Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Ren Jun was busy with things, but he also watched the live broadcast and the group.

As soon as Ren Weizhong said, he lowered his head and saw Meng Fu's Weibo page.

Her Page Verification is updated.

Added official certification -

Class II researcher.

Ren Jun was in a daze. He took the phone and turned to the hot search page.

Unexpectedly, the hot search was dominated by Meng Fu again——

【Scientists of Meng Fu】

【Neural Networks】

【Meng Fu Character】

There is a word "explosive" behind every hot search.

When I clicked into the hot search, there were still some cards.

Out of respect, after knowing Meng Fu's identity, he did not investigate Meng Fu's personal affairs.

After this incident came out today, he even used means to stop the marketing account.

After learning that Sheng Yu didn't take any action, although he didn't understand, Ren Jun didn't have any reason or position to participate in Meng Fu's matter at this time.

Ren Weizhong glanced at Ren Jun, "Sir, do you want to inform the master about this..."

Ren Weigan, Ren Weiwei, and even Ren Weixin, the younger brother of Ren Weixin, are all rare talents in the world. Ren Weiyi, who has become very famous, joined the laboratory at the age of fifteen.

The members of the seven major families are basically not ordinary people, and they have possessed extraordinary talents since childhood.

So after knowing Meng Fu, Ren Weizhong felt that Meng Fu could do what he liked.

But never expected that Meng Fu would become a researcher this year without making a sound?

Ren Weiwei was able to become a researcher at the age of fifteen because she received systematic training from the Ren family, and her talent was discovered by the Ren family at the age of five.

But Meng Fu was different. Her living environment was very different from Ren Weiyi's, so she was able to become a researcher at the age of twenty, and she was also very talented.

"No need." The corner of Ren Jun's mouth couldn't help grinning, but he restrained himself.

He logged into his Star Chaser account and posted a Weibo that forwarded the lottery. When he clicked on "Neural Network", he frowned slightly: "Go and check for me, about the neural network."

"Neural network unit" is a matter of the research institute, Ren Jun is in charge of Rewu, so I don't know about it.

All I know is that Ren Weiyi is also taking care of this matter.

Now that Meng Fu was involved, he asked someone to intervene.

Originally, he thought that what Meng Fu was doing was just an ordinary project, but when Ren Weizhong brought the materials over, Ren Jun turned two pages, and his face suddenly sank.

Ren Weizhong poured Ren Jun a cup of tea, and after he calmed down, he also realized that this project was wrong.

"This... is obviously looking for blame," Ren Weizhong looked up and down, his eyes fixed on the signature on the last page, and his eyebrows twitched: "Is it Baili Ze?"

Ren Jun's eyebrows and eyes were frosty, and his tone was neither cold nor calm: "That's all they have."

In words, he was extremely contemptuous of the Qixie.

Ren Weizhong nodded, the Four Associations, and the Military Association is a little bit better, the Weapon Association is bad to the bottom, and these people know the dirty things inside, and the one who died in the Su family back then was also unclear.

To this day, the Su family does not forgive the Weapon Association and does not interfere in any matter of the Weapon Association.

Ren Weizhong frowned, "Is he for the only lady?"

He had just checked on Meng Fu's affairs by chance. She had no importance in the research institute, and the only person she had contact with was Dean Li, but Bai Li Ze obviously wouldn't do anything to Meng Fu and the others because of this incident.

After thinking about it... I'm afraid it's also for Ren Weiyi.

He was beating Meng Fu.

The Ren family couldn't hide Meng Fu's affairs.

Presumably Ren Weiyi and Ren Weigan and those people know that it is no secret that Bai Lize and Ren Weiyi have a good relationship, and I am afraid they also know about it.

Right now, Ren Weiwei's appeal in the Ren family is stronger than Ren Weigan's.

"I've known for a long time that President Baili has gotten close to the only lady recently, but I didn't expect it to be so close." Ren Weizhong pursed his lips, "Master, Miss Meng and the others have fallen into the trap this time."

Especially with such a big commotion on the Internet, the "neural network" could not be completed in the end, which was a double blow to Meng Fu.

Now the public opinion is that 99% of this project can be completed, and Meng Fu's identity as a researcher is forced to be exposed. If the project cannot be completed, no matter her future in the research institute ends here, the public opinion of netizens will crush her.

