Chapter 490: Confused by School Beauty Song's teasing

After eating, Xu Qingzhou ran to wash the dishes, while Song Yao went to the computer to check the Mobile Corps Commander algorithm model. Although she wanted to complete it as much as possible by herself, it wasn't realistic.

You have to know that short-selling strategies like this are generally completed by teams of more than five people.

Academic things can be clarified.

A strange luster flashed in Song Yao's eyes. Given the scenes where this person had her act as Song Laoshi a few times before, she thought of something fun.

Xu Qingzhou came out of the kitchen wiping his hands, looking at the cold-faced School Beauty Song: "How should we do this?"

Song Yao stood up, gave up her seat, and signaled for Xu Qingzhou to sit down.

So proactive today?

Xu Qingzhou was surprised, guessing it was because she knew he wouldn't behave, so Song Yao didn't sit with him when she was busy.

She sat down happily, and while at it, pulled School Beauty Song into his arms. Since he was sitting, he couldn't let Song Laoshi stand and lecture him.

Song Yao clicked the mouse with one hand, opened the document, and said at the same time: "What you need to do is high-frequency signal synthesis, which is extracting effective trading signals from raw market data in high-frequency trading, such as price, volume, and order flow, filtering noise, identifying patterns, and predicting the future..."

Xu Qingzhou listened carefully, his hands also more behaved than usual. Taking advantage, well, it depends on the time; this model was indeed very complex.

He had mastered many of the contents from the previous few times; he just purely wanted to tease School Beauty Song.

However, he wanted to be serious, but the girl in his arms was a bit different. While explaining to him, her body moved, leaning back against his chest.

Xu Qingzhou didn't suspect anything, also adjusting his posture to better hold School Beauty Song in his arms.

"It needs to use Fourier transform, decomposing time-series signals into sine/cosine components of different frequencies, identifying periodic patterns..."

In the living room, the girl's voice was light and clear, logical and organized.

Xu Qingzhou could easily know Song Yao's needs.

Tesla's stock price showed repeated rise-pullback cycles within a specific second-level time window, possibly triggered by algorithmic trading. Through spectral analysis of Fourier transform, the dominant frequency could be located, constructing trading signals based on periodic phases.

Through scalable mother wavelet functions, simultaneously analyzing the time-domain and frequency-domain characteristics of the signal.

But...

Xu Qingzhou's gaze darkened, because the School Beauty Song in his arms had just said a few words and moved a few more times.

"How do I suspect... she's doing it on purpose."

But...

He looked at Song Yao's expression.

Serious and solemn.

2 minutes passed.

Song Yao moved a few more times in Xu Qingzhou's arms, her expression still serious:

"Entropy measures the uncertainty or degree of chaos of information. Here, I suggest using a sliding window calculation, with a 500-millisecond window, to calculate the entropy of the order flow direction..."

Case solved, Song Yao was definitely doing it on purpose.

But Xu Qingzhou was already a bit confused. Rubbing back and forth, especially while maintaining this seriousness and coldness, gave him a sense of stimulation.

"Using wavelet coefficients, entropy, and Fourier spectrum as input features, train an LSTM model to predict price direction..."

Song Yao didn't continue, her heart beating non-stop.

"And then?"

Xu Qingzhou held School Beauty Song's slender waist tightly, still wanting more.

"And then?"

Song Yao blinked, trying her best to calm her breathing, and pried open the fingers wrapped around her waist one by one, saying word by word: "You should work hard."

After finishing, she stood up holding her computer and sat down opposite Xu Qingzhou.

"..."

Xu Qingzhou took a deep breath, adjusted his sitting posture, and looked at the girl opposite with resentment. Seeing Song Yao's innocent big eyes, he could only sigh.

"I'll take a shower to calm down."

Revenge, this was naked revenge.

Only caring about taking off but not landing, this girl was a bad person.

At the table, Song Yao looked up at Xu Qingzhou who had ducked into the bathroom, snorted in her nose, and thought to herself: "Deserved, who told you to anger me all day."

However...

Thinking of the scene where the two were stuck together just now.

Her cheeks felt a bit hot.

Not to mention Xu Qingzhou, even she had some strange feelings, inexplicably wanting to be close to Xu Qingzhou.

Song Yao, oh Song Yao, you've fallen.

If it were in the past, how could she have imagined that she would deliberately rub back and forth in a boy's arms.

Song Yao sighed in her heart.

10 minutes passed.

Xu Qingzhou came out after showering, finally calm, opened his computer, and looked at the document Song Yao sent him. It was quite troublesome to actually do, involving various economic models and extremely complex algorithms.

He asked: "When do I give it to you?"

"Before November."

Song Yao had recovered her composure after a while.

"Time is still sufficient."

Xu Qingzhou nodded slightly; it wasn't a problem to get this thing out in a month, "Let's make a small start today."

11 o'clock at night.

Song Yao had already come out after showering, secretly glanced at Xu Qingzhou, sat on the sofa, and secretly scolded: "There's a great beauty standing in front, and he only cares about academics."

"Eh~"

Xu Qingzhou looked up strangely, School Beauty Song was peeking at him?

But when he looked over, Song Yao was already holding her tablet reading materials.

Song Yao observed Xu Qingzhou with her peripheral vision, pulled her nightgown up, revealing a section of her thigh, nodded with satisfaction, and continued reading materials. Based on her understanding of this guy, he would definitely take the bait.

Xu Qingzhou lowered his head to calculate for a while, looked up, and saw the girl lying on the sofa, her fair and slender legs stacked together, her tender little feet still swaying gently.

"This girl is fishing."

He was certain of his thoughts.

"Heh, using this to test a cadre?" Xu Qingzhou chuckled in his heart, closed his laptop, still wanting to test his own weak point.

Creak~

Er Miao tilted its head and looked at the sofa, wanting to know what kind of movement it was. Seeing the familiar scene, it turned its head away again and fiddled with the cat teaser.

On the sofa, Xu Qingzhou, who was pressed underneath, was lifeless.

Used to it.

October 1st.

The Xia Nation was celebrating nationwide, lively and extraordinary.

Because from the 1st to the 8th, the names of the Nobel Prize winners would be announced one after another.

On October 1st, the Karolinska Institute in Sweden announced that the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine was awarded to James Allison and Tasuku Honjo.

The Physics Prize, Chemistry Prize, and Physiology or Medicine Prize were worth watching.

Such as the Literature Prize, Economics Prize, and especially the Peace Prize, were more manipulatable and not worth watching.

However, although many people were criticizing it at the moment, the overall gold content of the Nobel Prize was self-evident; at the very least, no other award could surpass the Nobel Prize yet.

And it hadn't reached the point where people said the Nobel Prize was only worth looking at and laughing off.

The Physiology or Medicine Prize was considered a warm-up.

Xu Qingzhou wasn't that expectant; if nothing unexpected happened, the list of winners would be about the same as in his previous life, and his attention was more on the experiments.

With the help of the weekend, he optimized the model again, deciding to reduce the surface roughness to RMS=0.8nm, in order to reduce the graphene transfer damage rate.

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