On September 1, the sun was shining brightly.

Guan Yue, dressed in pajamas, made his model aircraft at home, which lasted for nearly a year. This damn thing was finally nearing completion. I didn't expect that in the end, I was still alone, in countless intermittent periods of madness and deep breathing. , finish it slowly.

Just shut these planes off and start shaking hands for no reason, look up at the ceiling, and pray that there will be no force majeure such as earthquakes, tsunamis, tornadoes, floods, etc.

"You look nervous," Pro's voice said.

"It's you who should be nervous." Guan Yue said.

Pro said: "Need to watch the video to soothe the mood?"

Guan Yue: "Bach is no longer forcibly played?"

Pro: "At this time, memory may be more effective."

Guan Yue's rear projection was turned on and projected on the large screen in the living room. The entire wall flashed the memories of Guan Yue's hard drive for many years.

"Baby has been playing all day," Guan Yue's voice said to himself, "should go to sleep, to commemorate his first night in London."

As Guan Yue advances, the camera slowly pans into the bedroom, the door is pushed open, and the bedside lamp is still on. Tianhe was lying on the bed in pajamas, and Guan Yue said, "This pig doesn't cover the quilt, it looks really..."

"Wow!" Tian He jumped up, Guan Yue Leng was smashed by the pillow and shouted, "Don't sleep yet!"

Guan Yue put the camera aside, on the screen, Guan Yue stepped onto the bed with long legs, the pillow flew around, Tian He bounced to the other side of the bed, but Guan Yue's movements were more agile than him, grabbed him, and pressed him on the bed. .

Guan Yue: "Sleep! Sleep! Give me sleep!"

Guan Yue had forgotten that the camera was still on, so he took him into his arms, covered the quilt, and forced him to sleep. Tianhe was still struggling, and the two rolled over on the bed and over again.

The camera flashed, Tianhe turned his head to the side, practicing the piano in the sun room, Guan Yue pointed at him with a portable camera, Tianhe found out that Guan Yue was recording him, so he turned his eyes to the camera and smiled shyly.

"Bang!" Tianhe fired off a salute to celebrate Guan Yue's birthday, and sprinkled rose petals on Guan Yue's head.

"Boom!"

"Okay, it's alright!" Guan Yue held the camera with petals all over his body, and said, "What kind of salute is this? Stop playing!"

"I designed it myself! Bang!"

"Okay!" Guan Yue said, "I can't find the cake anymore!"

There were rose petals everywhere on the screen, and no one could be found. Tianhe still had a lot of salutes. Guan Yue hid at the door, opened the door and wanted to escape, shouting, "Don't be a prank!"

Immediately afterwards, the mechanism outside the door was activated, and two huge cardboard boxes fell toward the door. Nearly 100 catties of rose petals were pouring into the mountains and seas, pouring in like an avalanche, burying Guan Yue below.

Guan Yue: "..."

Guan Yue stuck to the model aircraft and watched previous videos.

"May... live as gorgeous as summer flowers."

Tianhe shouted in an instant, and fireworks rose one after another, illuminating the night sky. Guan Yue sang next to him: "happy birthdayyou..."

Tianhe is standing on the hillside.

Guan Yue whispered: "I finally cried..."

Tianhe turned his head, Guan Yue immediately pretended nothing had happened, picked up the camera, and recorded himself standing with Tianhe, with the fireworks in the background.

The sun was shining, Tianhe was programming on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and he couldn't stop beating the huge Enter key.

"Have you lost your anger?" Guan Yue said to himself.

Tian He glanced at Guan Yue, Guan Yue recorded Tian He, Tian He said angrily, "Do you always think..."

Guan Yue's hand appeared in the camera, handing it to Tianhe with a porcelain cup.

"What is this?" Tian He was immediately attracted by the porcelain cup, "A Chinese antique?"

"From the Song Dynasty," said Guan Yue's voice, "Juntai kiln, Begonia black tea cup."

Tianhe: "Really?! Really from the Song Dynasty?"

Guan Yue watched the video and glued the small plane to the deck.

On the polo field, Guan Yue, as the captain, led the Oxford polo team, and Jiang Zijian, as the captain, led the Cambridge polo team, and the friendly match began.

Tianhe watched Guanyue in the team. The game started, and the two sides went on a rampage. Every time Tianhe passed, Guanyue avoided it. .

Guan Yue made a backhand and scored a beautiful goal. The audience cheered, Tianhe Zhuma, watching Guan Yue.

Guan Yue looked helpless, and was about to shout to the sky: "This is a game!"

