Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

When the belated Ouyang Yu reunited with his teammates, the first sentence he opened his mouth was: "How is the food for tonight? Is it satisfactory?"

It was clearly a normal sentence, but it sounded inexplicably cadenced.

"You shouldn't be left alone with Mark." Xie Yuchi and Lin Ruiqi took a step back, "Don't talk to us."

"What's the matter, I'm not infected today." Ouyang Yu didn't realize it, "I speak so normally."

"..." Xie Yuchi looked indifferent, "That's really normal."

While laughing, Ji Tong filled a small plate with a few desserts that he thought were the best tonight, and handed them to Ouyang Yu: "Here, Aunt Susan's baked apple pie."

Ouyang Yu was flattered and reflexively said: "Oh—"

Xie Yuchi felt that the virus was attacking his nerves crazily, and said frantically, "Stop it!"

As a person who had been infected by the real translation virus, Ji Tong was not afraid at all, and was watching the fun with great interest, but was pulled away by Pei Qingyuan calmly.

Although this new model was made by Pei Qingyuan, during the development period, he had to face a lot of material every day, and it has been desensitized in theory.

But the virus is still terrible, if you can hide it, hide it.

Ji Tong looked at the snow falling outside the window, and now he missed Mark who was alone in the hotel.

In Mary mode, Mark's voice has been adjusted, it doesn't sound like Ouyang Yu anymore, it really looks like a handsome gentleman in an old black and white movie, with an elegant and magnetic voice.

He sighed: "If only Mary could talk."

Pei Qingyuan said: "When the game is over, you can make another Mary for Mark."

He added: "A real Mary with a bionic appearance."

The preparation time for this competition was too short to optimize Mark into a fully humanoid robot.

But the future is still very long.

He still has a lot to do.

Ji Tong turned to look at him: "Really?"

"real."

Ji Tong immediately imagined: "Then I want to watch Mary and Mark play cards face to face."

Pei Qingyuan said with a smile: "I thought you would want Mary and Mark to play flying chess with us."

"That's right, Ludo, I'm thinking about which one to play first."

"And kicking, Mary can play, so Mark needs to know too."

"I also want to play football, wait, which one should I play first..."

The next day, the competition venue.

The venue this time is larger than the domestic competition, and the environment is better. Each sub-venue of each competition has a special broadcast lens for interested audiences from all over the world to watch online.

College students from various countries shuttled around the venue with their own robots. Many media reporters and industry insiders visited the venue, and the venue was extremely lively.

Among the crowd, Ji Tong and his party always received extra attention.

Not only because of these outstanding oriental faces, but also because of the unique robots around them.

There are many cute robots, but there are not many cute and gentlemanly robots.

Today Mark didn't wear a coat, only a black bow tie around his neck, and a top hat on his round head.

Xiao Jianping was at the front of the team. He led all the students who participated in different competitions into the venue. Each group had a competition today.

And Mark followed behind Ji Tong, and greeted Mary No. 1 beside Qiao Yunhe: "Good morning, Miss Mary, I hope you have a sunny morning."

Qiao Yunhe couldn't help being shocked: "The voice of this new model is actually quite sexy, but it's a bit brainwashing."

Xie Yuchi, who was wearing earplugs, said: "It's not bad, it's not very brainwashing."

"Then why are you wearing earplugs?" Someone asked immediately, "No, aren't you wearing earplugs? How did you hear us talking?"

Ouyang Yu tried to analyze: "This is probably because he said he didn't like it, but his soul was attracted by Mark, and he couldn't help but approach him."

Mark summed it up elegantly: "Honey, I seem to get what you mean, it's called being honest, isn't it?"

"Does this devilish Chinese-Western mash-up really exist..."

"Help, who the **** came up with this weird idea!"

"I'm going to see Mark take the world by storm right now!"

Amidst the giggling laughter, the teams cheered each other up and then separated, heading towards their respective sub-venues.

Walking into the area of ​​major life events, Ji Tong met the champion team last night again.

Anne, a warm and friendly blonde girl, greeted them: "Hi, we meet again."

She looked at Mark curiously: "I finally saw Mark with my own eyes. Is the display screen on his chest the latest addition?"

Because Mark has an extra display screen on his chest, he didn't wear a coat today.

There is a small button next to the frame of the display screen, and Ji Tong reached out and pressed it.

"Yes, fair lady."

While Mark answered Annie, a string of corresponding foreign language subtitles quickly scrolled on the chest display.

Annie and her teammates were surprised: "You have made a translation module, and the response speed is very fast."

