Yunyan nodded solemnly.

Old Liao looked at Yunyan's innocent eyes, thought about it, and took out a few candies from his pocket.

"I took it at the meeting last night, and you should pay attention to safety when you play alone."

Yunyan, who was coaxed as a child: "...Understood, Master."

After Lao Lao left.

Yun Yan sat on the grass, crossed his knees, put his schoolbag aside, unfolded the seminar brochure in his hand, and studied it carefully.

Today is February 4th, and Yunyan looked at the topics and keynote speakers of the various seminars above.

There is no mathematics seminar now, and there is no familiar Yunyan in the speaker's name.

There are still five days left for the mechanical seminar, and Yunyan can really play soy sauce these days.

Yunyan thought, soy sauce is soy sauce. I still have to follow Master's instructions and learn more about the cutting-edge research directions of various disciplines.

After all, the Institute of Machine Learning does not only learn mechanical manufacturing.

Robotic research is about machinery, but it is divided into simulation manufacturing and hardware manufacturing.

Biomedical engineering is also half a machine, learning programming, 3D printing, etc.

Therefore, Liao Laocai let Yunyan have a broad understanding of various disciplines and select some areas that he is most interested in.

Under the sun, the girl was sitting on the lawn wearing a camel coat and dark jeans.

There are also twos and threes of foreigners wearing cotton coats and hats around, and everyone regards this large lawn as a place for a half-time break.

Like Yun Yan, someone is researching where to go to the next seminar.

There are also people who get together in twos and threes to discuss what they have gained from the last seminar.

Yunyan watched the 'combination of neurocomputing science and bioinformatics' in the ten-thirty morning session.

Suddenly I felt like I was going to listen to this next time.

After all, Yunyan was on the phone with Mexico these days, and he occasionally mentioned what research he was doing recently.

Yunyan listened ignorantly, she felt as if it had something to do with nerves.

Coincidentally, Yunyan came across one here.

Anyway, Yunyan himself is not sure which one to listen to now, so he might as well try his luck, see fate, and listen to whichever he likes.

After listening to a seminar, when Yunyan came out, a boy with an Asian face happened to meet Yunyan.

He asked first: "Chinese?"

Yunyan nodded, and the boy said directly, "I'm from the Department of Bioengineering of Zhejiang University. Are you also interested in neural computing?"

Yunyan was silent for a while, and then said honestly, "After listening to it for an hour, all I know is that if you want to learn neural computing, you need a little bit of Python."

Seeing the boy in front of him with a confused expression, Yunyan felt a little embarrassed.

"I, I'm going to go back and study programming," she explained.

Then, with the boy's skeptical expression on his face, Yun Yan left.

She was going to have lunch to soothe her little heart.

Sure enough, what Master said is very reasonable, "It doesn't matter if you can understand it or not, it is necessary to learn some cutting-edge research ideas."

There are not many Chinese restaurants here, and it is also a place to eat, so it is easy to meet acquaintances who come together.

Mao Jiuyu and another girl happened to be sitting opposite Yunyan.

As Yun Yan, who didn't know what happened in the first and second seminars, felt that their faces were familiar and greeted them with a smile.

A round-faced senior nodded flattered: "Sister Yunyan, you are really amazing."

Yunyan, who had just been crushed by 'neural computing science', looked a little blank. Where does this phrase come from?

She said, "No, I'm really just here to make soy sauce."

Just as the shredded chicken set she ordered came up, Yunyan started to eat it.

There is not much time for everyone to rest at noon. After eating early, you can decide early where to go for your next seminar.

Mao Jiuyu, who was sitting opposite Yunyan: "..."

Mao Jiuyu's mentality has been adjusted, she is sure that Yunyan is the talent of Mo Shen and Ji Shen.

Jealousy will only make people ugly, she has to calmly accept the fact that little girl Yunyan is smart.

Therefore, Mao Jiuyi said: "If you come to make soy sauce, we may have empty soy sauce bottles... we can't make it."

Yun Yan felt that the voice was a bit familiar, but she was so busy recently that she almost forgot about the slightly unpleasant first meeting at the airport.

"...Senior sister flattered me too much. I just went to listen to a nerve-related show. The teacher wrote code for half an hour. I was very confused throughout the show."

Mao Jiuyu was a little surprised, "You were also at the neural computing venue just now?"

Yunyan nodded.

"We are all bioengineers, and we have heard this." Mao Jiuyu said, "If you have anything you want to know, you can ask us directly."

After a pause, she added, "You have to know that your strength will not allow you to play soy sauce."

Chapter 139

Hearing what Mao Jiuyu said, the girl next to her gave her a shocked look.

This sight made Mao Jiuqu's ears redden.

She didn't change her mind suddenly, it's been three days...

If she still stubbornly believes that Yunyan came up by hugging her thighs, then she is really self-centered and watching the sky.

Mao Jiuyi actually wanted to tell Fang Yunyan that she was really good two days earlier.

But suddenly such a sentence came out of nowhere, and Yunyan himself would probably find it strange.

Unexpectedly, the two met in a Chinese restaurant. The words "Your strength does not allow you to play soy sauce" have been held in Mao Jiuyi's heart for a long time, and now he finally said it.

Yunyan didn't notice that Sister Mao Jiuyue's ears were burning red.