Whether it's Professor Tang or Professor Chen.

Both of them have used EDA.

Yes, putting aside the unspeakable confrontation, EDA is indeed a sore foot in the domestic semiconductor industry.

But even if it is the oldest Huada Jiutian in China, its market share belongs to the other kind.

As for other Jia Li Chuang, not to mention Huaqiu and the like, they basically did not set foot in the field of VLSI circuits, and they were used to draw PCBs.

In the current industry is becoming more and more subdivided, those few overlords who have dominated the market for many years are impossible to give any new players a chance to enter!

Not to mention...... Now Jizhi Technology, how can He De dare to write EDA?

Yes, Ye Ming is awesome.

But after all, he didn't watch the movie with a thousand hands - even if it was, it wouldn't work!

……

But the shock of the two was only for a moment.

They knew very well that Ye Ming never fought unprepared battles.

Such a big honor, he said to let it go, how can it be nonsense?

"Tell me what you think." Professor Tang settled down and immediately asked: "Let me remind you, not to mention the difficulty of the software, EDA alone is not written out, it needs to work closely with the fab, and it needs to have PDK (fab process suite), where is the process in the fab now?" ”

"Mr. Tang, for this kind of stitched chip, no one has a ready-made process now." Ye Ming reminded with a smile.

Professor Tang smiled slightly: "You continue!" ”

"So, we just designed an EDA specifically designed for the design of this stitched integrated chip, and pushed the design and simulation of this chip to the limit!" Ye Ming said and pointed to his brain: "I have the most reliable simulation data." ”

At this time, Professor Chen asked, "Your consciousness is that you can just write a small but precise design tool, right?" ”

"That's right! And...... Mr. Chen, think about it, should we also make it a chip? ”

Ye Ming said as he pointed to the lump of circuits: "We always have to do business, we can't always give such a bunch to people when customers come to ask us for chips, right?" ”

"Therefore, even if we make our own chips, we need to take advantage of the design software."

"Whether it's to generate GTRGD materials or to connect nerves, chips are needed to generate them! To put it bluntly, it's a consumable! ”

Professor Tang and Professor Chen glanced at each other and nodded at the same time.

But then, Professor Chen raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise: "You write EDA, it feels like you have to launch it on the market and let other people design chips?" Are you going to authorize? ”

Professor Tang also immediately looked at Ye Ming.

Ye Ming exhaled lightly and nodded slowly: "Compared to letting us make all the money from the chips, I think ...... It is more important to reduce the cost and popularize the use of chips as soon as possible. ”

Tang Chen and the two looked at each other again, and after a moment, a smile rose in their eyes.

"Okay, it's yours!"

"And then we have to be soberly aware that it's difficult to get ordinary people to accept that a chip is attached to their body, because it involves not only safety issues, and the reversibility of biological nerves, but also ethical issues." Ye Ming's eyes burned: "So, I think we still have to take the road of virtual display......"

Professor Tang was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Wait until you make money, now you have no money, everything is in vain!" ”

"Hehe...... Ye Ming smiled, grabbed his phone and took a look, and found that the time had reached 11 o'clock.

"Oh, forgot, you're going to play tomorrow." When Professor Chen saw him looking at the time, he laughed and scolded: "Damn, I kind of regret letting you participate in ACM." ”

Professor Tang also nodded with a smile: "Agreed, it's a waste of time." ”

Ye Ming: "......"

"Go ahead, go ahead, your little girlfriend probably sent you a lot of messages too." Professor Chen waved his hand: "If you go, you will get the championship back, and ...... It's best not to answer strange calls these days. ”

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, and then nodded heavily.

……

Seeing Ye Ming leave, the two professors looked at each other and smiled.

Professor Tang sighed and sighed: "It's really damn good, I witnessed history by accident." ”

Professor Chen agreed: "And this guy is quite ambitious. ”

"Hmm!" Professor Tang thought so: "This guy really spares no effort for the sake of the 'future'. ”

They were both old foxes.

Naturally, I immediately understood the significance of Ye Ming to write an EDA, and then publicly authorize the chip structure.

——Only in this way can we quickly promote the popularization of chips, and at the same time popularize EDA.

Then in the future-oriented brain-computer chip field, the influence is in his hands.

"And, congratulations, too." Professor Chen looked at his old friend and smiled: "At least Howen has hope, right?" ”

Professor Tang took a deep breath and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

"Don't mention this until everything is ready. Don't make a mistake then, then he will ......"

Professor Tang couldn't go on.

He is such a son, if he is given hope and fails, how desperate will it be?

"Understood." Professor Chen had a "Are you stupid" expression: "Eh, isn't it time to revise the topic?" ”

Professor Tang was stunned, and then slapped his head!

"I almost forgot about that! You have to reapply and go straight to the major project! ”

……

The night passed.

Ye Ming is as good as a stream, and the mobile phone is directly turned on Do Not Disturb, and only answers the calls in the address book.

It's just that...... After spending time with Mr. Wang and other classmates, he felt that his "life" had returned to peace.

So much so that he had the illusion that those professors yesterday had gone a little too far?

Of course, the bullets still have to fly for a while.

Even if he posted the paper on arxiv, others didn't say anything, and in the field of materials, he didn't even count as a small soldier, and it was good to pass the review, let alone spread.

He even thought that he and Mogu were "fighting" with an unknown small role, would they be killed in the first place, and they wouldn't even give the reviewer a chance to reason?

So much so that the first thing he did when he got off the plane that afternoon was to open his mailbox.

And then...... There was no movement.

……

London.

Crow Jemeris took his coffee and began his day's work.

As the reviewer and editor-in-chief of the main journal of Nature, the first subject of all physical science manuscripts, he has always laughed at himself as a gold digger, or the kind of gold pander in.

He was skeptical that if he continued in this job for a long time, he would lose his interest in science altogether—which, of course, was his deepest mockery.

"Ah, it's this guy again." Looking at a "familiar" manuscript in the field of materials, Crow subconsciously glanced at the author, and he unceremoniously gave the desk reject. Direct rejection!

This guy is already the third time to submit.

What is this? That's a plate of for three recipes.

But isn't that?

Then he clicked on the next article.

It's the material again.

Synthesis Theory and Molecular Motion Conjecture of a New Polymer Compound GTRGD

Looking at the title of this paper, Crow always felt a smell of stitching.

Then he subconsciously took a look at the author and the laboratory.

Looking at the name, it seems to be someone over there?

Are all the people who are engaged in materials over there so reckless?

Regardless, Crowle still has a work ethic.

Whatever, smell it first.

Just as he was frowning and looking at the paper, which was written like an experimental report—oh no, it was basically an experimental report—halfway through, a colleague next door suddenly shouted.

“OMG！ I have an article here! ”

Crow looked at his colleague, who was in charge of medicine.

"What article?"

"An experiment on programmable new materials and neural fusion in the form of a circuit generating field waves that directly promote cell fusion! Oh, my God! ”

The voice of the female colleague was full of incredulity: "Is this going to be God's work?" ”

(It's gone at 12 o'clock in the evening, and it will be on the shelves at 12 noon tomorrow, with five chapters guaranteed)

(I won't write a testimonial...... ）