Regardless of the episode about the white moonlight, as time went into the middle of February, the students of various colleges returned to school one after another, and the empty campus became lively again because of the winter vacation.

Although there are still a few days to go before the formal class, the children who love learning have started to run to the library with their textbooks.

Like Lao Zheng.

At this time, he is habitually furtive, doing things openly and aboveboard, but he is afraid that others will know what he is going to do.

Even if no one cared about what he was doing with the book, he would casually report his itinerary before going out——

"I went to the library to play with my cell phone."

Then, waiting for no response, he disappeared from the door.

"Lao Zheng is also very diligent. It's only two days since the beginning of school." Zhu Kening said with a smile.

"Maybe the final grade of last semester hit him." Hao Yun, who was packing the book, said casually.

In fact, in terms of conscience, Lao Zheng's final grade of last semester was very good, even if he was called an acoustic bully.

However, this is Jiangcheng University.

The students who can enter here, not to mention other aspects of ability, at least the examination ability is not bad.

"Volume," while slip out of the old Zheng, to 401 door-to-door of Zhou Xuan shook his head, sighed, "is too volume."

Lying on the bed, Liang Ziyuan turned over and went on sleeping.

Last night, although this guy only played the guitar until 10 o'clock, he hummed until midnight.

To be honest, Hao Yun was a little scared by him.

Is that song so catchy?

This is just a prelude!

"Do you study in the library, too?" Looking at Hao Yun, who was packing the books there, Zhu Kening, who was leaning on the chair, asked casually.

Hao Yun: "no, there's an academic lecture in the auditorium. I'm going to listen to it."

Zhou Xuan put up his thumb and said with admiration.

"Bullshit! Mr. Hao has begun to listen to academic lectures. "

Zhu Kening was also full of emotion.

"Pattern, this is the pattern. It's time for old Zheng to learn."

Hao Yun

……

Some time ago, when Hao Yun asked President Li about brain computer interface, President Li suggested that he go to the upcoming academic conference and ask the real industry leaders for advice. He also helped him get an invitation letter for the recent high-level academic conference.

The conference was organized by the Institute of neuroscience, Jiangcheng University, covering a wide range of scientific research fields from brain biology to computing technology and artificial intelligence.

Judging from the titles of the scholars listed in the invitation letter, the gold content of this seminar can be said to be quite high.

In addition, the invitation is also printed with the logo of the partner and sponsor.

Among these sponsors, Hao Yun even saw the familiar logos of rice, Longwei, Haishi group and so on.

Obviously, it's not only the academia, but also the industrial giants who are interested in this technology.

Seeing this, Hao Yun could not help feeling.

Maybe that's one of the reasons why Xia state has been able to improve itself and become the first power of the people's Federation of China

At the entrance of the auditorium, there is a red banner with the words "11th International Brain Computer Interface Technology Symposium" on it.

When he got to the front door, he just looked up and saw the words. Hao Yun was surprised.

He thought that the research on this technology was just started recently, but he didn't expect that it would be held until the 11th session.

To the volunteers at the entrance of the auditorium, Hao Yun shows the invitation letter that Dean Li helped to get. Hao Yun walks into the scene of the seminar.

Although he arrived early and half an hour before the seminar officially started, many people have arrived ahead of time to exchange greetings with their familiar colleagues.

As a complete layman, Hao Yun doesn't know anyone standing here. He has nothing to do except wait for the meeting to start.

Just when he hesitated to chat with someone with less hair, someone suddenly recognized him.

"Are you Mr. hao?"

Hearing the sound coming from the side, Hao Yun turns his head and looks at the sound source. He sees a middle-aged man in formal clothes, who looks about 30 years old, walking towards him in surprise.

"... who are you?"

"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Wu fan, a researcher in the Institute of neuroscience, Jiangcheng University! At present, I am engaged in the research of brain computer interface related technology. I wrote the paper about imitating salient structure recently published in brain neural network

Er, which one?

Although he has published many papers in this field recently, Hao Yun is not impressed by the one he said.

"... hello."

Looking at the researcher's outstretched right hand, Hao Yun, out of politeness, extended his right hand and shook it with him.

After loosening, he looked at the man in front of him curiously and asked.

"Do you know me?"

"Mr. Hao is joking. You are the man of the year in Jiangda. How can I not know you?" Wu Fan said with a shy smile after withdrawing his right hand. "I just didn't expect to meet you here."

"Don't be so polite. I just happen to be very interested in this aspect of research, so I'll take advantage of my free time to visit here."

Hearing these words, Wu fan's eyes suddenly brightened, looked at Hao Yun excitedly and said.

"Are you interested in BCI technology?"

"Er, sort of..." looking at the guy suddenly in high spirits, Hao Yun nodded.

To be honest, he's not very interested in this guy.

First, I haven't heard of his name. Second, this guy has thick hair and doesn't look very professional.

This may be biased, but Hao Yun doesn't think this guy has much experience and accumulation in this field just by looking at his age.

However, the researcher named Wu fan obviously didn't realize that he had been labeled unreliable in the heart of the big man, and he was still talking about the application prospect of brain computer interface technology.

To be honest, Hao Yun has been tired of reading these materials for a long time, and he doesn't want to hear him repeat them.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to leave, a line of light blue pop-up windows suddenly floated out of the heads of the people in front of him.

[talent: neuroscientist]

[potential value: 9]

what the fuck?

Potential 9!?

From unlocking the system to now, Hao Yun has only seen such a high potential value once before.

Countless possibilities flashed through my mind.

In a moment, he gave up the idea of ending the topic. Hao Yun looked at the researcher with nine potential value in front of him excitedly and interrupted his endless words.

"What about industrialization? How long will it take to see this technology go from the lab to the production line? "

"As long as ten years, as short as five years!" He didn't notice the change in Hao Yun's face, so Wu fan continued, "of course, the biggest problem in the research of brain computer interface technology now is that many debates are still at the theoretical level, and there is no money for experiments. Although those big factories are interested in this technology, they are actually very stingy. They are all the owners who don't see rabbits and scatter eagles. If there is enough hot money pouring into this field, maybe this day will come a little faster. "

Hao Yun continues to ask.

"So you think the biggest problem facing brain computer interface technology is money?"

Wu Fan said confidently.

"You can say that. Anyway, I don't think it's a big problem to get this thing out as long as I have money!"

Hearing this, Hao Yun's face became more and more interested.

"If you have a hundred million yuan, are you sure you can get results in a few years?"

"Me?" Maybe it's bragging. Wu fan didn't want to make a draft either. He laughed and said, "it's not my bragging. If I had a hundred million yuan fund, I would make it in three years at most."

three years?!

Is it so awesome?

Hearing these words, Hao Yun was overjoyed and said.

"That's a deal! After three years, I want to see results! "

Wu fan

What?