MTL - Genius Fundamentals-Chapter 213 Expansive

When the conversation with Yu was over, Lin found that he had forgotten one thing.

If she gets the traffic data, she will definitely cancel the meeting at noon and put all her energy into the modification process.

However, she did not cancel the agreement in advance and he did not mention it. She may have forgotten it, but she did not ask for a sentence tomorrow "noon tomorrow." After the phone hangs up, they can't contact. Let Lin even think that he is deliberately avoiding.

At the thought of this, she couldn’t tell the sadness in her heart.

On Monday, I used to ask for help and sort out my ideas. I spent the day running in the east and west. On Wednesday morning, she came to the traffic police brigade. Tianyin is lead gray, the air is wet and heavy, like snowing.

Most of the government units go to work at 8:30. Before this time, she has already finished all the software needed for programming in the Internet cafe computer, and the function library is already in place. She spent another time sorting out the workflow after getting the data, and strived for everything to be smoothly programmed.

In general, it would be more appropriate to describe it without sleep.

Less than 8:30, the security guards went to work and opened the door. Lin Chaoxi entered the traffic police detachment compound with many people who came to deal with traffic accidents early.

She knocked on the office of the mission, and the policewoman who was finishing the dress looked at her. Lin Xiaoxi bowed his head and bowed a shackle. He narrowed his face in a scarf and stood in front of the section chief’s office. He did not speak.

The office was bustling with work, Yongchuan did not have heating. At first, the office was as cold as a hail, and then gradually warmed up. She kept the posture and position when she entered the door.

Half an hour later.

The section of the section chief’s office suddenly opened, and Lin looked up, and the female section chief held a u disk in front of her.

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Lin Chaoxi ran out of the traffic police detachment gate, looked at the time, 10 points past 5 points.

There is no sunshine today, the wind is biting, and the streets are pedestrians who are rushing. She glanced at the long street, clenched the u disk in her hand and rushed into the crowd.

Back to the Internet cafe, Lin opened the computer, put on the headset, and inserted the u disk.

When I was around, I finished the computer and finished reading the data. She opened the document.

In an instant, countless green excel documents are vented like water, and the scroll bar on the right is still shortening.

After a while, the scroll bar stops. Lin Chaoxi squinted, holding the mouse and dragging the scroll bar, began to examine all the excel documents in the u disk.

These document names are not uniform and the naming format is different. Look closely, some of them are uniformly exported from the program, while others are derived from the standard statistical documents of the Department of Transportation.

Looking at these documents, Lin Zhaoxi could not even estimate how many roads and traffic lights at the intersection of four roads in Yongchuan City, and the number of documents in different road names, different years and months is astounding.

The number of optical documents was not anticipated by Lin Daixi, and when she opened the document, the different data types and display methods inside made her shocked again.

She opened the documents one by one, and even saw a lot of raw data, she needs to handle it.

She believes that this is not the traffic police brigade is harassing her, after all, Yongchuan is five times larger than tranquility. Just because she wanted something urgent, so they gave her a brain.

Lin has a long time to open the document mechanically, trying to sort out the ideas. However, the handling of ideas has been interrupted by new problems, and so on.

Once the data of Anning City, there is a slap in her side, accompanying her to organize. Although they spend a lot of time, it doesn't feel difficult or complicated.

But these are not the same in Yongchuan.

At some point, she seems to be in a snowy sea, the ground is pure white, the black numbers are falling from the sky, the shape of each number is very clear, they are vast, falling on her head and instep, from her calves to the chest. Until the whole world is completely submerged.

Eventually, she barely raised her finger, clicked on the red cross, and slammed it, and the page disappeared.

The screen is still, the Internet cafe is like a cold wind, and the ear sounds like a sharp whistle.

Lin Zhaoxi felt a burst of tinnitus that could not be said. The eye pressure was high, the sourness was swollen, and I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t cry completely.

She rubbed her face with both hands and slammed it hard.

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Despair is uncontrollably spread from the box that is compressed in her brain.

The process of forcing a calm is that Lin went to the toilet and rushed to the face, then walked back to the seat, mechanically opened the notebook, and compared the process of each of the rules she wrote.

The ballpoint pen has some small reflections, and she points every word. Regardless of the agitation of the nearby game teenagers, she kept the same speed and read every word.

