time, there is a simple kitchen on the plane, and there are also prepared meals, can you see what you want to eat?"

Su Xiaomu said casually.

During the two hours he sat in the living room, Su Xiaomu read all the newspapers and checked some relevant real-time news with his mobile phone.

Gradually, there was a clear understanding of what was happening in that part of the United States.

First of all, the most relevant point to Su Xiaomu is that the intelligent robot project of the Thomas Maso experimental group is really excellent, and there are even new surprises every day.

In addition, many professors have expressed their opinions in public.

For Su Xiaomu, who doesn't know who it is, most of them don't pay much attention to it, and they don't think that the intelligent robot project is the core thinking provided by Su Xiaomu.

Correspondingly, the intelligent robot project is a one-sided praise.

And the matter of the new definition of intelligence has begun more and more complex discussions on a larger scale.

It is reported that it is likely that this kind of discussion will spread to technical seminars, and the preferred venue for this conference is the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

It is also reported that the main reason why the location is placed in an institution, rather than a neutral institution that everyone can more recognize, is that he wants to 'discuss' Su Xiaomu's academic skills in person.

"Hehe, these professors are also a little interesting, it seems that the whole world lives by people. Su Xiaomu smiled and said to himself.

After a hearty lunch in the living room, Su Xiaomu went up to the complete rest and entertainment area on the second floor through the internal stairs.

I don't know where the plane has arrived, the weather has become dark, and it is just right for endless rest and adjusting work and rest, and jet lag.

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July 5, 11 a.m., Yangcheng Baiyun Airport.

An Airbus A380-800 slowly descends to the designated runway after receiving instructions from the tower, and then slides into the designated tarmac.

Su Xiaomu, who woke up two hours ago, walked down the boarding ramp.

I was greeted by Soho and Wan Dai, who I hadn't seen for a long time.

"It's finally here, and it's really tiring to fly. Su Xiaomu said as he rubbed against Soho Wandai's body.

After being dodged, Su Xiaomu didn't care.

He exhaled several times and sighed, "This is the smell of air that I haven't seen for a long time......"

Su He and Wan Dai just quietly watched Su Xiaomu making a fuss there alone.

It wasn't until after getting to Bentley that Soho spoke: "This trip to the country, it feels different?"

Su Xiaomu, who was sitting in the back row, had already put his hand on Wan Dai's waist, and his fingertips moved slightly: "It's no different......

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