Su Xiang tilted his head and said, "what's the matter?"

"Oh, the AI I gave you can sell for money." Lu Zhengkang's wind and cloud look irritating.

It's very difficult for AI products to get the promotion value recognized by the state these days. How difficult is it? It's hard to become a kind of metaphysics. The products of large technology companies are not necessarily over approved, but those of small workshops are more likely to come out.

Countless AI products are produced every day, and then the producer must submit a complete copy to the national internet intelligent Audit Bureau.

The audit process starts from the moment the data is uploaded.

AI security is the first priority, so those creative powerful intelligence will be stuck, while those simple and straightforward stupid intelligence will have a relatively loose audit scope. It's like a low door. It's not friendly to the tall, but it doesn't mind the dwarves sneaking past.

But what is really popular in the market is tall people after all. People don't need those cheap goods to occupy the use space of their mobile phones. Therefore, to have both safe and practical AI products is absolutely priceless.

Lu Zhengkang's AI futoude has been polished in the learning space for two years. It's medium in size and can get into the low door by bending slightly.

Although the server he bought is a little poor, only 60 qubits, it can meet the needs of tens of millions of users when sold in the application market.

What does that mean?

A lot of money and a lot of social credit points.

"Big money, take me." Su Xiangli was pitiful.

"Well, how can I take your gift to promote it?"

"But it must be very profitable."

“…… It's reasonable. No, you're not a rich woman. You still have a little money? "

"The landlord's family will be in trouble one day, too. Short oil, save money quickly."

Lu Zhengkang thought, "also, save a wife this, later can be betrothal gifts."

"Who do you want to marry?" Su Xiangli's joyful appearance is like a silent scream: choose me, choose me!

Lu a fun smile, Xiao Su a look, do not have to guess all know this damage, want to make fun of her.

[Sue: I haven't been teased by him for a long time. Well, at the beginning, he was like a brother next door teasing my sister. He always played me around, but now he can't. ]

the man who wants to save face will always hold it in front of the beautiful woman, just like the Han Han who pretends to sleep. As long as he succeeds in teasing him so that he can't pretend, he can get a hundred times of happiness.

This time it's su Xiang's turn to pretend to be sleeping.

Lu Zhengkang was thinking. He stopped taking Yu Guang to peep at her and muttered, "Oh, it's hard to do. If we have money, and this handsome appearance is comparable to Gu Gongjin, we need a beauty like big and small Joe to be worthy of me."

Su Xiangli resisted the anger that sprang up to his throat and just blinked, "how can you be a beauty like big and small Joe?"

Lu Zhengkang looked up and down at Su Xiangli in disgust. He was tall, angry, and his eyes were happy. The more he looked, the more he cherished. After all, he didn't say anything about the wheels.

Xiao Su tilted his head. "What's the matter? Talk."

"Say what?"

"Say who you want to marry."

Lu Zhengkang pursed his mouth and was about to open his mouth. Zhang yingxuan in front of him yelled, "you two, don't show your love. Do you want to go?"

"Go, go, wait for us!" Lu Zhengkang was relieved and took Su Xiangli's hand to catch up with the army.

As for who Lu Zhengkang's wife was going to make betrothal gifts to, it's a mystery for the time being.

……

Lu Zhengkang rushed into the house, threw his schoolbag on the sofa in the living room for the first time, and then went to the bedroom yawning.

The simulation cabin he bought earlier has been moved back to his home and is standing beside the bed, but he doesn't use it very often, so he has two younger sisters who use the simulation cabin for one hour at most every day and will be ejected by the system for more than one second.

So, it's a pity that the expensive machine in the simulation cabin is accumulating dust twenty-two hours a day.

On his way back, Lu Zhengkang still wanted to watch a movie in the simulation cabin, but when he got home, Su Xiangli sent him a video call. He rushed out of his bedroom and rushed into the projection room.

The two kids discussed how to meet again when they went to high school.

Su Xiangli really likes ballet, and she can get quite professional guidance in the Affiliated High School of national arts, so even if she said she could accompany Lu Zhengkang to the same school, she was rejected.

"It's OK. I come to see you every day." Lu Zhengkang comforts Su Xiangli like this.

"But I'm still reluctant to leave you."

They both know that when they go to high school, if they can't be in the same school, there is not much chance to meet again.

Lu Zhengkang is hesitating. With his strength, he can go to the national art secondary school. Although he did not take the art examination, he can pass the selection examination of other people's school directly.But painting is only his hobby after all. In his mind, art is no more solid than science after all. Maybe it is a kind of deep-rooted idea. Lu Zhengkang thinks that art specialty is not good enough.

You can also learn normal culture courses in the Affiliated High School of national arts, but the teaching staff has their own emphasis. Students who do not engage in art should try not to go there.

He can't even start when he thinks about it.

It's said that if the two feelings last for a long time, they will not be there all the time. But the poet who wrote this sentence is actually an amorous prodigal.

Alas, there is no perfect law in the world. Lu Zhengkang decided to let it be. There must be a way to get there.

Leaving aside the issue of further education for the time being, Lu Zhengkang asked fututo to register its own patent, and finished the task in three or two seconds. Then Lu Zhengkang asked fututo to hang up its own offspring on the Internet for people to download.

Of course, it's not a free download. The software has a three-day trial period. If you want to continue to use it, you have to buy the right to use it for 160 yuan.

This price, already very conscience.

Those junk AI are expensive to sell for ten yuan. Most of the powerful advanced intelligence is membership system. If you want to use the full function, you have to spend six or seven hundred yuan a month. Lu Zhengkang's futoude is a once-in-a-lifetime purchase, which makes people know that it is a workshop product.

Miraculously, as soon as his AI program reached the application market, it received more than 100 downloads. Lu Zhengkang knew that it was provided by crawler software hung up by those technology companies at home and abroad. They searched for "wild" Ai on the Internet every day. If they thought it was valuable, they would contact the manufacturer to buy the copyright.

Sure enough, Lu Zhengkang's mailbox was bombed. In an instant, dozens of emails were all business cooperation invitation.

Lu shrugged and said to Su Xiangli with a smile that he would be rich soon.