"Wait, you don't seem to have set a translation language for Mark."

Pei Qingyuan said: "Mark can recognize it automatically."

This is the function they have focused on developing in the past two months to prepare for the international competition.

Annie immediately changed her language to greet Mark, and Mark still answered in the magical Chinese accent, while the chest subtitles were replaced with the corresponding foreign language, with excellent accuracy.

"Unbelievable..."

Annie, who was so shocked, couldn't care less about Mark's magical tone, and said from the bottom of her heart: "Mark can be a translation assistant, not an entertainment robot. Such a practical positioning may help you achieve better results."

Ji Tong replied with a smile: "It's okay, Mark is also very good now."

Mark understood what he said, raised the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his mechanical hand skillfully: "Thank you for your beautiful compliment, dear."

Ji Tong couldn't help shaking hands with the gentleman Mark: "You're welcome."

After they bid farewell to Annie and the others politely, Annie stared at the back of them leaving without returning to her senses for a long time.

After a while, she said to her companion: "This is really a strange team. It has the best technology and creativity, but uses it to do the least important things..."

Her companion answered her with a smile: "But it's very entertaining, isn't it? Anne, you still have a smile on your face."

Similar conversations also took place among the judges.

The judges in the international competition come from different countries around the world. They have known the competition situation of each country in advance, and will focus on those more powerful teams and interesting entries.

Pei Qingyuan's team and the robot Mark are the most discussed.

"They have unquestionable abilities, and I remember they are Xiao's students."

"Xiao is also here. I just greeted him in the venue. He is always very discerning in choosing students."

"But why didn't Xiao remind them to make something more valuable?"

One of the men with brown curly hair sighed: "I know Mahjong and poker are fun games, but it's really not important enough in people's lives. I feel sorry for the time wasted by these young people."

A judge with an oriental face who had been listening to their conversation finally couldn't help but said at this moment: "I have talked with Professor Xiao about this, and he likes Mark very much."

Everyone turned their attention, and the female judge said in a gentle tone: "You should know that Professor Xiao made a humanoid robot called Xiao Ming to accompany his wife who couldn't go out. At that time, Xiao Ming was already a A very groundbreaking robot."

"Professor Xiao said that if he had such a good idea when he was young and the technology was mature enough, maybe his wife would have more happy times."

Thousands of miles away, in the sunny faculty dormitory, Shi Yuelan was sitting in a wheelchair, concentrating on watching the live broadcast on the computer screen.

The robot Xiao Ming brought a glass of water and placed it firmly on the table beside her.

After the opening ceremony was over, there were competitions starting in different venues one after another, and the competitions of life events that Shi Yuelan was most concerned about also started.

A familiar face flashed across the screen, and she excitedly said, "Look, Lao Xiao, Xiao Pei..."

When Mark wearing a black bow tie appeared in the center of the screen, Shi Yuelan laughed: "Mark wearing a bow tie is also cute, Xiao Ming, do you want to change your look?"

Xiao Ming's camera eyes moved: "It looks good, you can try it."

Xiao Ming was made many years ago, its appearance is slightly outdated, and the AI ​​is not smart enough, Xiao Jianping mentioned to upgrade it, but Shi Yuelan did not agree.

"Xiao Pei has drawn number six, and it will be their turn soon."

Shi Yuelan seemed to be talking to herself, and also seemed to be chatting with Xiao Ming: "After this international competition is over, Mark should also enter the market."

"When the time comes, shall we buy a Mark?"

Xiao Ming promised her in a clear voice: "Okay, what do I need to do?"

With its intelligence, it can't actually understand the previous string of words, and can only recognize the last interrogative sentence.

Shi Yuelan smiled and shook her head: "No, you don't have to do anything, it's fine as it is now."

Her voice was gentle: "We will have one more friend at that time, and the family will be more lively."

"Good master." Xiao Ming looked at the untouched water glass and reminded, "Master, don't forget to drink water."

Shi Yuelan obediently picked up the water glass and touched its head: "It's smarter than you. It can play mahjong and many board games. Even I can't, but you will stand by and teach me the rules, right?"

Xiao Ming nodded, and it sat down beside Shi Yuelan, watching the screen with her, just like it had done in countless days.

The white robot's voice was full of seriousness: "Yes, master, Xiao Ming will always be by your side."

In the picture, amidst the polite welcome applause, the pea-green mark moves the roller, follows behind Ji Tong, and walks towards the mahjong table in front.

