Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Security Bureau.

The second she saw the "Security Bureau", Yang Baoyi almost fainted!

How could it be here? !

Doesn't the Security Bureau ignore ordinary cases?

Who is Meng Fu? !

She has done a lot of dirty things in her life, and she has done countless times to threaten others, even worse than Jiang Xinchen.

When threatening Jiang Xinchen, she only called two people at random, because it was because she really didn't take Jiang Xinchen seriously.

This was the first time she was threatened by someone, and it was the threat of her family's life.

Passing the hospital, passing Raize...

Now Yang Baoyi is really afraid, she has no doubt that Meng Fu can make her family disappear without a trace!

and many more……

Yang Baoyi suddenly remembered that Steward Yang told her that Jiang Xinchen had left today. She wanted to ask Steward Yang about the follow-up, but when she called, Steward Yang's son picked up the call and told her that Steward Yang was sick and in the hospital...

Why did he suddenly fall ill after being so well-behaved?

Yang Baoyi shrank together, feeling helpless despair for the first time.

**

Jiang Xinchen's side.

He followed behind Yu Wu, his whole body was like a marionette, his mind could no longer think normally.

Yu Wu probably also knew about Jiang Xinchen's current state, so he didn't let him get in the car, but let him stand under the car, "Master Jiang, stand and calm down first."

After a long time, Jiang Xinchen's mind slowly turned around. He looked at Yu Wu, "I, my sister..."

"Miss Meng is very powerful." Yu Wu squeezed a cigarette to light himself, bit the cigarette butt and looked at Jiang Xinchen, "Then what... the Duan family? Don't worry, don't dare to do anything to us."

Jiang Xinchen nodded.

He was indeed a little unbelievable.

Although he is the young master of the Jiang family, he also clearly knows the gap between the Jiang family and the Yang family, let alone the Duan family, especially in his eyes, Meng Fu is just a star...

"But Young Master Jiang, you should improve your strength," Yu Wu exhaled smoke, and threw the gun in Jiang Xinchen's hand, "This is for you."

Jiang Xinchen's fingers trembled a little, but his eyes gradually became firm.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" Meng Fu came late, walked slowly, put on his hat again, and looked at Jiang Xinchen lazily.

Jiang Xinchen clenched the cold gun in his pocket, shook his head, "No."

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, "Tomorrow you go somewhere with someone."

Jiang Xinchen didn't ask, and nodded directly: "Okay."

Meng Fu sat in the back seat, lazily propping up the car window, "Okay, go back to eat."

Yu Wu grinned at Jiang Xinchen.

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips, followed behind Meng Fu, and his mood did not calm down all the way back.

After returning home for dinner, Meng Fu took away the draft paper from Jiang Xinchen's room, went back to Jianghe to finish the calculations on the draft paper, then turned on the phone and sent it to Yang Zhaolin.

Meng Fu: [picture]

Just a very simple step and answer.

On the phone, Yang Zhaolin received Meng Fu's picture.

After dinner in the evening, he couldn't find Butler Yang, so he went to the study to continue his calculations, but he kept this matter in his mind, feeling that something was wrong, and planned to go see Butler Yang tomorrow.

When Meng Fu sent him a WeChat message, he quickly clicked on it.

They built nuclear submarines. In modern weapons, nuclear submarines are mostly used to drop bombs and determine the enemy's position. It is necessary to use the position to track and locate the enemy's information.

The most important thing for a submarine is to use information to locate the place for the most accurate strike. In order to obtain more accurate data, it is necessary to use Kaman filter to measure the optimal state.

There are also various situations. Yang Zhaolin and the others use the UHK filter algorithm.

The UKF algorithm has long been proposed, but it is still close to being applied to nuclear submarines. The research team has drawn up simulation scenarios, but Yang Zhaolin and the others have done various experiments, and these algorithms have not been calculated yet.

The measurement update equation and the time equation can be calculated, but the optimal solution cannot be calculated.