Ren Jun closed the document, obviously very angry, his eyes were stained red, "The report will be in eight days?"

"Yes." Ren Weizhong nodded.

Ren Jun frowned, "We will go that day too."

Knowing what Ren Jun was going to do, Ren Weizhong glanced at him, but did not dissuade him.

On the other side of the Ren family.

Ren Weiyi stood at the window and put down the scissors: "My adoptive father, he should know, right?"

The confidant next to her nodded, a little puzzled: "Why does Mr. Ren pay so much attention to that Miss Meng?"

Even if he is a fool, he knows that he should hold onto Ren Weiyi all the time.

A biological daughter can be spoiled in secret, but it is not very good-looking when it is put on the stage. The aristocratic family is intricate and complicated.

"I can't make waves," Ren Weiyi didn't care much about Meng Fu, who was just a researcher who went in and out of the research institute, and had no effect on her. "Is there any new news from Duan Yan?"

The confidant shook his head, "He has been in the class recently, he didn't come out, and he is still busy with the Hengwu project. The experimental project of this project has been completed, and the effect on ordinary people is also very good. Xiangxie attaches great importance to him."

Duan Yan's teacher joined the federation and had a veto right in advance in the Fragrance Association. Unsurprisingly, Duan Yan is almost a candidate for the next president of the Fragrance Association.

Xie Yi, who Ren Weiyi had been optimistic about at the beginning, was turned down.

At this time, it is not easy for Ren Weiwei to offer an olive branch to Duan Yan.

The good news is that Duan Yan only concentrates on perfumery, which is very similar to Feng Zhi, he has not expressed his allegiance to any party.

Ren Weiwei is not in a hurry, she has a lot of people who she can use now, she glanced at the pruned flowers: "Is there any news about the surveillance I asked you to adjust?"

"I have contacted you three times. The monitoring you requested was indeed broken that night, and nothing substantial was recorded." The confidant's voice was very respectful.

Ren Weiyi nodded.

The confidant thought for a while, "After a while, it will be Ms. Meng's report meeting. Are you going?"

"No need," Ren Weiyi didn't care much, and his voice was flat, "This project cannot be completed in the current domestic stage, and this is the last time she will stand on the stage of the report."

Even if Ren Jun finally deployed strong means, it would not be of much use.

There is no need to pay attention.

**

Jiang Xinran's side.

She was thinking about it, but she didn't expect Meng Fu to be able to make a comeback.

Before Meng Fu's live broadcast started, she went to Luo's family. Tong's family was in dire straits in T City and had been completely defeated. The entire Tong's family had already moved to the capital.

Fortunately, Tong Eryu had some talent, and the Luo family also valued him. For the Tong family living in the Luo family, except for a few members of the Luo family, no one else looked down on him.

When she came to Luo's house, Yu Zhenling naturally came with her.

Yu Yong's life is hanging by his life now, and Yu's family can't make ends meet, so she can live a little better only by following Jiang Xinran.

Mrs. Tong's attitude towards Jiang Xinran is also calm now, she is not as warm as before, she only casually greets Jiang Xinran to drink tea.

There was nothing unusual on Jiang Xinran's face, and when she mentioned a few things about her work in the Painting Association, Madam Tong's expression improved a little.

There was the sound of walking upstairs.

The servant at home raised his eyes, took out his coat, and stepped forward with a smile: "Master Biao, are you going to the Chinese medicine base now?"

"En." Tong Eryu nodded lightly.

He was wearing a dark shirt, he was thin and tall, and his expression was a little indifferent.

Seeing Jiang Xinran and Yu Zhenling, she greeted them politely.

Since the last time he found out that Jiang Xinran had torn up the book by himself, his attitude towards Jiang Xinran became a bit cold, but he didn't tell Madam Tong about this matter. After all, he still had a little pity for Jiang Xinran.

But that's all.

Jiang Xinran looked at Tong Eryu's appearance, got up and still greeted with a smile, but her heart was still bitter.

She lowered her eyebrows, and while Tong Eryu was talking to Yu Zhenling, she reached out and opened the tablet on the table.

Enter Weibo at one point, and it will be the live broadcast of Meng Fu's press conference.

Probably hearing Meng Fu's name, the three people in the hall, Mrs. Tong, couldn't help casting their gazes over. Even Tong Eryu paused and looked this way.

Madam Tong was surprised: "This is Meng Fu?"

