dkrc Chapter 409 Submission In Advance!
Chapter 409 Submission In Advance!
time flies.
An Yulong stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, his sharp eyes scanning the whole class like a searchlight.
The candidates below were exhausted, and the sound of mouse and keyboard was mixed with a sad sigh.
Looking at the entire audience, only three candidates were calm and relaxed, showing no signs of despair that they could not solve the problem. They stared at the screen and thought seriously throughout the whole process, like snipers aiming at the target, and occasionally moved the mouse and keyboard as if they were pulling the trigger.
Which three?
Ye Qian Ye Jin in the front row, Song He in the corner of the back row!
An Yulong stepped down from the podium and patrolled silently, his sharp eyes scanning the data in the lower right corner of each computer.
First, the data from Ye Qian and Ye Jin shows that the comprehensive congestion rates have dropped to 38% and 39% respectively. The two brothers are typing on the keyboard from time to time and are continuing to optimize!
Looking back, the data is disappointing. In all cases starting from 8, the congestion rate is as high as over 80%. Occasionally, one or two drop to 70%. The corresponding candidates almost collapse and sweat pours down their foreheads.
At the end, An Yulong looked at Song He's screen emphatically, 60%.
It can be considered outstanding, but it is far from the front row Ye Qian Ye Jin, a huge gap of several dozen points!
There was still an hour before the end of the exam, and An Yulong had a good idea. Among the students in the class, Ye Qian and Ye Jin were good candidates who were expected to go deep into the research work on mathematical modeling of road networks. Song He was considered half a good candidate and had certain potential. , the rest is lackluster.
An Yulong silently clasped his hands behind his back and walked back to the podium to continue invigilating the exam.
In the corner of the back row, Song He seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, staring intently at the computer screen.
He didn't even notice An Yulong coming to him, his whole brain was concentrated on calculating mathematical models!
All the mathematics knowledge I have learned has been mobilized, and the city districts and streets on the screen have been modified hundreds of times in my mind!
Time flies, and a prompt pops up in the lower right corner of the computer: "There are still 30 minutes until the end of the exam!"
Song He wiped the sweat from his forehead, wiped it on his trouser legs, and put his hands on the keyboard.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally jumped with his fingers and started typing!
The mathematical model I wrote previously was largely deleted, torn down and rebuilt!
A series of formulas are written on the screen as fast as writing code. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of lines of content are successfully typed, and a new mathematical model is formed. Press Enter!
The roads in the whole city were changing rapidly. Song He looked expectant at first, and soon turned green again.
Some extremely weird routes are generated!
Penrose stairs appeared at some intersections, and a large number of cars rear-ended each other fiercely, splashing onto the surrounding buildings!
The bridge suddenly broke, and cars traveling at 70 to 80 kilometers flew out in a string, crashed into the building on the other side of the river, and started a fire!
The viaduct is twisted into a twist, rising in circles like a spring. Once the car enters, it cannot get out. It spins around like a ghost hitting a wall and spirals upward into the sky!
Looking at the screen, traffic accidents occurred frequently, cars crashed intensively throughout the city, and passers-by were knocked into the air like popcorn, scattering everywhere!
Song He was dumbfounded. There must be something wrong with the mathematical model, and the problem was huge!
He quickly paused the operation of the city, leaned forward, and leaned on the screen to carefully observe every change in the road.
After watching it for a long time, he hurriedly modified the mathematical model and adjusted only three parameters.
Press Enter and run again!
The city's roads have changed again, and the weird paths have disappeared significantly, but... the number of intersections has actually increased!
The number of intersections quickly increased from 666 to 710. Some block buildings that were allowed to be modified were brutally razed and replaced with X-shaped, M-shaped and E-shaped roads, and cars were confused on them.
Song He's expression was worse than constipation, and he was really panicking.
Is the idea wrong?
Is it not feasible to apply the mathematical modeling of brain cells to the mathematical modeling of urban roads?
There is no time to think about other paths now, there is only one way to go to the dark side!
After observing carefully, Song He discovered the clues.
Most of the main roads have been modified in line with expectations, and they are exactly the shape he expected after mental calculation. However, there are some small roads in the corners, and the trend is very confusing, which can be called evil!
Therefore, the general idea of mathematical modeling is correct, the problem lies in the details!
As long as you eliminate the flaws and errors in the modeling, you should have stunning results in the end!
Song He stretched out his hand to rub his aching temples, and tiredly began to modify the mathematical modeling to eliminate flaws.
He is like a programmer who has a bug in the program and has to look for it line by line in the code.
From time to time his eyes would light up, he would happily modify one or two parameters and hit Enter.
After returning to the car, there are always one or two evil paths that are instantly corrected, but from time to time a new small evil path will appear in the distance.
It’s so difficult... Song He scratched his head.
Unconsciously, the whole classroom gradually became quiet.
Most of the candidates were completely desperate and changed the data left and right. The data became worse and worse, so they did not dare to move.
The sound of the keyboard and mouse became sparse, as if the fighting had stopped. On the battlefield littered with corpses, only one or two survivors persisted in fighting, firing cold guns in vain.
"There are only ten minutes left in the exam! If you are almost done, you can click on the lower left corner to submit the paper in advance!"
On the podium, An Yulong finally spoke!
On the big screen at the front of the classroom, prompts for handing in papers from several students suddenly appeared.
After handing in the paper, a progress bar with your name printed on it will appear, slowly reaching the end. It means that the examination system is testing the effect of the mathematical model. In other words, it is an automatic marking process.
Whenever the progress bar reaches 100%, the score will pop up!
[Qiao Weize: 28 points]
[Lin Zining: 27 points]
[Xing Lian: 19 points]
…
Scores popped up one after another, and they were horribly low!
The big screen is still sorting automatically. High scores will be placed at the top, and low scores will be placed at the bottom. The rankings are clear at a glance.
More and more papers are submitted, and the list of scores is getting longer and longer.
Some students who had handed in their papers began to whisper:
"This level of difficulty is ridiculous!"
"Yes, one or two people's low scores are their own problem, and the whole class's low scores must be the teacher's problem!"
"There's no such thing as a high score! There's no one with more than fifty points, they all fail!"
"I think the teacher is deliberately trying to make things difficult for us. Such a large amount of calculations cannot be completed in such a short time. Isn't this exam a show of force?"
Candidates are depressed and resentful!
Everyone agreed that the difficulty of the exam was too outrageous. As for the so-called admission to the elite class with a score of 90 or above, it was completely a pie in the sky, because it was impossible for anyone to get such a high score!
In the front row of the examination room, two brothers, Ye Qian and Ye Jin, completed a latest simulation.
The two brothers looked at the data in the lower right corner of the screen, breathed out a sigh of relief, and clicked to hand in the paper!
A progress bar for Ye Qian and Ye Jin's rewinding appeared on the big screen and was placed at the end of the queue.
After just ten seconds, the progress bar reached the top.
The two names disappeared from the end of the queue instantly!
At the same time, airborne to the top of the list!
The candidates in the classroom were stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar!
"Damn it, god!"
"Outrageous, how is it possible?"