According to the information and function descriptions reported by the team, the staff prepared a mahjong table this time, and let Mark show its most distinctive mahjong playing function.

The competition method was the same as last time, with two judges and one team member competing at the same table with Mark.

However, mahjong is different from poker, and its popularity in foreign countries is relatively low. There are only three or four judges who can play mahjong, and the only foreigner who can play mahjong is the middle-aged man with brown curly hair.

The organizing committee also invited two foreigners who had won prizes in international competitive mahjong competitions to explain to the judges.

Pei Qingyuan's team did not emphasize how superb Mark's mahjong skills are, but said that its mahjong level can be adjusted according to people's requirements, because it is positioned as an entertainment robot. It's called entertainment.

Considering the level of the opponents in this round, Mark's mahjong skills have been adjusted to a moderate level. Winning or losing the game is not the most important thing, the key lies in Mark's overall performance throughout the process.

Ji Tong, brown-haired judge Tom, and the professor surnamed Liu who knew Xiao Jianping sat down at the mahjong table.

Tom still had a fresh memory of the game video he had watched before, and he asked Ji Tong: "What mode will Mark use today? Will he attack us like he attacked the opponent that day? However, can I understand what he said?"

Ji Tong answered him in a fluent foreign language: "It's a brand new model, even if you can't understand it, you can understand it."

Tom was wondering what this sentence meant when he heard Mark sitting across from him say something he didn't understand in a strange tone.

Mark swiftly stretched out his robotic hand to pick up the mahjong, scanned the opponent with his camera eyes, and said politely: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to meet you here tonight."

At the same time, foreign language subtitles scrolled on the display screen on its chest, which Tom understood.

Professor Liu was the first to laugh without restraint: "This tone sounds very familiar, like watching an old movie."

Ji Tong explained to her with a smile: "Yes, the inspiration for this model does come from the dubbing style of dubbed films in our country in the early years."

Mark's response was extravagant, operatic: "Your wisdom shines as brightly as your beauty."

Hearing this, Professor Liu laughed even harder, and accidentally dropped all the mahjong tiles he just picked up in his hand.

Mark saw this scene, picked up the mahjong tile immediately, and handed it to Professor Liu politely: "Ma'am, this is the tile you dropped."

From language to movement to visual recognition, Mark's performance is impeccable, stronger than two months ago.

Professor Liu was shocked, and quickly reached out to accept the cards, and said sincerely: "Oh, my God..."

As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help feeling that her tone seemed a little off.

And Mark retracted the manipulator, touched his bow tie, and seemed to be tidying it up.

Then it dropped its hand and responded very humbly: "It has been my greatest honor to serve you."

After solving this episode, Mark continued to draw cards. The decorative watch on his wrist was illuminated by the light, and the bow tie, watch, and top hat of the same color echoed each other. He looked like an extremely elegant human gentleman.

On the spot and in front of the computer, the natives who could directly understand what Mark said were already laughing like crazy.

The popularity of the robot competition is not that high, and it is not well known to everyone, but there are still many people watching the competition in front of the live broadcast.

For example, Pei Qingyuan's former classmates.

After Pei Qingyuan graduated from high school, he still kept in touch with Zhou Fang, the class teacher, and occasionally chatted with some familiar classmates in the class.

When he won the RS Cup in the domestic competition area, many students discussed it in the class group. This time he went to a foreign competition, which was even more sensational. Before the live broadcast started, everyone had already chatted lively in the group.

[Help hahahahaha dead memories suddenly start attacking me. ]

[The watch Mark wears is similar to the monitor's previous one! It's a pity that this one can't flash, and I probably can't talk, so I miss Xiaomei. ]

[Dancing robots are sold in shopping malls, when will Xiaomei's watch be launched! ]

Lin Zihai looked at the group chat on the mobile phone for a while, and looked at the computer screen for a while, laughing so much that his dormitory roommates couldn't help but join in to watch the fun.

"What are you looking at, smiling so happily?"

He unplugged the headphone cable and switched it to public, and the roommates were immediately infected.

"Fuck, what the **** is this? It's too magical."

"RS Cup? What kind of competition is this?"

Lin Zihai's tone was full of pride: "It's an international competition for intelligent robots. The robots on the field are made by my high school classmates."

"International competition? So good?" The roommate couldn't believe it. "Your classmate is only a freshman, right?"

"Yes, he was very good in high school."

Lin Zihai thought for a while, then added with a smile: "He also has a very cute watch, and he will suddenly say: oh—"

"my God!"

Tom at the mahjong table let out a long exclamation.

