"Why is the company called Six Ears Software?"

Li Jiufeng lay on the bed and asked with some curiosity.

He ran outside for a day, even if Li Jiufeng was already familiar with the whole procedure, it was still not a simple matter.

A young college student wants to register a company. This may be encouraged in Silicon Valley, but it has to bear a lot of public opinion pressure in China.

He is so ambitious, unrealistic, shallow and impetuous, even the staff who handle official business have to despise him.

Although the service attitude of the civil servants in the imperial capital is still good, after all, it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven. But this kind of silent neglect and contempt still made Li Jiufeng feel very tired.

After the lights out time in the bedroom, Li Jiufeng originally planned to sleep on the bed. However, all of a sudden, a question arose in my heart, and I couldn't sleep.

Hou Shida and him were foot to foot, and the two of them usually had a bedtime meeting, but they didn't think much about it, and said directly: "Six-ear software, haven't you heard that sentence?" It's called the Dharma and the six ears. ”

He adjusted the pillow and said with some interest: "In my vision, Liuer Software will not do those software that anyone can do, but will focus on model innovation. We don't go to compete with others for the market, we go to open up the market that others have not discovered! The fact that the Dharma does not spread to the six ears means that we are walking on a lonely path, and no one else can understand the meaning of our actions except us and our followers! ”

Hou Shida's idea made Li Jiufeng's blood boil a little, and young people always love fantasy. Think about how great it is to be like a knight in a new field.

However, the blood did not burn for too long, Li Jiufeng will be able to save nearly 100 million yuan in the future, after all, he still needs some down-to-earth spirit. He hesitated a little, shook his head and said: "Innovation is easy, but how can it be so simple if you really want to do it?" What's more, even if it is innovation, there must be the question of whether the market recognizes it or not, how big the market is, whether it will be overtaken by latecomers, and in fact, it is more expensive to do innovation. ”

Hou Shida turned to the side, raised his head to look at the other side of the pitch black, and said, "But after all, it's not the cost of capital, what do we lack now?" Lack of energy? Lack of time, or lack of opportunity? No, our time, opportunity, and energy are worthless, and the only thing we have. It's the cost of capital that we can't afford. There is a saying that a problem that can be solved with money is not a problem, the problem is that there is no money. ”

"Our biggest problem now is that we don't have money. Taking the road of innovation seems to be risky, but what we can lose when we are young is a big deal to start all over again. Even if it fails, it's a rare experience. If it succeeds, then we will have the capital to talk about other costs. ”

Li Jiufeng seemed to be somewhat agreed by what Hou Shida said, but he was still unwilling to say: "That's right, I don't doubt your technology, but who dares to say that they can solve the problem of information explosion of the whole input method?" It's always a bit unrealistic. ”

Li Jiufeng said this is actually polite, the two of them are in the same dormitory, the same major, and the same class, who has a few pounds and a few taels, everyone is not clear? Hou Shida is indeed talented in learning, but if he wants to say that he is a peerless genius or a great genius, no one can fool him. Because of this, Li Jiufeng felt a little weak in his heart.

Of course, Hou Shida also knew that it was an exaggeration to suddenly say that he could solve this kind of problem, and the growth of his technical level was a little unreasonable on Li Jiufeng's side. But that's also the charm of the software industry, and when Mark Zuckerberg was founded, how could he have achieved so much in terms of technology?

Sometimes a flash of inspiration is enough to make a name for yourself in the industry.

Hou Shida sorted out the technical ideas of the whole pinyin input method, and said in a deep voice: "Ninth sister, you said so, if you are a brother, I will give you a bottom, and I can't let you do it with me in fear." In fact, the solution to the information explosion is not difficult, the key is actually in the word 'skillful'. To put it bluntly, the method is like window paper, and that's what it is like when you pierce it. ”

"The key to the solution to the information explosion is to establish pattern classes, that is, meta-rules that build syntax rules on top of input rules. I call this kind of processing pattern recognition, which automatically processes complex information by extracting the features of things, or summarizing the form of phenomena......"

Hou Shida roughly explained the principle of pattern recognition, although Li Jiufeng still didn't understand it, he finally put his heart back in his stomach. It's not that he is stupid and can't understand Hou Shida's explanation, but for the foundation of undergraduates, a lot of knowledge involved is beyond the scope of learning.

Even in the original history, artificial intelligence has never been the content of undergraduate studies. Although pattern recognition is a very backward technology, Hou Shida also learned it after being admitted to graduate school.

But even if he doesn't understand the details of the technology, Li Jiufeng has long learned to read people with so many people with his father. He just needs to know that the confidence revealed in Hou Shida's words is not a fake.

As for the rest, he believed that his brother would not cheat him. Hou Shida made 100,000 yuan in manuscript fees after turning his hands, and now he has invested all of them in Liuer Company, he is not afraid of Li Jiufeng, what else is he afraid of?

"Senior brother, have you thought about it, what do you want to do if our project is really successful and we make money?"