The database is huge, the numbers are large, and there are many interference items. It takes several days to calculate, but the time given to them is until tomorrow. If the optimal solution cannot be obtained, the algorithm must be overthrown again and the previous algorithm used. .

Yang Zhaolin thought of Meng Fu Jiang Xinchen mentioned.

But with the idea of ​​giving it a try, Meng Fu actually wrote the answer.

UKF Yang Zhaolin also studied it. Meng Fu gave him a very simple process, but finally got the result, which clarified the accuracy of positioning and tracking.

Yang Zhaolin looked at the simple steps she sent and calculated again.

Meng Fu's calculation ability is strong, and the calculation process is all in his head. Yang Zhaolin spent several times the time to calculate.

At four o'clock in the morning, Yang Zhaolin wrote four dense sheets of paper, and finally wrote out the positioning and accuracy based on several main formulas of Meng Fu.

His eyes were a little dark, but it confirmed Meng Fu's calculation.

Yang Zhaolin was overjoyed, today was the deadline, he didn't even eat, so he took these papers and called Duan Shenmin.

At four o'clock, Duan Shenmin was woken up by Yang Zhaolin's phone call, and heard Yang Zhaolin's excited voice: "My cousin figured it out!"

Duan Shenmin was also doing calculations last night and didn't go to bed until twelve o'clock. Hearing this sentence, his drowsy mind instantly cleared up, "Have you reached a conclusion? Go to the research institute immediately and have an urgent meeting. I'll call the others."

He quickly got up from the bed, put on his coat, and while washing up quickly, he contacted other members of the team to go to the research institute.

**

Yang Baoyi was missing, and the phone couldn't be reached. Pei Xi searched all night, and finally got through to her phone, knowing that she was in the hospital.

Before she could go to the hospital, Duan Shenmin called.

She had to rush to the institute for a meeting.

When I went to the office, several other members of the team arrived, and Duan Shenmin's team had more newcomers. After all, Duan Shenmin was a newcomer, and their data team was only the weakest of the five nuclear submarine measurement data teams.

Pei Xi is one of the higher ones in Mathematics City.

Since she was here, a middle-aged man asked, "Professor Pei, did you figure it out?"

Pei Xi pressed her forehead, a bunch of data filled her mind, heard this, and shook her head, "I don't have any."

The middle-aged man sat back on the chair and sighed.

A group of people were talking, Duan Shenmin and Yang Zhaolin came in outside, Duan Shenmin's expression was obviously very excited.

Seeing Duan Shenmin's expression, Pei Xi was taken aback.

Duan Shenmin didn't notice her at all, but put his hands on the conference table, and put the detailed steps written by Yang Zhaolin on the slide, "Our final result has come out, everyone check it out, if there is no problem, I will submit the report immediately go up."

With this sentence, everyone in the conference room was blown away.

Everyone looked at the screen seriously, and after confirming that the calculation was true, they were very excited.

"Duan Que, did you and Zhao Lin figure it out?"

"What kind of brains are you all?"

"Great!"

"..."

Duan Shenmin squinted his eyes, raised his hand to tell the others to stop talking, and finally smiled, "This is calculated by cousin Zhao Lin. Zhao Lin and I will discuss it with her."

"Zhao Lin, who is your cousin? Your family is all perverts, right? There is Pei Xi in the model, and a cousin in the algorithm!"

"Hurry up, add my cousin to our team, it's even more powerful..."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion among the pedestrians, and no one looked at Pei Xi anymore.

Pei Xi looked at Yang Zhaolin and frowned: "Which cousin is it?"

Yang Zhaolin let out a sigh of relief, and smiled when he heard Pei Xi's words, "It's Ah Fu.\

,""Her?" Pei Xi couldn't believe it. She frowned even tighter. Meng Fu was only a freshman, not a mathematics major. Her tone was suspicious, "I wrote a few model equations and determined the algorithm. But her calculation skills are really good."

Hearing Pei Xi's words, Yang Zhaolin glanced at Pei Xi. He knew that Pei Xi had always been aloof, so he didn't say anything.

