One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Two Brave

"So, Your Excellency Renly, do you mean that when you use mathematical models to analyze and explain common phenomena and various problems in life, things take on a completely different face? I thought, you are from the Department of Literature, Didn't expect it to be a natural science department? To be honest, I really can't imagine what's going on."

"No, no, no. Not me. But my friend, Matthew Dunlop...well, he's a law student, but he's a natural science student, and if you get a chance to flip through his bookshelves, you'll understand Now, astronomy, geography, mathematics, physics, medicine, etc., these are the fields he dabbles in. However, this is not the point.

When I have the opportunity, I can introduce you to me. The point now is that if you analyze the problem with the logic and laws contained in the mathematical model, things will start to look different, and you can capture the development of the whole thing and the potential of the future. You know, stock analysis is really that way. ”&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The one who spoke was Rooney; the one who answered was Renly.

Kianoosh-dias put his hands relaxed on the steering wheel of the taxi, looked at the rearview mirror for a while, always holding a skeptical attitude, a strong suspicion; he knew that His actions are really impolite, he should stop immediately, but still can't stop.

After confirming it again and again, he still couldn't believe his eyes.

It's just another ordinary day as a taxi driver, looking for the first group of customers after night falls between the crisscross streets of the lower/city area.

The dinner he just bought was placed in the locker in front of the passenger seat. It was a Turkish barbecue, freshly baked, and the aroma of the barbecue could be vaguely smelled, which made his stomach rumbling. The hunger became more and more obvious; but he still swallowed, and concentratedly looked for the figure of the guest, hoping to receive another guest before the official start of dinner. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Tonight is extremely long, he still needs to stay up all night and needs to save more energy.

For many people, the United States seems to represent the "American Dream", especially in the Middle East, which is now ravaged by war, and Kianush is no exception; but only after arriving in the United States did they realize that even the "American Dream", You also need your own hands to create. In this regard, Chianush has no objection. What he is best at is to create a new life through his own efforts. It is not easy, but it is full of hope.

However, today seems to have encountered some obstacles.

Unexpectedly, Manhattan, which had just fallen at night, seemed extraordinarily quiet. The spacious streets seemed to be wider than the impression, and there were never any passengers blocking the car. This will always be the biggest mystery in New York——

The peak hours are simply too busy, and the leisure hours are all quiet. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

This is true for the passenger, and the same is true for the driver.

After going around for a few times, until the third time he passed the junction of Sullivan Street and Prince Street, he finally saw a man and a woman beckoning to stop the car. Kianush parked the car on the side of the road in a happy mood. Then he rearranged his expression and greeted the guests politely and decently.

He greeted him habitually, glanced slightly out of the corner of his eyes, and then Chianush vaguely noticed something was wrong: the two people in the back seat were really too familiar, especially the man.

He always felt like he had seen each other. After the corresponding names and faces appeared in my mind, not only did I not realize it, but I doubted myself: Could it be that my eyes are wrong? Impossible, it shouldn't be possible!

Then, the two people in the back seat began to discuss topics that they did not understand at all. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

many english words,

Kianush has never heard of it; the arrangement and combination are more like a book from heaven. The most interesting thing is that the two of them were arguing fiercely like ordinary people, and they didn't seem to realize how much turbulence their appearance had created in Kianush's mind.

Kianush wanted to ask: Is he Renly Hall? Is she the schoolgirl in that Facebook founder biopic? Why did they show up in his taxi? Can they sign him as a souvenir? Can he show off to his friends that he's loaded a top star?

But Kianush is trying to control his emotions, he has been looking at the rearview mirror with great impoliteness, and he should not interrupt their conversation rashly. He should respect the passenger's personal space.

"I can understand what you mean, but why?" &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Because that's the way they think. You know, I know a friend who went to MIT, and the way he remembers and summarizes friends is based on the specific date each friend met.