"What to do? I want to buy a private beach and build a villa with a sea view! Hou Shida's eyes were blazing, and he said with a smile: "Just like Ren Xianqi's summer tea, there is a group of friends who can joke and joke every day, carefree." What about you? Ninth sister, what do you want to do? ”

"I, I want to go on a globetrotting trip with Tangtang, and it's best to start a column on National Geographic. I'm in charge of photography, and she's in charge of writing articles that introduce readers to the beauty of the world! ”

……

Just when Hou Shida and Li Jiufeng were talking, there was also a dormitory, where two girls were crowded into a bed, and they didn't feel sleepy at all.

Rice Candy and An Ran closed the curtain on the bed, and even covered their heads together with a thin blanket. With a flashlight in his hand, Rice Candy flipped through a stack of manuscripts without saying a word.

An Ran looked at her a little nervously, like a soldier on the battlefield waiting for the horn of the charge, waiting for Rice Candy to read the words in her hand.

Since talking to Hou Shida overnight, she already has a complete idea of her novel in her heart.

As Hou Shida said, instead of trying to convey some lofty views and beliefs before writing a novel, it is better to write an interesting story in a down-to-earth manner.

Novels are for readers, first of all, they must be good-looking, and secondly, if there is any ideology and topicality, they are just the skin attached to them. It is necessary to design the novel according to the characteristics of the reader, rather than simply focusing on whether the article is beautiful and whether the structure is rigorous.

To be honest, these ideas really had a big impact on her thinking. In her concept, what is the point of a novel that does not convey the author's thoughts?

But the novel must first have readers like to read it, otherwise no matter how deep the thoughts are, it makes sense to just praise each other in the circle?

Whenever she wanted to pursue something literary and ideological, the little devil who incarnated as Hou Shida would emerge and drive Wenqing's Enron little angel away.

Under such an obviously deviant guiding ideology, Enron spent a day completely revising the parts that had already been written.

Every writer has had this experience, and the written text can't wait to be evaluated. No, after Mi Tangtang and Li Jiufeng had a meeting in the evening, An Ran didn't care that the lights had been turned off, and he just pulled her to his bed.

Two young girls huddled together on a single bed, one against the edge of the bed and the other against the wall. The poor two had to hug each other so that the rice candy that was leaning on the edge of the bed would not accidentally fall. The early autumn night was already a little cool, and they subconsciously pressed their bodies tightly together, absorbing heat from each other's bodies.

As Mi Tangtang turned the last page of the manuscript, An Ran couldn't wait, and leaned in her ear and asked softly, "Tangtang, how do you feel at the beginning of this edition?" ”

An Ran's breath was blowing on her ears, tickling that people couldn't help but want to blush. Rice Candy's hand pulled out of An Ran's waist, drilled through the close breasts of the two, and turned the manuscript back to the very beginning page. She put her hand on her face, thought for a moment and said, "It feels, it's not good to say." From a literary point of view, this beginning is a bit too shallow, and there is nothing thought-provoking. There is not much information conveyed, and the conflict at the beginning of the story is too intense. According to the literary evaluation standards in class, it makes me feel that your level has regressed. ”

"Is that ......?"

An Ran was a little disappointed, she actually agreed with Hou Shida's theories very much, otherwise she would not have revised her novel according to his ideas. When the two first talked about the way to write the novel, she really had a feeling that Hou Shida was talking about going to her heart.

But then I thought of a top student in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, and instead put aside the knowledge system he had gained in three years of study, and instead believed in the senior student majoring in software engineering in the Department of Computer Science -- no matter how you look at it, it is clearly unreliable.

The words that Mi Tangtang said completely shattered Enron's last bit of luck. Sure enough, should we still trust the expertise in books? Perhaps it is precisely because of his immaturity that he resonates with these theories of Hou Shida. Think about the novels that can be well received now, which one is not difficult and dull? I can't say the same, after all, the appreciation of literature and art should be deeper.

"But whatever!" Mi Tangtang smiled and threw the manuscript aside, hugged An Ran's waist with his hands, and said seriously: "Actually, I have long seen that those old men and professors are not pleasing to the eye, what does it matter if it is literary and ideological?" If you memorize the dates of birth, life deeds, and masterpieces of all writers over the past 5,000 years, can you write good articles? If you are familiar with all the literary theories and philosophical ideas, you will be able to write the novels that everyone loves to read? ”

"If you tell a story well, let me tell you, I think your novels are even much better than most professors in our school. At least you're talking about people, and the story is good-looking, the plot is vivid and twisty, and the theme is more in line with the needs of young people. If I had to choose one of their scar literature and your novels, I'd definitely choose yours! ”

An Ran let out a "uh", and for a while he couldn't digest this big turn of rice candy. She shook her head and said in disbelief, "I wrote a better novel than a professor?" You're embarrassing me. ”

"Hmph, stinky, dare not believe my words!" Rice Sugar Candy was furious, and suddenly stretched out the claws of Lushan and grabbed An Ran's weakness!

"Ahh ”

In order to avoid the harassment of Rice Candy, An Ran had to quickly hold her tightly in his arms. However, when she finally escaped from the mouth of the rice candy tiger, the figure of a man came to mind.

Hou Shida, what kind of person is he?