While Zhang Jingyuan was thinking, Li Changxing and the other two were also thinking.

Li Changxing: The most perfect individual of electronic information is the human neural unit...

Wang Qingwei: The moving body of an animal is the most perfect machine...

Fang Qingshan: Is there any computer that is more precise than the brain? Is there any software that is more precise than human thinking?

Looking at the setting sun, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly felt that he should write a paper to express his thoughts to the world. The theme of the paper is the level of ability, which determines the final achievement of life.

According to one's own memory, human energy is directly utilizing vitality, so we have the current wisdom; while computers and other energy are coarse particle energy, so we cannot achieve intelligence in any case. It seems that intelligence has been developing rapidly in recent years, but it is getting further and further away from real intelligence.

In the prehistoric world, using simple formations and materials, you can create puppets like humans! This is something that today's technology cannot achieve, because it can! The level is not enough!

However, Zhang Jingyuan didn’t know how to write, how to write, where to submit articles, etc., but it doesn’t matter, he has a professor. Nowadays, with the opening of people’s wisdom and the development of society, there is no soil for survival. And now, the bad behavior of intercepting students’ papers has basically been cut off. Once discovered, the entire school will be shamed.

However, if you want to find a professor, of course you can't come to the house casually. By the way, a professor is very busy. In addition to daily lesson preparation, he usually also takes on scientific research tasks. Therefore, Zhang Jingyuan must draft the content himself and ask the professor to help correct it. This is the correct attitude of the newcomer; otherwise, if there are so many students, how can the professor come over?

He gathered his three bad friends together, plus three roommates, and seven people started the discussion together. Speaking of three major relationships in life, fighting together was almost a life-and-death experience, which allowed Zhang Jingyuan's three roommates to quickly integrate into Zhang Jingyuan's small group of four. However, by the way, Zhang Jingyuan also invited Zhou Feixuan halfway, and after all, he agreed to her join her "future" scientific research group.

But when Zhou Feixuan came, a group of Yingying Yanyan - more than ten female classmates who were heroes who saved the beauty that day, there were nine of them, including three sophomore year, including Zhou Feixuan and six freshman year. Let me introduce to each other, these female classmates were called:

Liu Yanxia, ​​19 years old, has short hair and is very energetic, a freshman;

Huang Feifei, 20 years old, looks a little delicate, with her long hair dragged to her waist, and she is one year old;

Qi Fengwu, 20 years old, has a slim figure, is said to be able to dance swan dance, with long hair on the shoulders, and is a freshman;

Sun Feiyu, 19 years old, has a tall figure and a popular appearance, but is very cheerful, short hair, a master of women's basketball, freshman;

Yu Jingjing, 20 years old, is a little fat, or plump, half-length hair, plump figure, youthful and charming, and quiet characteristics, which actually makes some people show a kind of wolf's vision, freshman year;

Wei Baojuan, 20 years old, dresses slightly fashionable and has light makeup, but she is undeniable as a beauty, a ponytail, and a freshman;

Jiang Huilan, wearing glasses, a bookish atmosphere, her hair is not long, and she wears a few hairpins, which exudes an intellectual beauty; sophomore year;

Feng Xuezhi, a very ancient surname, looks a little cold, and her little tiger teeth look a little cute when she smiles. The pure and innocent jade and cuteness are perfectly integrated on her body. Her long hair is tied into a whip, turned over her shoulders, and hangs in front of her, with a unique flavor, sophomore.

The rest is Zhou Feixuan. Today, Zhou Feixuan actually put on light makeup, her long hair shawls fluttered in the wind, and her faint smile at Zhang Jingyuan caused a wolf howling.

"Hey, A Yuan, everyone is here, they are all talented men and women. Let's throw the questions out and discuss them together." So, under the shade of the school playground, 16 people began a heated discussion.

At the beginning, everyone discussed Zhang Jingyuan's thesis topic. Everyone talked about it and discussed the topic of the thesis. Of course, many of them were the imaginations of young people, which may be a bit unrealistic. But it doesn't matter. With these ideas, Zhang Jingyuan can organize more reasonable information based on his "Wuwang" memory.

Then everyone talked more about it. When they heard Li Changxing say that Zhang Jingyuan and seven men would form a laboratory and have started preparing now, especially Zhou Feixuan has joined, and the remaining eight girls have stopped working and are clamoring to join. For today's college students, doing research is not only an interest, but also a concern for their future.

"Okay, okay, everyone has a share. When my paper is completed, write down your names!" Zhang Jingyuan shamelessly surrendered under the eyes of sixteen shiny people.

"Then, what's the name of our laboratory team?" Wu Yuliang looked a little dull, but he could always grasp the core of the matter.

"It must be loud!" "It must be easy to remember!" "It must be unique!"...

Listening to the noise around him, Zhang Jingyuan shouted: "Okay, I decided, just call him the Master Laboratory! I am the captain!"

"Ahhhh... It sounds so ugly! Don't run away, sisters catch him! I brought lipstick!" Zhou Feixuan showed her nature for the first time!

In the evening, Zhang Jingyuan returned to the dormitory in a panic and quickly took a shower. He couldn't see anyone. These women went crazy and pressed Zhang Jingyuan down. Of course, there were traitors... The result was that now Zhang Jingyuan's face, arms, neck, and clothes had become graffiti walls!

"Damn lipstick! Even more abominable traitor! But hehe, the name of the master's laboratory has been decided, and I am also the captain, hum..." Zhang Jingyuan cursed while washing.

In the next few days, Zhang Jingyuan went to class to learn from the views and knowledge of the new era, and read widely on the other hand. More importantly, he used the memory experience of "Wuwang" to verify and combine the mutual verification of practice civilization and scientific civilization. A paper with a length of more than 10,000 words was freshly released. The title is "Biomicrobial Science: On Energy and Life". Then there is a collection of theoretical excerpts that lasted more than ten pages, and there were also signatures of sixteen people. After all, Zhang Jingyuan was too busy to find so many documents in a short period of time, and everyone really made great efforts.

"Okay! No one has ever put his ability to discuss with life. This is a brand new topic. For the time being, it is also an extremely valuable topic." Xiang Yundong read for a long time. On the one hand, he kept referring to various documents and on the other hand, he was also thinking. The paper is not a novel, it is not just a laugh after reading it. "So that, Zhang Jingyuan, your paper is designed a bit novel, and I can't judge too much. I contact the principal and ask a few friends to help me read it. If you wait for my news, you will have a reply within three days."

"Oh..." Zhang Jingyuan was a little disappointed. But thinking about it, after spending so much effort, I am really disappointed in my reply now.

"Haha, Jingyuan, your article is so good that I can't even judge the value of it. So I have to find more senior experts to comment." Xiang Yundong, who is fifty years old, suddenly judged Zhang Jingyuan's current mentality. He immediately comforted and researched scientifically. Although it was difficult, talents were even more rare. A good talent needs to be maintained as much as possible.

"Thank you, teacher!"
Chapter completed!