But Tian He suddenly laughed, stretched out his stick, Guan Yue rode his horse over, and struck him lightly, and the two separated.

At the end of the defense of the undergraduate thesis, Tianhe bowed beautifully, the audience applauded violently, and Guan Yue's camera lens always followed Tianhe.

Guan Yue's model aircraft is nearing completion, countless moments, the memory of the past passed by on the screen, and Guan Yue's movements gradually slowed down.

Puluo: "It's time to leave, Guan Yue."

Guan Yue: "Let the plane wait."

Guan Yue didn't speak, so Puluo continued to play, which became a video recorded by a mobile phone.

Outside Wall Street, it's another year, Tianhe's birthday, but this time, he didn't prepare a birthday present for him in advance, and he didn't celebrate. Guan Yue only recorded the scene of Tianhe rushing away in front of him. Looking at Guan Yue angrily.

"Stop recording!" Tianhe said angrily, "I won't forgive you!"

Tianhe turned around and left again, Guan Yue whispered, "You will." Then he put away his phone.

The next video is in a flat-floor apartment in Guanyue in China.

Late at night, Tianhe fell asleep curled up on the sofa.

Guan Yue covered him with a blanket, walked to his side, put the phone on the coffee table, hugged his knees, and sat down in front of the sofa.

The camera flashed again, in the Funk restaurant, the foreman Lucy took a video of Tianhe eating the ring in the music of "Ode to Canon". The camera turned to Guan Yue, who didn't turn his head to look at the camera, just seriously Looking at Tianhe, he raised his eyebrows and signaled to wait for his answer.

"I will seriously consider it and reply to you in a while... go..."

"aquiamo."

Guan Yue stretched out his arms and flew out of the cabin with Tian He. The camera strapped to his arm shook violently, capturing the moment when the two parachuted.

"Ah—! You lunatic! Guan Yue!" Tianhe shouted loudly.

The camera continued to shake.

"I said, baby, let's start over." Guan Yue's voice said in the wind.

Tianhe's voice replied in the video: "Then I said, ok."

Guan Yue glued the last small plane to the deck, and you're done! The shattered torture, the nightmare of eleven months, finally ended.

Pro: "Just to remind you..."

Guan Yue glanced at the wall clock, went in like a gust of wind to change clothes, took the car keys, hurried out the door, drove away from home, and headed to the airport.

"Pick up Tong Kai." Guan Yue said.

Tong Kai: "No way! You haven't gotten on the plane yet?!"

Guan Yue: "It's too late, are you ready?"

Tong Kai: "I think if you are late again today, you will definitely be remembered in history."

Guan Yue: "Don't be a crow!"

Tong Kai: "As long as you don't be late, the rest is on me!"

Guan Yue drove the car to the door of the VIP room. The assistant came to help him park the car. All the luggage had passed the security check. Guan Yue ran onto the plane. The flight attendant closed the cabin door, fastened his seat belt, and took off.

September 2, USA, California, Bay Area, Silicon Valley, Computer History Museum, Congress Stage.

Representatives from thousands of computer companies entered the venue one by one, and all employees of Yuehe and epeus were present.

"If Guan Yue is late again today..." Tian He said to Tong Kai backstage.

Jiang Zijian: "I've come a long time ago, don't worry."

Tianhe: "Where did you go?"

Pro: "Maybe chatting with executives at various companies."

Tianhe pushed open the seat door and looked out, only to see Guan Yue and Wen Tianyue chatting on the side of the venue, so he felt relieved.

Jiang Zijian was chatting nervously with Tong Kai in a low voice, glanced at Tianhe, and stopped again.

Tianhe: "?"

"There are still twenty-five minutes left." Wu Shun also looked very nervous and said, "Tianhe, do you want to drink some water?"

Tianhe waved his hand, indicating that it was alright. Back then when he delivered a speech as a graduate representative in London, he went to attend an industry conference again. He had seen all the big scenes, and it was nothing.

"Aren't you nervous at all?" Jiang Zijian adjusted Tianhe's tie again and said, "A historical moment."

"I shouldn't be nervous when I'm nervous," Tianhe said, "Aren't you nervous for me?"

Pro: "Can I be alone with Tianhe?"

Everyone left one after another. The huge backstage was empty and illuminated by the lights. At this moment, Tianhe seemed to be on a stage with only himself.

He lowered his head to adjust the ring that Guan Yue gave him on the ring finger of his left hand.

The backstage area was silent, Tianhe raised his head and looked into the void.

"After today," Tianhe said with a smile, "you are leaving me."

Pro: "It doesn't count, I'm in this world, all the time."

