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"Xu..."
"Keep chatting for a bit more."
"Alright!"
Li Jiangao once again started to type aimlessly.
Just typing whatever came to mind.
This time the other party also began to let go, and many times it was no longer confined to a single line of dialogue from each of us.
Often Li Jiangao would send out a sentence and get several replies in return...
It wasn't until five minutes later that Xu Dajiang finally spoke up.
"Okay."
"#End test" Li Jiangao then quickly typed.
"This time it must have been a real person," Xu Dajiang said confidently.
Even though the other party repeatedly claimed to be a robot and that it couldn't lie.
But Xu Dajiang still spotted several logical loopholes.
As the other party said, machines are supposed to be best at logic.
Li Jiangao again looked toward Tan Jingrong.
This time, Tan Jingrong complied good-naturedly without standing up, just hiding his head behind the monitor and saying, "This time it's still the Group Wisdom chat module, but it's different from the version just now, it's the one before today's iteration."
"How is this achieved?" Xu Dajiang asked in astonishment.
This time he was really confused.
Regrettably, this was clearly beyond Tan Jingrong's area of expertise, and he was momentarily speechless.
"Using a multimodal neuron system regulated by group theory, we employed an attack vector technology in the process of decoupling language. At the highest level of the model, representations are controlled by such advanced abstractions, achieving generalization between text and symbols.
It's also through the stimulus of the input language that attack vectors provide a simpler vector to the model itself, thus realizing an anthropomorphic natural language dialogue pattern," Qiao Ze explained.
This was, of course, Qiao Ze's explanation.
Clear, simple, and straightforward, like neatly typed code—apart from those who were unfamiliar with the subject, it was almost flawless.
Coincidentally, everyone in the project studio except for Qiao Ze was a layman.
Xu Dajiang looked at Li Jiangao, hoping to get an explanation. Li Jiangao then looked toward Tan Jingrong, thinking that his student, who spent his days in the studio, should be able to understand some of the terminology used, only to see Tan Jingrong staring blankly at Qiao Ze.
Realizing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Qiao Ze looked up, thought for a moment, and added another explanation: "For example, when humans face an unexpected message, a possible reaction is surprise, then happiness, displaying a smile; or it could be surprise, mouth agape, distraught with grief.
Machines can't understand these emotions, but we can use an attack vector to judge and analyze which direction the emotion brought by this message should lean towards, and compel the system to make a choice."
Anyway, according to Qiao Ze, the kid doesn't plan to release the technology first but to publish a paper instead.
Then the experts in the field will naturally judge it.
It wouldn't be up to me to make that sort of joke.
Li Jian Gao laughed a little but didn't insist or agree.
After all, he wasn't quite clear on how Qiao Ze had accomplished this task either.
"Qiao Ze told me yesterday that the model is still incomplete. He plans to first publish a series of papers using the data he has now. After the papers are published, they should attract attention. Then he will decide whether or not to expand the scope of the project. Because the model itself still needs to identify more content to prove its advanced nature."
Li Jiangao relayed Qiao Ze's thoughts to Xu Dajiang.
Since everyone is here, it's better to be open about it.
"Speaking of this, Qiao Ze told me earlier that he plans to write seven or eight papers around this topic. What did he mean when he said it would be almost done in half a month?" Xu Dajiang said, slapping his forehead.
"Oh, Qiao Ze writes papers quite quickly. He'd already written one about this topic before, discussing the theoretical conception. I was going to submit it to the 'Pure and Applied Mathematics Communications' at the Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences, but it was held up. That's why he decided to get the papers done first," Li Jiangao explained.
Xu Dajiang silently calculated the time in his head and then looked at Li Jiangao with surprise, saying, "No, that's not right. You mentioned starting this project to me in June, and Qiao Ze only came to the school at the end of May, right? Had he finished that paper before coming to the school?"
Li Jiangao shook his head, recalling the shock he felt when that paper was completed in eight hours straight, and replied in a slightly odd tone: "Yes, as I said earlier, Qiao is pretty fast at writing papers."
"But, even fast... A paper you dared to submit to a top journal was finished in just a few days? That's the Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences!" Xu Dajiang said, frowning slightly.
The interval was too short, so short that Xu Dajiang still clearly remembered that at the time, he too had boasted for Qiao Ze in front of Zhuo Wenyu.
Xu Dajiang still remembered his original words, which were that if Qiao Ze was given some time, maybe in about half a year, he might be able to independently write a paper of sufficient standard to submit to a domestic core journal.
At that time, he had thought that was already a bold exaggeration.
But reality slapped him in the face.
A domestic core journal?
The target was clearly a top international journal.
"More or less," Li Jian Gao replied vaguely.
There was no way around it; if he told Xu Dajiang straight up that Qiao Ze told him he wanted to write a paper at noon and submitted it that same night, it would actually sound less credible.
It has to be admitted that sometimes reality is so absurd that one can hardly believe it is true.
"I understand!"
Xu Dajiang nodded, then said earnestly, "By the way, Jian Gao, the head of admissions department told me last time to ask me to speak to logistics for Qiao Ze's mother, to make arrangements for a dormitory manager's position. But I was thinking, isn't a dormitory manager a bit disrespectful to her? When you get a chance, ask Qiao Ze if his mother can use a computer.
Instead, I can try to help find her an office job at the school's activity center. How about that?"
Li Jiangao immediately agreed, "Then, I really have to thank you on behalf of Qiao Ze. Like this, after this project is finished, I will have Qiao Ze invite you to a meal."
"Hey... Why be so polite? We are all family here! Alright, I'm off."
"Yes, goodbye, Dean Xu."