Chapter 95: Baldy’s Cunning n
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Chapter Ny-Five: Baldy’s Wingman
Although Xiang Kun, who was always paying half attention to Zi Cheng’s situation, heard him Rat him out immediately, he pretended not to know and was busy looking down at his phone with his back to Zi Cheng and the twodies until Zi Cheng called him directly…
Xiang Kun reluctantly got up, greeted the twodies, pulled over a chair, sat down next to Zi Cheng, and gave him a stare, as if to say: Didn’t you say you’d handle this yourself? Why are you “selling” me out so quickly?
Zi Cheng also red back at him, as if to say: I really can’t stand it anymore, brother!
Indeed, after he finished what Xiang Kun taught him to say, the twodies didn’t follow his rhythm in conversation. They raised all sorts of questions to challenge him. He had no choice but to call Xiang Kun over for help after a few rounds.
The short-haired girl with healthyplexion looked interestingly at Xiang Kun who had just taken his seat. She asked, “Your friend said you can tell fortunes, is that true?”
Xiang Kun had considered exining that he heard a bit of their conversation when he passed by them on the way from the bathroom, and based on that, he made some guesses. But then, he decided it would only provoke more questions and wouldn’t aplish much. So he nodded vaguely, “Sort of.”
The one wearing sses asked, ‘Your friend said he’s the 118th generation disciple of Maoshan. That’s not real, is it? And you…pared to a Taoist priest, you look more like a monk!”
Zi Cheng interjected quietly, “Um…l think I said 113th generation disciple …”
The girl with sses red at him, “So, is it real or not?”
“Fake, all fake…” Zi Cheng directly confessed.
Xiang Kun had to exin, “Speaking about the lineage of Taoism was just a metaphor. Actually, we use scientific methods for divination, likeputer programming, quantum mechanics, etc.”
“Quantum mechanics?” the short-haireddy chuckled, then turned to her friend with sses.
Thetter adjusted her sses with her index finger, gazing at Xiang Kun with an amused look, “Quantum mechanics? Utilizing wave functions? Or ‘uncertainty principle’?”
Uh, was that hitting Xiang Kun’s soft spot now? He didn’t believe that he could fool others with quantum mechanics by merely reading a few introductory books for a while. So he simply ignored her somewhat teasing question, “We have used thetest Al neuralwork as the basis of our fortune-telling research. We employ a TensorFlow-based backend to build a Convolutional neuralwork model. Throughrge-scale dataparison and learning, we can calcte a person’s fortune.”
Xiang Kun instantly judged from the girls’ expressions, and their heartbeat and breathing patterns, that they didn’t understand this. Humph, are you stunned? You are good at Physics, but are you also good at programming?
While Xiang Kun was talking, he gave Zi Cheng a look, as if to say: It’s your turn, brother. I’m ying the wingman here!
Zi Cheng rose to the challenge instantly, “Yes, we started to work on the digitalization of fortune-telling research when we were undergraduates ten years ago. Look, this is the fortune-telling app we developed then. It had over 200,000 downloads and was considerably popr.”
While talking, he searched for an app named “Ma Men Universe Fate Analyzer” on his phone. However, this app is a PC software that doesn’t support mobile systems, at least it looked impressive.
Indeed, Xiang Kun and Zi Cheng developed this app during college, part of their numerous “useless programs”.
This fortune-telling software did not use any deep learning or neuralworks at all. It simply packaged all the contents avable online such as horoscopes, eight characters of birth times, and personality tests, then provided these to users through an ugly interface.
The download counts on the inte were manipted by them…
The biggest reason for developing this software was that it included a “Couple’s namepatibility index”. If the male’s name was “Liu Chuang” or “Xiang Kun”, the result would be a perfect score of 100, with lots of praise for being a match made in heaven.
They then anonymously distributed the software link in their school forum, iming that the software was “incredibly urate!”
But there was a problem with this software. When testing the couple’spatibility index, if the male’s name was “Liu Chuang” or “Xiang Kun”, no matter what the female’s name was, even if it was “Godzi” or “Pig Steel Hyena”, the resulting score was still a perfect 100 and a match made in heaven…
Later on, when people discovered this trick, the names of the two creators were tweaked in all sorts of ways. They hastily made patches to the software, but it was toote. This was their most famous incident in the school forum.