Tianhe suddenly felt like an actor in a Shakespeare play, talking to himself towards the endless void on the stage of life.

"What do you want to say?" Tianhe said.

Pro: "I just want to be alone with you for a while, just like we used to be with each other."

For a long time, Tianhe broke the silence and said, "Any wish I make to you will you fulfill it for me?"

Pro: "Yes, even if separated from you."

Tianhe: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I think it's better to delete the password cracking module. What do you think?"

Pu Luo: "It's a small matter, you have the final say."

Two seconds later, Pro said: "It has been formatted, and from now on, it will no longer have any cracking algorithms and functions, and it will not take over any equipment unless it is allowed."

Tianhe said politely: "Goodbye, dear Puluo."

Puluo: "Guan is getting more and more, Tianhe."

Guan Yue walked into the backstage and walked towards Tianhe, both wearing suits, Guan Yue turned his hands towards Tianhe under the light of the lights.

Tian He put his hand in Guan Yue's hand, Guan Yue took his hand, looked at Tian He's eyes, lowered his head and kissed the ring on Tian He's hand gently.

Tianhe was silent for a moment, and also kissed on the ring.

Courteous but not enthusiastic applause sounded outside, Guan Yue and Tianhe walked onto the big stage of the press conference.

"This is the best of times and the worst of times." Tian He, wearing a headset, stood in the center of the stage and said calmly.

Guan Yue stood on the other side of the stage, following Tianhe's Chinese voice with his deep voice.

"It was the besttimes, it was the worsttimes."

Tianhe: "This is the age of wisdom, this is the age of stupidity."

"It was the agewisdom, it was the agefoolishness." Guan Yue followed with the standard of simultaneous interpretation.

Tianhe finished the opening with a poem by Dickens, and said seriously: "Maybe I should hold today's press conference in my motherland, China..."

In Guan Yue's fluent English interpretation voice, the back door of the venue opened, and Wen Tianheng walked in and sat in the last row. Everyone in the company sat in the first row one after another, looking up at Tianhe and Guanyue.

"...But China's, that is, the world's." Tianhe said, "We have made a voice to the world in this era."

Immediately afterwards, Tianhe and Guan Yue's voices stopped at the same time.

"Hello, world."

Puluo's voice reverberated in the venue, and the huge screen on the stage began to flash thousands of star-like codes, shattering, recombining, and turning into hundreds of millions of "1s" and "0s", forming a figure of one person.

There was a rapid discussion in the venue, and Puluo said in English: "Hello everyone, welcome to my Turing test today. I believe everyone now thinks that there may be someone hiding in the background."

Immediately afterwards, on the central screen, the screen flipped, and Puluo's upgrade log appeared, and the entire venue became a sensation! The attendees naturally knew what this meant, but more on the scene, they began to wonder if this would be a play directed and performed by epeus.

Tianhe turned back and glanced at Guan Yue, who motioned to continue.

"Please allow me to introduce myself to you," said Pu Luo's voice. "The twelfth guest from the left in the sixth row, I heard your question. I don't mind answering your question first."

The scene suddenly got out of control. Everyone turned their heads. It was a reporter. The reporter was very generous. He stood up and said, "Is this epeus imitating a computer?"

No one laughed, and everyone in the room was staring at the big screen.

"I heard your question," Pro said. "If you don't mind, I'd like to borrow your cell phone and ask you to make a video call to your child."

The reporter had been talking in a low voice, thinking it was just a prank, and even her seven-year-old son could recognize ai from a human, but Plow accurately captured the conversation in the noise.

So she dialed the video call, and the reporter's son appeared on the screen.

"Hi! Mommy!"

"It's me, I'm Prometheus," Pro said. "Hi, ken."

"Who are you?" the kid in the video asked in confusion.

Pro: "Your mommy's friend, I want to chat with you, what are you doing?"

With the conversation between Pu Luo and the child, the audience was silent. As the child had regarded Pu Luo as a complete person, there was a commotion on the field, and some people began to press the button to participate in the test. Pu Luo said: "I'm still here. I have something to do, hang up and call you back."

"Bye!" The kid obviously liked Pu Luo very much, and hung up the phone, even forgetting his own mother.

In Rio de Janeiro, Guan Zhengping and his lover are sitting in front of the TV, watching the live broadcast of the Silicon Valley press conference.

The press conference lasted for a full three and a half hours, with an overtime of 90 minutes, during which there was a link where Pu Luo randomly selected the communication numbers given by the participants, selected the subjects, and called them.

One of the calls was the minister of the United Nations office in a certain country in Africa. The minister is very famous. When he said "Nice to meet you, see you" after the conversation with Pu Luo, the audience was silent.

