Chapter 653: Accidentally on a hot search again

As time passes, a pile of manuscripts has already appeared in front of the desk.

"Forget it, facts prove that this path doesn't work."

Xu Qingzhou stares at the manuscripts with a headache. After a long while, he shakes his head, takes out new A4 paper from the side, and mutters to himself: "Let's try the multi-objective particle swarm algorithm again. Hmm, first introduce the Pareto frontier selection strategy of the NSGA-II framework to balance strength and density indicators."

10 minutes pass.

Just as Xu Qingzhou is immersed in complex calculations, he is pulled back to the real world by the vibration of the phone on the desk.

A call from School Beauty Song.

Only then does he notice that the sun has already fallen to the horizon in the southwest, and the orange-yellow sunlight has dyed the few clouds on the horizon red.

A rare sunset glow scene.

"Come down for dinner; I'm waiting for you in the lobby on the first floor."

The call is connected, and School Beauty Song's voice is still cold and clear.

Song Yao hasn't gone to the company during this period, and most of the time she is basically at the research institute.

Her model now needs to use the research institute's supercomputing resources, and she has been staying in her office all day today.

Xu Qingzhou looks at the formula in front of him.

【Target function design: minimize f = α * (1 - (η_...)】

He is still not satisfied and doesn't want to move his butt. This is like a pilot taking off, only to be interrupted by someone else.

Brothers and sisters who have been pilots know that being neither up nor down is very uncomfortable.

However, he still nods and says, "Good, I'll be down immediately."

He dares to guarantee that if he dared to refuse, School Beauty Song would kill her way to his front within 3 minutes and hammer his head.

My savage girlfriend.

Xu Qingzhou sighs with a smile, simply packs his things, and goes downstairs.

In the living room, the girl wearing a gray coat is standing gracefully, her hair draped over her shoulders, and her expression is indifferent on her exquisite and perfect facial features. Just standing there, the aura of a professional strong woman comes rushing over.

"Let's go."

Xu Qingzhou walks up.

The two hold hands, but before Xu Qingzhou can squeeze them, they are shaken off by Song Yao.

"This is at work." Song Yao reminds him in a low voice.

"You were the one who reached out first."

Xu Qingzhou coughs dryly and looks left and right. Fortunately, at this time, people are either eating or have already gotten off work, and there is no one in the lobby.

Subconscious actions are the most fatal.

He usually likes to squeeze Song Yao's little hands to play.

The two had already made a three-chapter agreement long ago to keep their distance at work. After all, as the person in charge of the research institute, pulling and dragging in public has a bad influence.

Song Yao "tsk"ed, walked to the canteen side-by-side with Xu Qingzhou, and changed the subject, "If I hadn't called you, would you have waited until late at night to eat again?"

"No, I was just about to call you to eat even if you hadn't called."

"Nonsense, when you were silent just now, you were definitely thinking about finishing the calculation before coming down."

"As expected of a married couple; look at how we have a tacit understanding."

"Heh, I know your character clearly."

The research institute's canteen is quite good, with two floors, enough to satisfy the meals of hundreds of people, but given that there are relatively few people at present, only the lower floor is open.

Half an hour later.

Two young people walk out of the canteen.

The sun has completely disappeared below the horizon, the street lights on both sides of the research institute are on, the vegetation coverage rate is quite good, and after night falls, the environment is exceptionally quiet, giving people a feeling of leisure.

"Honestly, if you were to rank the research institute's canteen, ours would definitely be in the top ten in the country."

Xu Qingzhou touches his stomach with satisfaction. He visited various research institutes in his previous life, and some of the poorer canteens were really just clear soup and light water.

Song Yao doesn't refute; at the very least, the research institute's canteen is better than Jingda's.

Of course, the best is still cooking at home by herself.

"Stroll for a while."

Song Yao sucked a big bowl of noodles in the evening and is energetic right now. Looking at the quiet scenery, she intends to pull Xu Qingzhou to digest the food.