Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.
Those Sweet Times
Chapter 95 Part 1
Extra: Shen Zemu and Yang Yin
After lunch, Yang Yin removed her makeup, then redid her face again. She removed the double eyelid tape. Though Deng Wendo wasn’t trustworthy in other areas, Yang Yin trusted his comments about a woman’s appearance. He was very experienced in these things after all.
When Shen Zemu came over in the afternoon, what he saw was Yang Yin’s ‘especially appealing’ single eyelids.
Shen Zemu didn’t wear a shirt today, instead, he was wearing a simple black short sleeved t-shirt and carried a laptop bag on his shoulder. He stood there looking at Yang Yin. His eyes glanced over her and in the end, stopped at her fair and smooth knees for a while.
Yang Yin was a little uneasy and subconsciously tucked her hair. She asked: “Anything you want to talk to me about?”
“I have an idea.”
Yang Yin led him to the meeting room. Then she took out two bottles of Sprite from the refrigerator and gave one to him.
Shen Zemu sat on the chair and watched the fine water beads form on the Sprite bottle. He was suddenly reminded of something and said to Yang Yin: “Though chocolate contains caffeine, it’s rather minimal and won’t aggravate insomnia.”
“Oh.” Yang Yin nodded in a composed manner: “What’s the idea you want to tell me? It can’t be this?”
“No.”
Shen Zemu took out his laptop and put it on the desk. His laptop was like his person, plain, square, and solid, giving people a sense of security for no apparent reason.
He had made a Powerpoint presentation.
Since only the two of them were going to watch it, there was no point in using the projector. Yang Yin pulled her chair near his to look at the presentation with him. Shen Zemu explained the contents to her.
Shen Zemu’s idea was rather bold-- --He wanted to create software to simulate a match. If he could do it, then they could simulate different players with different lineups playing matches against each other to predict the result of the match.
Yang Yin asked: “How accurate can it be?” It was the most important thing to her. If the prediction was too far off from reality, then it would truly bring down the team.
Shen Zemu said: “I can’t guarantee 100% accuracy. I can only keep perfecting it so it would keep getting closer to the actual situation. It’s just like asymptotes.”
“I feel that it would be rather difficult to do.”
It should be a difficult task. Simulating different lineups would be an easier job, as long as there was enough data for them to continue making corrections and perfecting the model. But building a model of the players would be much more difficult since there were too many variable elements in a person.
“I think it’s possible to build models of the players.” Shen Zemu said.
“How, how would you build it?”
“Use parameters to digitize all the players.”
Yang Yin didn’t quite understand what he was talking about, but still felt quite excited without really knowing why.
After showing his presentation, Shen Zemu and Yang Yin discussed some more details. Yang Yin asked with her chin resting on her palm: “You know how to write programs too?”
“C is a required course for my major.”
“You’re really something, Mr. Straight A student.” Yang Yin cupped her hands to show her admiration and smiled.
Shen Zemu looked at her with a slightly tilted head. His eyes were calm. After a while, he said: “The perfume suits you well.”
Yang Yin suppressed the ripples in her heart and laughed: “Really? The brand is pretty good. I’ll buy you a bottle of cologne later.”
Shen Zemu didn’t say yes or no.
When they walked out of the meeting room, Yang Yin looked at the time and discovered that they had spoken for over three hours. It was almost time for lunch already.
All the players had already done their training assigned by Coach Yang for the morning and were all waiting for their lunch. Since they didn’t have anything better to do, they all stretched their necks to observe the handsome man who had come out from nowhere.
Yang Yin gave them a fierce glare and said: “What are you all looking at? If you keep staring, I’ll turn all of you into models.”
That sounded a bit terrifying. The players stopped looking at Shen Zemu.
Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.
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