Although Su Mucheng voiced those words in her distinct sweet tone, Cheng Xuyang still couldn't help but get a bit worked up.
Really, the things Su Mucheng said under the banner of Qiao Ze nearly made him laugh in irritation.
What kind of twisted logic is this?
Can products made with technology from a previous era really be brought up to speed with new manufacturing processes after basic production equipnt is updated?
Even if they could, doesn't Qiao Ze realize that they too are developing new technology for the newest processes?
What's clearly an advantage is being twisted into a disadvantage by this kid.
Thus, Cheng Xuyang sneered and said, "Heh, so is this your suggestion that Apple should willingly abandon the latest technology and use outdated technology to design their next-generation products? Sotis it's forgivable for young people to have a narrow view, but being narrow-minded and yet making bold comnts is not acceptable."
In reality, our engineers, along with many from other companies, are developing new structures for the new processes. Just because you don't know doesn't an it doesn't exist! Moreover, I've also worked in technology, and at least in the chip field, what can be done with a 7nm process might not necessarily be possible at a 3nm node.
You haven't had practical contact, so you definitely can't envision the specific engineering technologies, which aren't as simple as you imagine, needing just a simple copy and paste. A single chip, in design, is an integral whole; copying and pasting every part together won't solve any problems and will only result in a freak design."
Actually, Cheng Xuyang isn't usually so easily provoked.
But today, Qiao Ze's performance since his appearance had been constantly toying with his already uneasy mood.
For example, he has only said two sentences until now, totaling less than ten words.
The little girl next to Qiao Ze has said more, but each sentence struck a nerve.
If you add to that how he arrived at Xilin last night to announce his schedule and yet there wasn't even anyone to pick him up at the airport, indeed, it's getting to be a bit much to tolerate.
Twenty million, if you used it for a lottery, could drive a bunch of people mad with excitent.
Cheng Xuyang had thought that his words might make Qiao Ze angry, but now even if the kid did get angry, he couldn't care less.
It wasn't just to vent his emotions, but rather, he had to leave so impression on Qiao Ze during this visit, even if it were a bad one; it was better than having Qiao Ze entirely forget about him after today.
What's more important, he hoped that Qiao Ze would talk with him a bit more. Even enter into an argunt, so that he would have the chance to persuade Qiao Ze to change his mind.
So, although he seed to be addressing Su Mucheng, his peripheral vision was constantly on Qiao Ze.
As expected, Qiao Ze, who appeared to have been daydreaming, suddenly looked alert and earnestly glanced at him.
Was he touched and ready to argue with him?
Cheng Xuyang's brain started working at high speed, as he knew he probably only had this one chance—it was one he hadn't easily gained.
However, when Qiao Ze finally spoke, he was taken aback...
"Copy and paste?"
Qiao Ze repeated the phrase Cheng Xuyang had just said; at that mont, a surface unfurled in his mind.
How to describe it?
It seed like a T-joint pipe that could connect three light bulbs, and then when all three light bulbs were screwed on, the distance between each light bulb was equal.
This was a structure of a Hilbert space.
Shortly afterward, the image in Qiao Ze's mind began to transform, cutting along the junction point of the three light bulbs and the T-joint pipe. If the cut parts were to be labeled C, then the three different positions would be C1, C2, C3.
After the separation, a batch of formulas suddenly erged in Qiao Ze's mind, seeming to allow calculation of a local path integral for each piece, and when the formula results were derived, they could be reassembled back together to achieve the path integral of the entire surface itself.
If this thod were extended to more complex surfaces, it indeed seed like it could produce a general result...
So, cut, calculate, and then paste?
In mathematical language, this would probably an the Lagrangian of D-dinsional Yang-Mills theory is invariant under the action of the diffeomorphism group conserving volu, and for each closed curve C on Σ, every differential homomorphism of C is the restriction of a volu-preserving diffeomorphism from a neighborhood of C, so the diffeomorphism group diffC acts on the Hilbert space HG.
Yes, that's right...
Sotis mathematical inspiration is just that unreasonable.
While Cheng Xuyang was still there, wanting to thoroughly argue with Qiao Ze, unexpectedly, his words had sparked an idea in Qiao Ze's mind.
Of course, that wasn't entirely Cheng Xuyang's doing.
After all, Qiao Ze had been pondering this problem for quite so ti.
Ever since he completed that paper published in "Mathematics Annual," he had been thinking about how to find the unity between gauge fields and Riemann space.
That ant a lot of contemplation had already settled in his mind, until soone today unwittingly broke through that taphorical window with a single sentence.
...
Cheng Xuyang stared blankly at Qiao Ze, the developnt of the situation utterly unlike anything he had imagined.
He thought Qiao Ze would start an argunt with him.
Indeed, Qiao Ze did speak.
But it was just a repetition of the phrase "Copy and paste?" and then his gaze began to drift again.
What was going on here?
Co on, keep talking and refute already.
Su Mucheng, on the other hand, glanced at Qiao Ze and then sped up her eating.
After all, being together every day, she was the person in this private room who knew Qiao Ze best.
This seemingly befuddled state was a clear sign he'd suddenly co across a new idea.
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