Chapter 455

"Artificial Intelligence!!"

With powerful words and shining eyes, Su Jingcheng turned his head awkwardly and said in a hard voice: "Its current function is not enough."

"If there is no function, continue to develop!"

"I believe you can do it! I also believe I can help you."

Song Jiang took a step forward and Su Jingcheng took a step back.

"Can you help me?" As soon as he said this, Su Jingcheng turned his head and looked up and down at Song Jiang, and his subtle emotions turned into sarcasm.

"What can you help me with?!"

As a pure scientific researcher, he never thought that the help and advice of an outsider were really useful, rather than a burden and trouble.

He needs the help of a paramecium?

"Because I have more than one person, Su Jingcheng."

Song Jiang's eyes were slightly curved, but he couldn't suppress the surging desire and excitement in his pupils. He took a step forward, and Su Jingcheng subconsciously stepped back until his heels touched the table legs, and then he found himself forced to the edge of the table.

"I have 49,685 employees behind me! Tomorrow it may be 50,000, and the day after tomorrow it may be 60,000!"

"If one person is not enough, then are 50,000 enough? Then are 500 million enough?! Trust in Tencent's 500 million customers! Are their knowledge needs enough to hatch an artificial intelligence?"

It was clearly a question, but Song Jiang used it in affirmation.

"The future of artificial intelligence" He stretched out his hand, "I will help you realize it!"

Su Jingcheng's pupils shrank slightly, and only saw the broad palm open.

"Su Jingcheng's plan for the next 10 years can also include Tencent."

"Bang, bang"

The steadily beating heart beat faster by a second.

"Is Tencent worthy of being included in my plan?"

The light voice was accompanied by the next sentence, "Hehe, I'll give you, the paramecium, a face once."

Su Jingcheng crossed his arms and sneered.

"Can the 500 million you mentioned be realized?"

"Of course!"

Song Jiang's eyebrows rose instantly, flattering directly!

"To pave the way for the youngest academician in the future! Not to mention 500 million, I have to make 1 billion!!"

"Ha."

Su Jingcheng turned his head, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and then turned around.

"Go away!"

"Okay!"

Song Jiang turned around and opened the door happily, and heard the next sentence.

"Bring your company's rags here tomorrow."

"No problem!!"

Song Jiang closed the door with a click, and the next second he couldn't help but put his hands on his waist and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha——"

I came to the right place, this time I really came to the right place!

Artificial intelligence! Hehe!

Su Jingcheng! Hehe!!

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, Song Jiang walked into 307 of Dehui Building with a large cardboard box.

Su Jingcheng, who was already in the research room, looked up and saw Song Jiang carefully placing a large number of products in parallel.

Speakers, air purifiers, smoke alarms...

"Su Jingcheng, take a look, this is the function I want."

The densely packed words on the A4 paper, the ink was still a little wet, obviously written last night.

Su Jingcheng glanced at it.

[It can recognize the meaning of sentences, it will respond when you call its name, let it play a lively song, it can capture and play from the music library, and it will automatically start the song recording function when you ask it to record a song...]

The densely packed demands faced Song Jiang, who opened his eyes wide and looked expectant.

Su Jingcheng waved his hand in disdain.

"Come and get it in two weeks."

"Fuck! Only two weeks?"

"Don't repeat it if your ears are not broken."

"That's awesome, Su Jingcheng!"

Su Jingcheng's mouth corners slightly raised, and then waved his hand.

"Go away!"

"Then you are busy!"

Song Jiang gently closed the door.

Two hours later, back to the office.

Du Xi looked at the boss who was humming a song, "Boss, is there something good happening?"

"Yes, great news!"

"Du Xi, in two weeks, I will take you to see the goblin!"

?

What the hell?

Du Xi was puzzled, and just silently refilled the empty teacup with water.

At this moment, Song Jiang opened Weibo and began to copy and borrow the ideas of netizens.

"The weather is so cold, and I have to wait five or six minutes to turn on the air conditioner when I get home! Isn't there an air conditioner that can turn on automatically by itself?!"

"It's really turned on, and you say it wastes electricity again!"

Netizens made hot comments, Song Jiang nodded, and added a little in the notebook.

[Can be remotely controlled]

"I'm so bored at home, I want more people to accompany me. Is there a sister to ask me out."

[Electrical appliances have their own personality and can communicate]

"I forgot to bring the key again! It's so annoying! Who can remind me!!"

[Add appointment function, add reminder sound function]

With line after line of text, a week later.

Song Jiang licked his face and came to the door and gave a new demand report.

Su Jingcheng had a blank expression on his face, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Ahem!" Song Jiang said righteously, "In order to satisfy more users and collect more data, this is necessary!"

"Get lost!"

"Okay!"

...

Three days later.

"Beep beep beep--"

The phone on the table vibrated, Song Jiang picked it up, "Hello?"

"Finished!?"

Song Jiang stood up in disbelief: "Is it done? You didn't cut corners?"

"*****"

Su Jingcheng, who was questioned, cursed very dirty, mixed with paramecium and prehistoric giant rat, Song Jiang didn't understand.

Three hours later.

Research room.

A row of products placed against the wall, without the casing, exposing the most basic wafer wires.

"This is... a stereo?"

"Right Master."

A mechanical sound sounded, with a strong electronic sound.

Song Jiang was startled, "Uh, do you have a name?"

"I have no name, Master."

"Do you need a name for me? Master."

The circular external speaker is only about the size of a thumb and is placed on the top of the electronic board.

"Then just call me, Xiao Yi."

The light voice fell, and the exposed wire Jingyuan responded.

"Okay, my name is - Xiao Yi."

"Hello Xiaoyi."

"I'm fine, Master."

"what do you like?"

【what do you like】

For serious emotional problems, when the computer receives the signal, the text on the screen refreshes quickly and jumps to the search website.

One second later.

“I like a lot of things, covering many aspects of natural life and emotions. The following are my specific preferences——

Natural Beauty: Winter Sunlight…

Life and growth...

Culture and Art…”

Densely packed words were spat out, accompanied by a sizzling mechanical sound, giving the impression of being in class.

"..." Song Jiang frowned, and Su Jingcheng next to him expected it. Considering that the database has only run through 3000t, artificial intelligence cannot yet distinguish the meaning, but simply summarizes it through keyword search.

"Xiao Yi, turn off the phone."

Clean and crisp sound, Su Jingcheng demonstrates the function.

"Xiao Yi is shutting down his phone."

The red light flashed and quickly dimmed.

"Xiao Yi turns on the phone."

"Xiao Yi is turning on the phone, what are the master's orders?"

"Play the Chile song."

"Searching, playing the Chilean song."

"Hmm~hmm~"

The long playing of Morin fiddle ripples in the laboratory, as if it instantly pulls people to the grassland.

The sound quality of Tengsheng Audio has always been good.

Song Jiang also reacted, "Why is Xiaoyi's voice so ugly?"

"Unpleasant sound can be analyzed from many aspects: vocal cord problem. Vocal cord is the key to sound production..."

The mechanical sound instantly covers the melodious music.

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