For example, he and I met on... uh, March 29, 2oo3, so every time he saw me, this string of numbers would automatically pop up in his mind, and then use As a starting point, unfold all the memories, as if the library is organized into volumes. This is really incredible, but it is objective. They see the world differently than we do. "

"You mean they analyze cause and effect in terms of a theoretical interconnection and then speculate on trends? There's a fixed pattern hidden in everything? Whoa, that sounds like... madman, you know, like Like john-nash-jr.. Can you find similar patterns in real life?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"I'm from the literature department, have you forgotten?"

"No no no, you came up with this theory, you have to explain it further, otherwise, I can't sleep tonight. You know, Jesse Katzenberg was trying to figure out the Mark Zuckerberg character I always feel like something is missing, I mean, he's doing a great job, the look, the tone, the gestures are all very similar, but there's something missing.

Now, judging by your words, I think it's because we can't understand the way geniuses think, so the texture presented is not quite right. I need a little real life example, this is your concept, and I need a little proof. You must be responsible, you must! Can you give an example now? I mean, right here with us, right now. "

In a state of concentration, Rooney's language also improved, revealing the coldness and pride in her bones, as well as the wisdom and concentration in her eyes, which made people see the unique temperament captured by David Fincher. Only successively co-produced two works, "The Social Network" and "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo". &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Renly couldn't help laughing. This time, he didn't continue to refuse, "Then let me see... Do you have any life phenomena you are particularly curious about? For example..."

Renly turned his head and looked out of the car window, looking for a suitable example target in the cream-yellow light. This was not an easy task, because there were not as many pedestrians on the street as he had imagined. It's empty, but not too lively. It looks like a retro street scene from Once Upon a Time in America, all covered in a thin filter.

Then, Renly's pupils narrowed slightly, "For example, there are four gangsters there who are besieging and attacking a food delivery driver. According to the theorem formula, someone must stop them, otherwise the man is using his own labor force. There will be dire consequences for the paid workers! We can analyze the internal logic, explain the reasons and predict the future, but I think that the delivery person should not have time to wait any longer now." &1t;i>&1t;/i >

In his sight, Renly could clearly see that a delivery man on a bicycle was being dragged down, surrounded by four young men who looked to be in their early twenties, one of whom was slamming a bottle of wine. The three other people kicked and hit the victim frantically. The crisper box on the back seat of the bicycle had been overturned, and the air was filled with the smell of spilled food. The scene looked particularly chaotic.

There are not many pedestrians around, and only two figures can be vaguely captured, but they are obviously hesitant because of the large number of people on the other side.

After night falls, before dinner begins, the city is always prone to a gap, like halftime in a sports game, take a breath, and then all the crowds pour out and fill Manhattan. Full, and mighty continued until midnight.

Renly is not a superhero physique who likes to meddle in his own affairs and act bravely, and even more often chooses to stay out of it; however, if he sees it with his own eyes, he can't turn a blind eye and be insensitive, just like when he met him in a movie theater by accident. When Lily James, like the gangsters/gangsters who pulled out/guns, needed to step up, he wouldn't ignore them. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Get started when it's time to get started.

"Stop. Sir, stop!" Renly sat up straight, patted the back of the driver's seat heavily, and motioned for the taxi driver to stop the car. His voice was sharp and strong, "Stop! Immediately!"

Chianush was a little confused. He didn't quite understand what happened, but he felt a pang of Real Madrid, and subconsciously, he stopped the car in the strong and fierce call.

Before he could figure out the situation, Renly could see in the rearview mirror that he immediately opened the door and ran away.

Kianush still hadn't figured out the situation, but subconsciously knew that there was a situation, and obeying the guidance of instinct, he also hurriedly opened the door and chased after him.

In the line of sight, Kianush only saw Renly's back, and quickly rushed forward, his voice sternly scolded, "Let him go! I have already called the police, let him go!"

The firm and ferocious scolding reverberated over the cold street, like a gust of wind that disturbed the seabirds on the sea that gnawed at the whale carcass, thumping, and the air began to surge in an instant.

While speaking, Ren Li did not hesitate in his footsteps, and the fierce tiger descended the mountain and charged forward, setting off a powerful wave.

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