Although he couldn't understand the original text of what Mark said, he could feel the specialness of Mark's words and his unparalleled fluency from the scrolling subtitles.

"The people who developed Mark are really geniuses, and this new mode is so interesting." Tom regretted it deeply. "It would be better if I could understand it directly."

Ji Tong smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Mark can also speak foreign languages, do you want to try it?"

"certainly!"

Ji Tong gave Mark an instruction, and Mark immediately began to speak the same language as Tom, and the subtitles on the display were converted to Chinese accordingly.

In this mode, Mark's tone is still like an aria, and the language is powerful and quite stable, but Tom listens to it and always feels that something is missing.

"It seems to be more charming when it speaks Chinese," said Tom. "I don't understand why, but there is a special charm in the sentences that I can't understand. Mark, could you please change it back?"

Mark cleverly switched back to Chinese, and the corners of his mouth raised: "I am always happy to meet all the requirements of gentlemen."

Professor Liu laughed so hard that he couldn't even see which card he was holding.

The venue was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Just like the domestic competition that day, everyone's attention was attracted by this non-stop mahjong game.

"What kind of board game are those white and green cards? Feels like fun."

"This robot is just too good to be true."

Foreigners are discussing mahjong and Mark's high intelligence.

"I dare not do this even in my dreams. It feels like my old antique TV set has become a master. When talking about dubbing accents to foreigners, the key is to fascinate them..."

While the foreigners laughed so hard that their stomachs ached, their hearts were also filled with a sudden surge of collective memory.

Tom played mahjong inattentively, and asked the two human players enthusiastically: "What did you say was the source of inspiration for this model? Is it a way of dubbing foreign language films in your country?"

"Yes, this dubbing method has long since exited the stage." Ji Tong explained, "But it has gradually become a popular culture on the Internet."

"It's very interesting, maybe I should watch this kind of film." Tom said with a smile, "I can't understand it, but I can read the subtitles, right?"

Louder laughter erupted from the audience.

A foreigner was attracted by the robot's wonderful tone, so he planned to watch a domestic film translated abroad with subtitles.

While being amused by this miraculous logical relationship, it is difficult for Professor Liu to describe the surging feelings in his heart: "This is really..."

Ji Tong looked at the robot that was being watched by countless people, and asked softly, "Mark, what do you think it's called?"

"Honey, I think I understand what you mean, it's called cultural export, right?"

Mark answered his question in a gentle manner. At the same time, he played out the 30,000 in his hand, and then pushed down the neatly arranged mahjong tiles in front of him: "It's all seven small pairs, it's stupid."

Before the opponents could react, Mark took off his top hat, bent slightly, and his voice was calm and elegant.

"Sorry, let's win first."

The next burst of laughter and applause almost toppled the roof.

A group of judges looked at each other.

"I just can't find the right words to describe this robot."

"However, I really never heard such a big laugh in this game."

"Anyway, it's the first robot that got them so excited."

Immediately, they also laughed.

After the demonstration of Robot Mark, the judges will score independently, and then proceed to the next group of demonstrations, and then summarize and compare the average scores after all the teams have demonstrated.

Mark's performance got an average score of 9.8, which is the highest score in this project over the years, and it can be said that he has basically secured the first place.

Before Ji Tong left with Mark, some of the judges couldn't hold back their curiosity and asked, "Can you tell me why you designed a robot like Mark? To meet simple entertainment needs, you use such a complicated robot." Do you have higher expectations for the advanced technology?"

The sidelines were crowded with gradually gathering spectators, and the camera was focused on Ji Tong, but Ji Tong turned his gaze to Pei Qingyuan who was not far away.

"Let the captain answer this question." He said with a smile.

It was Pei Qingyuan who first turned the career line towards artificial intelligence.

He is also the hardest working person of all time.

Time seems to have returned to a year ago, the number one student in the college entrance examination surrounded by cameras.

It's just that he looks much more mature now.

This time, after a brief silence, Pei Qingyuan rarely spoke for a long time.

He looked at Ji Tong beside Mark, and said in a gentle voice, "When I was a high school student and knew nothing about this field, a professor who was passionate about artificial intelligence asked me a question. He asked me about my deepest feeling about artificial intelligence. What is it?"

Xiao Jian on the sidelines looked at him calmly, with nostalgia on his face.

"At that time, my answer was the logic of rules that are not free, and the heart that wants to be free." Pei Qingyuan said, "Then the professor told me that this is not only the essence of artificial intelligence, but also the essence of human beings."