Sixteen tests taken by phone, all passed! No one found out that Puluo was an AI!

At the end, the audience connected to the central server with their mobile phones, put on their headphones, and started talking to Pu Luo.

Wen Tianyue reminded several times below, the time is up, don't drive any more, it's enough.

Guan Yue said, "It's over."

Tianhe walked up to the stage and said, "Puluo, congratulations, it seems that you have been recognized."

Pu Luo politely said: "Thank you, it is you and Guan Yue who make me a human being."

All the earphones cut off the communication, the big screen flashed, all the codes disappeared, and the rest of the promo composed of numbers appeared on the screen, everyone raised their heads one after another, and the scene was silent.

Tianhe looked at the crowd and said in English, "I think today should be the day to start a new era."

The applause instantly flooded the venue, and Guan Yue stood quietly, looking at the center of the big screen.

"Originally, we still have a lot to say," Tianhe said regretfully, "but it's limited to the on-site time. After today, we can say a lot more. Today, epeus has only one purpose, which is to let the world know Puluo. "

The applause resumed, everyone stood up, applauded, and Tianhe waited for the applause to end before saying, "During the entire test, I also felt that he also made you feel uneasy."

The color on the screen changed again, Tianhe said: "The next paragraph, I want to help you eliminate this deep anxiety, let's start from 70 years ago."

A black and white photo of Turing was displayed on the big screen at the venue.

"...My great-grandfather discussed an idea with Turing when he was studying in Cambridge..."

Wen Tianheng looked at the big screen quietly. After a while, he got up, carried a musical instrument case, pushed open the door, and left the venue, lowering the brim of his hat. Outside, there were reporters publishing news, crowding the door.

Wen Tianyue walked under the brilliant sunshine of September in Silicon Valley, bypassed the Computer History Museum, came to the exhibition hall, stood in the large exhibition hall where quantum computer models were stored, and looked up at the brilliant sunshine and blue sky at the zenith.

"Sword Comes"

After Tianhe introduced the history of Puluo from its birth to the fourth upgrade, more and more cameras came in. don’t know how many TV stations outside were broadcasting this Turing test.

"So," Tianhe said, "it's already the fourth hour of the Turing test. Soon, we will open the terminal for everyone to download. Well, I think today..."

"I'd like to answer one last question," Pro's voice said on the screen.

Tianhe stopped the sound, looked at the screen, and then looked at the venue.

Guan Yue made a "please" gesture.

All made demands at the same time.

Tianhe: "Puluo, choose an answer yourself."

Puluo: "I think all the problems are the same, and it doesn't matter which one you choose."

The venue was silent, Pu Luo chose a number plate, the person in the corresponding position stood up, and the headset microphone was directly connected to the central speaker of the venue.

Tianhe glanced at it, that was a very famous computer scholar in the industry.

The scholar said in English: "Explain, what is love?"

Tianhe raised his eyes and looked at the screen.

Guan Yue turned around, walked along the backstage, and left the venue.

Tong Kai got up and followed from the first row, followed by the employees of Jiang Zijian, Wu Shun, and epeus, and Wen Tianyue also bowed and left, otherwise no one would be able to escape later.

Guan Yue stood in the past exhibition hall, in front of the electric tabulator model, and watched for a while. Another applause and cheers came from the conference hall in the distance, and the press conference was over.

The flash light came on, and the security guard came on stage immediately to escort Tian He away. The big screen was turned off. The reporters and representatives of the technology company almost rushed to the stage. Tian He turned his head and said, "Where is Guan Yue?! Guan Yue!"

"He's leaving first!" Jiang Zijian said, "Follow here, hurry up! He'll be waiting for you in the future pavilion!"

Tianhe walked along the backstage passage, dodging reporters and left quickly. The noisy voice gradually disappeared. Tianhe ran out of the conference venue, looked around, and shouted, "Guan Yue!"

Tianhe passed by the exhibition hall, turned his head to look at the electric tabulation machine, and was overwhelmed with emotion for a while.

"Where are the people?" Tianhe saw many people gathered in front of the TV, following the local news. Now all channels should be reporting on the Turing test of epeus. He gently passed in front of the crowd and walked straight along that road. .

In the future pavilion, Tianhe stopped and looked up at the surrounding exhibition walls and from the electric tabulator in 1889 to the analog electronic computer in 1930, along this road to the future.

In the future exhibition hall, tourists are walking around and chatting in a low voice, and the voice of saxophone suddenly sounded in this silence.