At the beginning, she was anxious and impetuous. She came to Yongchuan from tranquility, and the feeling of overthrowing the original preparation process was desperate.

Now she is so easy to turn over the mountains but see the mountains. It took so long to get the data, but she didn't have much time to sort out.

In the past few days, she has relied on a little faith to support her. In the past, she only saw her incompetence.

It is now Wednesday, December 17 at 11:03.

There are still 90 hours from the old forest car accident. This 90 hours includes all her eating and sleeping time. She wants to keep going for a while, but the accumulated fatigue will only make the brain slow.

For example, now, she can only attribute the current frustration to lack of sleep. To be honest, it may have been a cold for so many days, she now wants to lie down and have a good night's sleep.

Just thinking so, she couldn't help but squat down, her brain like a paste, and the air in her breath was hot.

The previous document even made her believe in fatalism, as if she had worked hard, she always encountered one problem after another in Laolin.

She thought of it, she hurriedly climbed up, read a few words on the book, and pressed the pessimistic part again.

In fact, the data is also good, Lin said very calmly. It allows the final prediction to be more precise, and a large amount of tangible data can support the entire program.

The downside is that it is already Wednesday. She is very clear that in the face of such a huge amount of data, only she is alone, 90 hours is too late.

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11:05.

Lin Zhaoxi saves the data, shuts down the computer, picks up the schoolbag, and goes outside the Internet cafe.

She is not very rational when she does this series of actions.

The reason was that she realized that it was close to lunch time. When she stopped the rental, sat in the car, and heard the driver's master ask "Where to go," she realized what she wanted to do.

"Little girl, where are you going?" The driver repeated it again.

Lin Chaoxi, the road ahead is a dark gray, she can only say: "Go ahead."

The driver said something in her ear, probably reminding the fare. Lin Zhaoxi looked at the gray road ahead and did not respond.

She is very sure that in just a few minutes, she has a heart to go out and look for help.

She has seen the sheer size and ability to solve most problems without any hassle, and has seen the talent of violently cracking a lot of problems. That is the ability to truly belong to genius, and what she needs now.

On the radio, there is a classic old song in the afternoon. The air conditioning temperature is very high. Lin Xia released a scarf and his head was groggy.

Even so, after she left the subconscious reaction, she knew that she could not find help.

The mother of her mother is in critical condition. Under the premise of not revealing the old forest car accident, how can she convince her to use her mother’s last life and accompany her to do an insignificant job?

not to mention.

What's more, Lin Xiangxi thinks that one side is Laolin and the other is his mother. She can't let her make such a choice.

Lin Zhaoxi looked at the front and was ashamed of her incompetence, but at least she still knows what can be done and what can't be done.

The painful shame lasted for a long time.

Until the taxi driver adjusted the channel, the love song became lower and the news began to play on the radio.

"I lost love?" The driver asked her, "Look at your age, the road is long."

Lin Chaoxi sucked his nose: "No, I have a good relationship with my boyfriend."

The radio station is a noon education program. The host started with a high school essay and the sound is melodious. Then began to broadcast some educational news.

"Small age, talking about what boyfriend, not good to read." The taxi driver yelled at her.

"It is reported that the Hualuogeng Cup Junior Math Invitational written test preliminary will begin next Saturday..." The news broadcast sounded noise, rustling and dumb.

Lin Zhaoxi moved to the radio: "This game."

"What happened to this game?" asked the driver's master.

My boyfriend and I will also go to attend next Saturday.

Lin Zhaoxi wanted to make a joke, so that even if the mood eased, it would be better. But when she got to her lips, she suddenly remembered that she didn’t sign up for this year’s China Cup. And she, she is destined to return to her real world on Sunday, and no way to participate.

The clouds are very low-lying, and the roads are on both sides of the Yongchuan City landscape belt. It was originally beautiful, but at the moment it has an unidentified blue-gray.

It seems that everything is about to reach the end, and the original good road will be dark and unclear.

"The annual meeting of mathematicians will be held at Yongchuan University this Sunday. It is reported that there will be more than 800 experts and scholars from the domestic mathematics community attending the conference..."

The radio sounds gradually lower, and Lin looked up: "Master, I am going to the Cien Sanatorium."

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