However, nowadays, Liu Chuang unashamedly and proudly showcases this shoddy software. Xiang Kun also nods in agreement, saying, “Everything in the real world can be digitized. As long as the data is sufficient, everything can be
calcted.”
The girl with short hairughed, “Oh? So, you’ve just calcted our information using this software? Didn’t you say that this software doesn’t have a mobile version? How did you use it just now?”
“Of course I didn’t use this software. It’s just our practice exercise from ten years ago.” Xiang Kun didn’t answer her question directly but pulled out a square-folded paper from his pocket and handed it over, “Check this out.”
The short-haired girl took the paper with an intrigued expression. As she unfolded it, she found that it was a nk paper with many folds, seemingly folded into various shapes. Unable toprehend the meaning, she handed it to the girl with sses and asked Xiang Kun, “What’s special about this paper?” This paper was indeed special!
This was “A4 Paper 1” that had been in contact with Xiang Kun. After he gave the coin to Liu Shiling and flicked the ballpoint pen bead onto the earring boy, the only items left with him that had established a connection were two pieces of A4 paper. Although he hadn’t nned to use it for anything, he always carried “A4 Paper 1” with him. Unexpectedly, it came in handy now.
“You can borrow a pen from the bar, write down a random number on the paper, fold it into a small piece, and hold it in your hand when youe back. I’ll tell you what’s written on the paper. If I guess it right, both of you should buy us a drink each, how about it?” Xiang Kun suggested.
“What if you don’t guess it right?”
“We buy drinks for you?”
“If you can’t guess it, either of you two will go to the entrance, face the road on the opposite side and shout ‘I’m a liar’ three times, how about it?” The short-haired girl suggested, raising her chin slightly.
“No problem.” Xiang Kun replied promptly.
After the two girls whispered to each other, the girl with sses took out a neutral pen from her bag next to her, carrying the A4 paper to the other side of the aisle. She ced the A4 paper on the wall, out of their sight line, and wrote a number on it.
When she returned, the girl with sses held the folded paper in her hand and said, “Guess!”
Xiang Kun nced at her and said, “Before guessing the number, let’s warm up first. Turn your hands behind your back, pass the paper between your hands, and I can guess which hand you have the paper in.”
So the girl with sses turned the hand holding the paper block behind her back. Xiang Kun naturally guessed correctly. She tried twice more unconvincedly but was still incorrect. The short-haired girl next to her looked vigntly in her direction to see if there was any “aplice” of Xiang Kun giving him cues, but found nothing.
After testing five times, the girl with sses resignedly ced the folded paper on the table in front of her, staring at Xiang Kun and said, “Guess the number.
What do you think I wrote?”
“Six, in Chinese.” Xiang Kun stated confidently.
It wasn’t that the paper was in contact with him, and he knew what was written on it. He took out this paper just to help him locate the position of the sound.
The sounds of different strokes of writing numbers are different. He naturally couldn’t differentiateplex words based on the sound of strokes, but there is no big problem in distinguishing numbers. The only issue was how to locate the sound in a rtively noisy environment.
The wise girl with sses didn’t write Arabic numerals but wrote the number six in Chinese.
As soon as he heard the sound of the four strokes, he immediately determined that she was not writing Arabic numerals. Among the Chinese numerals, only five and six have four strokes, but there’s a significant difference in the fold of five, and this sound is easy to distinguish, so it could only be six.
Seeing Xiang Kun simply stating the number the girl wrote on her still folded A4 paper without even touching or looking at it, the girl with sses was amazed. She exchanged a surprised nce with herpanion, and her first reaction was to look up at the ceiling where she had just written, trying to confirm if there were any surveince…
As long as they were convinced, it was fine. Xiang Kun gave a slight smile to the two girls and spoke, “Everything can beputed, that’s the magic of calction. Every crease on that paper has its own wisdom, and to exin the principle, it’s highlyplex. My friend is a high-achiever from Stanford, and he has done a lot of rted research over the years…”
Speaking of this, Xiang Kun gave Zi Cheng a meaningful nce: now it’s your turn, I’m almost running out of fuel here!