Duan Shenmin smiled and looked at Pei Xi, "Yes, your cousin is amazing, but when it comes to modeling, no one can compare to you, an honorary professor."

Pei Xi said lightly, "Okay, don't talk about me."

"Okay, I won't say anything," Duan Shenmin smiled, "I don't want to compare these people with you. You are the youngest honorary professor and the youngest winner in China."

Everyone else laughed.

"However, the algorithm is sometimes needed. Ask her. It may be difficult to join the group. I will try my best to submit the application." Duan Shenmin said, looked at Pei Xi again, and smiled, "Xixi, I will trouble you when the time comes. Let's talk, since they are all girls, she may listen to you more."

Pei Xi pursed her lips, seeing that most people in the office showed great interest in Meng Fu, she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

**

Su Huang went to pick up Jiang Xinchen for special training early in the morning.

On Meng Fu's side, as soon as she woke up, she received several WeChat messages from Yang Zhaolin, asking if she would like to join the nuclear submarine team.

Meng Fu pressed Reply, lazily unable to return.

Yang Zhaolin called, and his voice was serious: "Cousin, are you really going to learn some perfume? You're like this..."

For a moment, Yang Zhaolin seemed to be possessed by Dean Li.

Quickly interrupted him, "Brother, if you have any questions in the future, we can discuss it, forget about nuclear submarines."

Yang Zhaolin asked her why.

Meng Fu leaned on the sofa, "I'm a good citizen, I don't deal in weapons."

Yang Zhaolin: "..."

He was silent for a while, and glanced at Duan Shenmin beside him. Duan Shenmin gave him a look. Yang Zhaolin was in a very complicated mood, "Then bring Xinchen back for dinner at noon. We want to thank you very much. Also, you helped us solve a problem." Big trouble, you should be rewarded."

Meng Fu originally didn't want to go back to Yang's house for dinner, but when she heard the reward, she paused for a moment, and then said softly, "Since you insist on being so polite, then I'll make it easier."

Yang Zhaolin: "...?"

Jiang Xinchen went to train with Su Huang, so naturally Meng Fu couldn't take him back for dinner.

At noon, she asked Su Di to drive her back to Yang's house.

In the Yang family, Duan Shenmin, Pei Xi, Yang Zhaolin were all there, and there was a middle-aged man.

Others didn't see it.

When their researchers are together, the data discussed are all confidential data, so naturally they cannot eat in public at will.

When the middle-aged man saw Meng Fu, he opened his mouth and stared for a long time, "This is your cousin?"

Solving such a difficult algorithm problem turned out to be a popular star in half the sky? ?

Yang Zhaolin introduced this middle-aged man to Meng Fu, "This is from our team, Dr. Wu, who was also my advisor before, and now he is in the same engineering institute as Xixi. If you follow the news, you should have seen him."

"Hello, Dr. Wu." Meng Fu rubbed his nose, quite calmly.

She knew nothing about the people in China except Dean Li.

It seems that Dr. Wu is not clear.

Pei Xi glanced at Meng Fu, then looked away.

Duan Shenmin apologized to Meng Fu, and observed her carefully: "Thank you this time."

Meng Fu sat at the dining table and waved his hands casually, "You don't need to thank me, I just read this kind of algorithm, found that issue of the journal, and just brought it in by analogy."

When Pei Xi heard this sentence, she looked up at Meng Fu.

Duan Shenmin and Dr. Wu were also taken aback. They thought it was Meng Fu's calculation, "Have you ever had this journal?"

"Well, SCI Mathematics 1-S7." Meng Fu said lazily, and took the cup handed to her by the servant.

Pei Xi glanced at Meng Fu, then took out his mobile phone and logged on to the official website to search.

She found a paper, then sneered, and handed it to Duan Shenmin.

Duan Shenmin took it over and took a look. 1-S7 was a journal published four years ago. This kind of journal is outdated. There is indeed an article on the calculation of UKF, which is a bit brief, but it is indeed somewhat similar to today's one.