The scene gradually quieted down.

"He said that we hope that artificial intelligence will be free in the logic of rules that are not free. This hope actually reflects the destiny of human beings. This long-distance research is a group of scientists' fantasies about the distant future. Exploration and observation of my own short life."

"I always remember this passage, and I often think about what I found in this short life."

Pei Qingyuan kept staring at the fair-skinned young man in the center of the field.

"When I thought it through," he said, "I confirmed my pursuit in this field."

"Mark is a purely entertaining robot, without any grand meaning behind it for other people. It cannot change the world, nor can it change human beings."

"It exists only to make people who see it feel happy and smile."

A starry smile in his eyes.

He finally said: "That's all."

This is the most precious meaning to someone who was once less fortunate and less free.

Gradually, applause erupted in the venue. In last year's champion team, the blonde girl Anne applauded seriously.

Outside the computer screen, Shi Yuelan wiped her eyes and subconsciously wanted to applaud, then suddenly smiled.

She turned to look at Xiao Ming: "Isn't it a bit silly to clap your hands at the screen alone?"

"Not stupid." Xiao Ming's voice was firm.

It imitated the action of human clapping, stretched out the mechanical palms, and let them meet and separate in the air somewhat clumsily.

Shi Yuelan watched every movement of it, and smiled softly: "Okay, I'm not the only one who is stupid now."

In the middle of the extraordinarily quiet world, Pei Qingyuan waited for Ji Tong and Mark to come towards him.

He saw Mark stretch out a mechanical hand in a gentlemanly manner, and folded the other hand in front of his chest, asking the humans around him to go first.

So Ji Tong really laughed.

The still air thus re-circulates.

He remembered many past events, planted a hundred kinds of flowers for the white butterflies flying out of the moonlight, and told Pei Qingyuan a movie story he just watched on old TV during the lunch break... At that time, Ji Tong collectively referred to these practices in his heart as right The joyful education of the host.

Because in the past he couldn't expect anything else, he could only try to make himself happier every day.

So he gradually felt that it was indeed a very important thing.

Whether it's for him or for the same lonely host.

In the applause that lasted for a long time, Ji Tong walked towards Pei Qingyuan with a smile, and his tone was cheerful: "With such a high score, are we sure to win?"

Pei Qingyuan nodded lightly: "It's time to watch Mary play football."

Mark put on his top hat again and adjusted his handsome bow tie: "It's great to see the lovely Miss Mary playing football again."

Many media people with cameras and microphones rushed towards them, scrambling to chat with this team that scored a rare high score, and to make an immediate news report.

In the crowded crowd, Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan saw two familiar oriental faces at the same time.

Li Yayi, a young female reporter who specializes in serving the local news sector, and her camera partner, received the first interview assignment abroad.

Because when the other party first appeared in the public eye, it was she who conducted the interview.

Of course, journalism has a beginning and an end.

Sure enough, Pei Qingyuan remembered her, ignored the other media, and walked straight towards her with his companions.

"Student Pei, long time no see!"

Li Yayi and the big cameraman waved at him excitedly.

"I watched domestic games on the broadcast, but unfortunately the leaders didn't allow us to interview at that time."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Li Yayi looked at the young man who was always inseparable beside Pei Qingyuan, and took the initiative to chat: "This is your teammate Ji Tong, right?"

She also saw their interlocking fingertips and said with a smile, "It should be your most important friend now."

Friend is a very special word for the top student in the college entrance examination she interviewed.

Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan looked at each other, then responded with a smile: "Hi, I'm Ji Tong."

"Hello, hello, I'm Li Yayi." Li Yayi took out her business card and handed it to him with a friendly and natural attitude, "Of course I came here to make an appointment with you for an interview."

"After all the competitions, the official will have two or three days dedicated to the media and technology companies, allowing them to have in-depth exchanges with the participating teams."

Li Yayi observed their expressions, and said with a flash of inspiration: "But I have a hunch that you may not be present."

During the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, Pei Qingyuan did not prepare for college in advance, but went on a trip with his friends.

Hearing what she said, Pei Qingyuan actually admitted: "Well, I'm very busy."

"Then my intuition is quite accurate." Li Yayi put aside her identity as a reporter and joked in the tone of an old friend, "Are you busy traveling?"

Pei Qingyuan put it succinctly: "It's more important than travel."

The young man beside him had bright eyes, and he couldn't wait to speak, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, so he always wanted to tell everyone he knew.

"It's my birthday." Ji Tong's voice revealed clear joy, "My favorite birthday."