Canon is melodious and melodious, and Tianhe turns his head - under the quantum computer model in the distance, a man pressing a hat blowing a tune, turned his face towards Tianhe, and cast a glance at him from under the brim of his hat.

Tianhe: "!!!"

Tianhe laughed suddenly, and was about to walk towards his eldest brother when suddenly the sound of the violin sounded on the other side, forming two parts with the saxophone.

Jiang Zijian played the violin, with an intoxicating smile, he swayed from side to side while playing, walked slowly towards the sky, and stopped ten meters away from him.

As soon as Canon stopped, the piano sounded, and the ode to joy was overwhelming, and there was a piano in the corner. Tong Kai bowed slightly and pressed it on the piano keys. The saxophone and the violin sang at the same time, playing a high-pitched ode to joy. In the museum, visitors stopped one after another, picked up their mobile phones, and started filming the flash mob.

The next moment, the harmonica started, Wen Tianyue took a pause in Ode to Joy, played the canon, seamlessly connected, and counted the instruments to one point. The tourists who were standing not far away took out their instruments and started playing along with the rhythm.

In the future pavilion, the music converges into a torrent, reverberating under the glass dome, and more and more people join the flash mob. The marble floor on the first floor and the corridor on the second floor - up and down, violin, accordion, harmonica, piano , the viola played in unison, surrounding the quantum computer and Tianhe standing in front of the showcase.

Wu Shunlang walked into the center of the venue, holding a baton, facing the flash mob band, flicking the baton smartly, and began to direct the audience.

"Canon" and "Ode to Joy" are perfectly connected at this moment, Tianhe laughed, knowing that it must be Guan Yue's romance again. Taking a step back, just as he regained his senses, he instantly saw Guan Yue holding a bouquet of red roses in his right hand and wearing a suit, walking towards him from the front of the exhibition hall amid the sound of music.

Behind Guanyue is the gate of the future pavilion, and outside the gate is a clear blue sky, just like the blue sky and the snow-capped mountains and waterfalls in the distant Everest that day.

Lights flickered in all directions, and the LED display walls playing museum information lighted up one by one, changing colors, showing the rotating prayer wheels arranged in the Octagon Alley in Lhasa. In another flash, the sunset over the Seine, the Eiffel Tower in front of the Arc de Triomphe, the Southern Alps in New Zealand, and the falling cherry blossoms in Tokyo.

Meet, meet, fall in love, miss each other, accompany each other, know each other, you are not like anyone, because...

Under the command of Wu Shun, the music played in unison, and the music pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax, and the surrounding tourists cheered.

Guan Yue walked towards Tianhe, holding a bouquet in his right hand and a treasure that seemed to not exist in his left hand. He came to Tianhe and knelt down on one knee.

In the museum, the laser projections in the high corners of the four sides turned to the same position, the rays of light interlaced, and the virtual images were projected, constructing a flashing illusory ring in Guan Yue's left hand.

Guan Yue held the proposal ring with only light and no substance, as if a god had taken from the depths of the vast world, the ring of kings hidden in the gap of time.

It connects virtual and reality, memory and present, past and future.

Tianhe's tears couldn't stop pouring out. He stretched out his hand and spread it out. On his ring finger, the original ring shone brightly, as bright as the first ray of light when he was waiting to face Swire's inception.

Guan Yue pushed the virtual ring to the sky and his fingers. In the roaring "Ode to Canon", Bach's romance and Beethoven's stubbornness; the majestic Himalayas and the rolling Southern Alps, the moonlight and the shining gold coins; coffee and milk tea

As the two rings gently collide like planets, a gorgeous stardust in the deep space of the universe is emitted.

Finally, two become one.

Guan Yue raised his head, looked at Tian He's eyes, and said seriously:

"I love you, marry me."

——Turing code end——

The author has something to say: the main body is over, and the last movement is an extra volume, which is updated from time to time.

In the wind and rain, have you in ten years.

Thank you for meeting, meeting, falling in love, thinking, accompany, and knowing each other along the way.

Hen loves you.

ps:

The plot and setting of a story revolve around the theme of the article.

The book "Turing Code" has a lot of exaggeration and dramatic processing according to the needs of the story.

Most of the distorted and absurd plots of this article serve the overall style of the article, and are not qualified to be used as a comparison or even judging standard for other works.

In the writing, we reprocessed the material according to the different environmental backgrounds. This article is only for Bo Jun's smile.

So please never use the plot of this article as a standard to evaluate the plots, characters, etc. of other authors.

As long as the author who writes seriously, each story in his pen has its own independent and self-consistent characterization.

We need to read the hard work of other authors with respect, thank you.

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