Jiang Xinran pursed her lips.

But in my heart I sneered.

You see, after reading it, you know who Meng Fu is, do you still think of Meng Fu from time to time?

But Jiang Xinran didn't show it on her face, she raised her head, hesitated to speak: "I don't know either."

As she said that, she clicked on the big screen, and heard the reporter's sharp question Meng Fu——

"You made so much money, what kind of heart do you have to repost a scientific researcher's Weibo? Is it because of ridicule?"

After listening to a few questions, Mrs. Tong understood the cause and effect. She shook her head, "She is an artist, why is she going to participate in the work of scientific researchers?"

Yu Zhenling took a sip of tea, not daring to look into Madam Tong's eyes.

Jiang Xinran lowered her eyes, covering up the ironic smile in them.

Before he could finish his smile, he heard the voice of a middle-aged man on the tablet: "...Student Meng is an official researcher."

Jiang Xinran's smile stopped on her lips, and she froze.

They didn't open the barrage, so they didn't know that the barrage was crazy.

Yu Zhenling didn't quite understand these things.

Madam Tong was stunned for a moment, "Formal researcher?"

Tong Eryu, who was about to leave, also came over. He stared at the tablet in Jiang Xinran's hand, "The people in the research institute belong to the Equipment Association."

For the Luo family, the Fourth Association is something they look up to.

Especially the Armed Forces Association and the Equipment Association.

Not to mention Tong Eryu and Mrs. Tong, even Yu Zhenling, who didn't know much about it, was stunned for a moment, staring at the screen in a daze.

Jiang Xinran didn't have any good intentions when she opened the Internet. At this time, she heard Tong Eryu's words, her lips trembled, "Sister, she...isn't she just a freshman, this person was recruited by their marketing team... ..."

After hearing Jiang Xinran's words, Mrs. Tong also reacted.

The main reason is that Meng Fu is too young.

Tong Eryu just put on his coat, "Then their team is really good, and they can invite the principal of Peking University."

After saying this sentence, Tong Eryu breathed a sigh of relief, ignored Jiang Xinran, turned around and left here.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and bit it.

In the house, the three women were all sitting in place, not knowing what they were thinking.

**

Meng Fu's incident has been posted on Weibo for three days, and the popularity has not died down.

The main reason is that the entertainment industry has come so close to the scientific research industry for the first time.

You even saw many official accounts in the scientific research circle commenting on Meng Fu's Weibo.

In addition to the Painting Association and Weiqi club, there are more XX news and XX official.

So much so that Meng Fu's fans didn't dare to comment blindly on Meng Fu's Weibo, all the comments were rainbow farts——

[Brother Fu, you've worked hard in descending to earth! 】

Meng Fu didn't know anything about this, if she had known about it two days earlier, she would have been affected, but she just found out today and revealed her identity, and she seemed to have calmed down a lot.

When she came back, she threw herself into the intense neural network process again.

Because of Meng Fu's enthusiasm, netizens also started heated discussions on the term "neural network".

Some sane IT experts have had serious discussions and expressed their opinion that "neural intelligence" is now just utopian.

However, the word "Meng Fu" seems to have been deified again for eight days.

A group of people came out of nowhere on the Internet, and they simply worshiped Meng Fu blindly——

[Brother Fu can definitely do it! 】

[Brother Fu is omnipotent! 】

These comments made Zhao Fan and Puffs tremble with fear. In their eyes, these comments were tantamount to "flattering", and too much was too much.

Zhao Fan also realized that there was a deeper conspiracy behind this incident, and began to control these remarks, but the other party penetrated everywhere.

Some big Vs have already begun to express their views on these "fans".

I learned IT until I was bald: I know Meng Fu is a good artist, and I admire her very much, but the "neural network" is utopian in the first place. I said she couldn't complete it. Why do some fans chat with me privately? Anyone who knows a little about IT knows that what I said is true. This project was originally a joke. I finally know how the annual scientific research budget is wasted. some practical things.

At this point, I learned IT to be bald and published a vote——

【Can Meng Fu complete this project? 】

1. can

2. cannot

3. Not clear

In the past two days, people on Weibo have been arguing to a certain extent, and more than one expert came out to say that this is utopianism.

Most of the fans on Weibo firmly voted "Yes".

There are also some sane people who voted "can't".