He froze for a moment, then looked at Meng Fu, "You know all the journals from such a long time ago, and you can understand them, which means you are not bad."

It's just a little bit worse than what I calculated.

Yang Zhaolin didn't believe that it was Meng Fu's own opportunism, but how did Meng Fu know about SCI journals? Didn't she basically not read them?

He looked at Meng Fu suspiciously.

Dr. Wu also looked at Meng Fu, chattering, "Your knowledge is too extensive..."

Meng Fu: "...No, I just watched that episode."

Meng Fu is a star, and Dr. Wu heard from Yang Zhaolin that she was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and she solved the algorithm by analogy. Dr. Wu was very curious about her, and asked her during the whole dinner. Duan Shenmin also paid close attention to her: "Your college entrance examination mathematics I heard it was difficult?"

Meng Fu nodded: "A little bit."

Zhou Da intervened to see that even Jin Zhiyuan was in Waterloo.

Dr. Wu admired, "Then you can get full marks."

"Does the professor know about the math problem SCI paper from last time?" Yang Zhaolin looked at Professor Wu with a smile, "Ah Fu can understand it too."

Professor Wu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Meng Fu, "You just finished the college entrance examination, can you tell me your opinion?"

Meng Fu glanced at Yang Zhaolin, then leaned on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes slightly, very official, as if he was reporting to Mr. Galton: "The paper, I think, the most important thing is the final thinking space theory, Poincaré guessed there..."

Pei Xi also read this paper.

What Meng Fu said was only the end of the thesis.

She sneered.

Pei Xi could hear it, and Dr. Wu naturally heard it a little bit, but Duan Shenmin didn't know much about that paper, so he didn't hear it much.

Still asking Meng Fu about other things.

Pei Xi was tired of hearing this, and didn't want to hear Meng Fu talking about it anymore, so she got up after a quick meal, and went upstairs to find Yang Zhaolin's computer, "I'm going to use my cousin's computer to do the modeling, and it's just the last bit. "

Yang Zhaolin's computer is easier to use than the laboratory's, and they all know that they came here today for calculation and modeling.

Hearing that she was modeling, Duan Shenmin and Dr. Wu both put down their chopsticks and followed after eating, "Wait, I'll go and have a look too!"

They hurriedly greeted Meng Fu and went upstairs.

Did not look back.

Yang Zhaolin didn't go upstairs, but only looked at Meng Fu, not believing it: "Is that really what you compared?"

Meng Fu: "..."

Formo Young?

She paused, then changed the subject, "Where are uncle and aunt?"

"They went to the hospital to see my aunt, and my aunt broke her hand." Yang Zhaolin frowned when he thought of this, and his thoughts were diverted.

Yang Baoyi's injury was somewhat unpredictable.

Meng Fu lowered her eyelashes to hide the deep coldness in her eyes, and she pinched a root vegetable: "If you want to see her, take me with you."

Yang Zhaolin nodded, and asked about Jiang Xinchen again, "I'll take you back later, and send his airplane model back, let's go and see Auntie together."

"They are studying this model," the two of them finished their meal slowly, and Yang Zhaolin didn't go upstairs to discuss with Pei Xi. He always felt that something was wrong with Meng Fu, so he showed Meng Fu his research next to him, " What do you think of this calculation model?"

Meng Fu leaned over to take a look, probably understood the model, "This model needs to be recalculated, the covariance of the budget status looks..."

"How does the covariance look?" Upstairs, Pei Xi happened to come down, she held back for a day, finally couldn't hold back, and directly took the document from Yang Zhaolin's hand, "Meng Fu, this is calculated in a week as a whole. It came out, I just confirmed the result, you don’t want to ‘look what you look’. I admit that your algorithm is good, but the most important thing in mathematics is the model and space view, the algorithm can be replaced by a computer, since you are good at mathematics If you are so interested, go back and take a good look at the origin of mathematics, study it for two or three years, and then comment on these papers and models, do you know what book the origin of mathematics is?"

**

It took a long time to study UKF.

Fourth, try to write longer to compensate everyone~