Let Their Chips Become Trash

 With 100 points left, Zhang Mengyu directly copied Fujiwara Takumi's on-field skills. After all, as long as he is in China, Zhang Mengyu drives most of the time by himself, maximizing his driving skills. It will be safer to hit the road in the future, right?

 As for the coveted skills of Teacher Tony, Zhang Menglong could only look back and sigh. After all, even if he learned this awesome artificial intelligence technology, this kind of artificial intelligence still needs a carrying machine. carrier.

 The technology on earth today simply cannot meet the conditions required to carry human working intelligence. When the chip used as a carrier encounters such a large amount of data, it may not be able to sustain it for a few seconds before it stops working.

 Zhang Menglong still needs some time to digest the materials and techniques he has acquired. Once this part of the knowledge is digested, he will probably have made another great achievement.

 ...

 "Dean, turn the steering wheel, turn the steering wheel!"

 "Dean, do you see the person in front of you?" "

 Yes, it seems to be Teacher Tony."

 "Get on, hit him to death!"

 "I Don't dare!" Zhang Mengyu said. Although he knew that the teacher from the Super Theological Seminary would not die, he couldn't get over this problem in his heart. "I struck him with lightning today, and now I hit him with my car. Doesn't it look like I'm such a bad person? People are so unreasonable!"

 "Then why don't you hit the brakes quickly!"

 ...

 "Dean, what I asked you to practice is drifting, not spinning. Do you want a tornado to destroy the parking lot?"

 "Dean, did you buy your driver's license?"

 ...

 Although the racing skills were copied from Fujiwara Takumi, this skill is not knowledge-based and needs to be combined with practical operations.

 Although Zhang Menglong knew how to start, he had never driven a racing car, let alone drove the speed above 200 yards. Fujiwara Takumi, who was sitting in the co-pilot and guiding Zhang Menglong, scolded Zhang Menglong almost from beginning to end, without any regard for Zhang Menglong's Dean status.

 "Teacher Fujiwara, I am the dean, please respect me!" Zhang Menglong couldn't bear it anymore. It reminded him of the nagging instructor when he was taking the driver's license test. But at that time, he dared to I dare not speak when I am angry.

 Fujiwara Takumi remembered that Zhang Mengyu, the teacher of the Super Theological Seminary, if he made him angry, wouldn't he be hit by thunder after thunder?

 His attitude immediately changed 360 degrees.

 After practicing for a full hour, Zhang Menglong's driving skills seemed to have changed from an immature child to an experienced driver. According to Fujiwara Takumi, Zhang Menglong's current proficiency is almost 80% of his. This Level, in Zhang Mengyu's world, he can be called a car god!

 After feeling refreshed for a while, Zhang Mengyu took a bath in the Sanguang Divine Water, and the fatigue accumulated during the day suddenly disappeared.

 ...

 "Hey hey hey!" Zhang Menglong took a glass of milk and bread and placed them on Lu Yiyao's bedside table. There was still a trace of flush on Lu Yiyao's face.

 It has to be said that the effect of Sanguang Shenshui is so good. Although Zhang Mengyu only slept for a few hours, he was still strong when he woke up in the morning. As for the energy of the whole body, it always needs some special methods. "Morning exercise" to kill some time.

 "You can sleep a little longer. I'm going to see Teacher Han today." Zhang Mengyu leaned over and kissed Lu Yiyao's forehead.

 Since he really decided to go to graduate school, Zhang Mengyu naturally needed to find a mentor. Although with his huge financial resources, he could study for graduate students from any university in the country or even the world as long as he spent money, but he was most familiar with it. Jiangnan University of Science and Technology is still his first choice.

 Choosing a school is nothing more than the overall strength of the school. For ordinary people, the role of a school is a good stepping stone when looking for a job, but Zhang Mengyu doesn't need it.

 And even though Jiangnan University is still just an ordinary first-class university, Zhang Mengyu believes that this situation will soon change. This confidence comes not only from those instruments, but also from the knowledge in Zhang Mengyu's mind.

 The strange thing is that Zhang Mengyu and Han Jinyu clearly agreed to meet in the morning, but when Zhang Mengyu arrived at school, there was no one in Han Jinyu's office.

 He tried calling Han Jinyu's mobile phone number, but no one answered. Logically speaking, Han Jinyu should be a very punctual person, but this shouldn't be the case.

 Zhang Mengyu glanced to the side. Fortunately, his senior brothers and sisters were all in the office.

 "Yo! Menglong is here!"

 "Come on, come on, Menglong, sit down quickly. If you want to eat something, senior brother will buy it for you!"

 "Menglong, do you want some fruit? Come, sit next to me, senior sister!"

 Seeing Zhang Menglong, the experiment Everyone in the room was extremely welcoming.

 You know, it is precisely because of Zhang Mengyu's funding that their laboratory has become the richest research group in the school and even the country. The labor fees Han Jinyu gave them are wages that they may not be able to get in the ten years after they leave school. .

 Now almost all of them have the idea of ​​studying for a Ph.D., and those senior fellow students with Ph.D. degrees hope that the school can delay their graduation, preferably by five or ten years.

 "Menglong, are you here to see Teacher Han?"

 "Yes, I plan to take the postgraduate exam after the new year and come to our research group!" Zhang Menglong said.

 "Really?" The senior brothers and sisters were overjoyed.

 "I made an appointment with Teacher Han to meet and talk about this matter this morning, but why isn't he there?"

 "Something happened temporarily!" Senior Brother Zhu Mengchao's face became not so good-looking, "Have you read today's news? ?"

 "What's wrong, something happened at school?" Zhang Menglong said. As usual, Zhang Menglong would read the news during the half hour after getting up and taking a dump. However, there were some indescribable things this morning, so he didn't pay attention.

 "No, something happened to Silicon Moonlight."

 "Silicon Moonlight? Is it the largest semiconductor chip company in our country?"

 "No matter what they are, everything happened to all semiconductor companies!" Zhu Mengchao said, "You also know that the United States has recently He became the president and quickly took a series of measures, one of which was to ban the sale of semiconductor chips to China."

 "A complete monopoly?" Zhang Mengyu frowned. When the previous president was in office, he only greatly increased the price of chips. Price, but it has not reached the level of a blockade. Unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened on the first day of the new president's term!

 "Yes!" Zhu Mengchao said, "So now the situation has suddenly become tense. Without high-performance chips, our country's communication technology will be finished. At least in the short term, development will be very slow, and I am afraid it will continue Until we are capable of independent research and development, this matter has directly aroused the extreme attention of the country's top leaders."

 Zhang Mengyu nodded, and he could fully imagine the consequences of a complete chip blockade.

 "As you know, our teacher Han's research direction has recently been focused on semiconductor materials such as graphene. He went to attend an emergency meeting this morning and may not come back until the afternoon." "So that's

 it." Zhang Mengyu Now that he understood the ins and outs, he said, "These Westerners are really good at causing trouble!" "

 Who says it's not the case? But there is no way, the core technology is in the hands of others, and we are still in a situation where we are passively beaten." Zhu Mengchao said helplessly said.

 "It's bad luck for them!" Zhang Menglong smiled. He even doubted whether the Super Seminary had accurately predicted that such a thing would happen, so he was allowed to win the skill of Material Technology.

 "In this case, let their proud chip technology turn into garbage!"