Most of the votes were known, and the people around Ren Weiyi also showed her the feedback on the Internet. She glanced at it casually, and just voted "no" lightly, and left it alone.

**

Eight days later, the deadline for the "Neural Network" was reached, and the project report meeting was held in the lecture hall of the Institute.

At five o'clock in the morning, Xin Shun sent the last string of data to Meng Fu and came to the lecture hall.

During this time period, someone has already come to occupy a seat in advance.

At six o'clock, a group of security guards and guards came and set up a line of defense in the lecture hall.

Everyone who comes in is carefully screened.

Xin Shun hasn't been in touch with Meng Fu for the past two days. He and Beth are in charge of the data part, and Meng Fu is working on the IT part. In fact, he doesn't know how the process is going.

Not long after, Dean Xu, Vice President Zou and others came over.

They sit in the first row.

Dean Xu's coming to Xinshun was also expected.

There were more and more people, and the seats in the lecture hall were almost full, and many people stayed outside and did not come in.

Xin Shun checked the time and called Meng Fu, but he didn't get through.

He who had always been calm was a little anxious now.

Seven fifty-five.

Jin Zhiyuan looked at Meng Xun, "Isn't the Great God here yet? She hasn't checked the data with us yet."

But he was not in a hurry, Meng Fu liked to step on the spot.

Xin Shun shook his head, he looked at Beth, "Mr. Beth, you know about our project, do you think our report today will be successful?"

"My data is all detailed," Bess was silent for a while, and his research in the past eight days is almost the same. "In addition to the actuarial model, there is another problem that is algorithm integration. I asked my teacher about the neural network. It was the Federal T0 If your team has a T0-level algorithm, it will be difficult to succeed, and our model is already half successful."

Hearing this sentence, Xin Shun also became nervous.

Dean Xu went to the backstage to look for Xin Shun. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help smiling: "Mr. Xin, are you ready?"

Xin Shun raised his head lightly: "We still have a member who hasn't arrived yet."

The algorithms and models are all in Meng Fu's place.

Dean Xu did not expose Xin Shun, but returned to the original place.

At 7:57, a young man slowly entered through the gate. It was Qian Dui whom Xin Shun had seen before, and beside him was a handsome man.

In the hall, everyone stopped for a moment because of their arrival. Not many people knew Qian Dui, and most of them were intimidated by his aura.

The staff beside Xin Shun dripped with cold sweat, "Mr. Xin, that's..."

Xin Shun had never seen Bai Li Ze before, and only looked at Qian Dui, "That's from the Weapons Association."

The staff gasped, they were just a report meeting under a department, why did the people from the Equipment Association come here?

Bai Li Ze didn't sit in the first row, so he just randomly found a seat beside him.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked in slowly. His complexion was pale, and he held two black balls in his left hand. He walked up to the row of Baili Ze and slowly took his seat.

Bai Li Ze, who was already seated, saw the person coming, and saluted very gracefully: "Mr. Ren."

"Chairman Baili." Ren Jun pushed a thousand catties in twos and twos.

At this time, Qian Dui whispered something in Bai Lize's ear.

Bai Lize raised his hand, looked at the time on his wrist, and smiled softly: "It's almost eight o'clock, Mr. Ren, do you think Ms. Meng's report will be successful?"

Ren Jun's face didn't change much.

Seven fifty-nine.

The people in the hall couldn't wait any longer and started making noise.

Dean Xu held the microphone, raised his hand to look at the time on the watch, and then smiled, "It seems that Teacher Xin's results have not come out, and no one has come up to report..."

"Ding--"

As he was speaking, the slide behind him suddenly opened.

Meng Fu lifted the curtain and came out from the back. She didn't hold anything in her hand, but only took a mobile phone: "Thank you to all the teachers and seniors who came to the scene. First, I will show you the algorithm model of the neural network."

As she spoke, she snapped her fingers.

At this time, four large characters were projected in front of the reporting platform, in four-dimensional font——

"Neural Networks"!

This is the first time that a four-dimensional font projected out of thin air has been seen in China.

Under the stage, Ren Jun, who was about to order Ren Weizhong, raised his head and looked at Meng Fu who was standing on the stage, talking eloquently.

The entire lecture hall, like boiling water dripping into a frying pan, was in an uproar.

There was still a cyan color under Meng Fu's eyelids, and he turned slightly sideways, with clear eyebrows: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."