At 8 o'clock in the evening, the domestic robot came as usual to clean.
Xing Yuanzhi had it clean the bathroom thoroughly three times, even scrubbing the bathtub ten times, making Cheng Jinyang feel guilty as if he were exploiting a synthetic laborer like a sinful human boss.
"Is she like this only after living with you, or has she been a severe germaphobe all along?" Wang Wanrou's voice came from behind.
"Um, this isn't considered a request, right?" Cheng Jinyang asked cautiously.
Hearing Wang Wanrou's question, he instinctively felt nervous.
"Nonsense, what do you think?" Wang Wanrou immediately smirked, making Cheng Jinyang feel like he had inadvertently showcased his intellectual limitations.
Fortunately, Miss Wang didn't dwell on the topic too much and continued to wear his T-shirt as pajamas, holding a book and reading in bed.
Cheng Jinyang glanced over, and the title of the book was "The Crowd: How to Effectively Communicate with Cognitively Impaired Lower-Class Individuals."
What a weird and pretentious book!
"By the way, I actually have a sleeping bag here..."
Seeing her leaning on his other pillow, seemingly not intending to sleep separately, Cheng Jinyang couldn't help but remind her.
"Oh."
Miss Wang didn't even lift her head.
"Don't you need it?" Cheng Jinyang asked again.
Wang Wanrou raised her head in surprise, revealing her typical, seemingly elegant but actually indifferent standard fake smile:
"What, sharing a bed with me is too much for you? Well, after all, my beauty must have put a lot of pressure on you..."
"I have absolutely no pressure, okay!" Cheng Jinyang was suddenly angry.
Just sleeping, as a grown man, would I still be more reserved than an underage girl like you?
"She chose to sleep next to you because she wasn't sure about the distance needed to enter the dream, so she wanted to get as close as possible."
Xing Yuanzhi, who had just sent away the housekeeping robot, walked into the bedroom, obviously displeased by the conversation she heard outside.
"What else could it be?" Wang Wanrou chuckled.
"Do you think I have any intentions towards a mere fifth-grade aristocratic offspring?"
This remark was so piercing that Cheng Jinyang immediately felt deflated.
"It's better not to." Xing Yuanzhi said coldly.
So Cheng Jinyang immediately regained his spirits: My dear Ah Zhi is the best to me!!
It's now 8:47 in the evening, not even 9 o'clock yet, and nobody feels very sleepy.
Xing Yuanzhi sat on the small bed beside, scrolling through "Shi Shuo Xin Yu," this world's version of Weibo with a character limit of 150, which was more than enough.
Cheng Jinyang was on the family forum of the Cheng clan, searching for posts related to himself, only to find that everyone seemed to have forgotten him entirely.
Ah, this must be what they call social death.
Wang Wanrou lay next to him unabashedly (after all, a double bed could fit two people side by side), continuing to read her paperback book, occasionally picking up the pen on the bedside table to underline, mark symbols, and take notes.
Cheng Jinyang glanced over and noticed her notes were all marked with "bullshit," "a bunch of nonsense," "waste of time," "the author should reincarnate with a higher IQ," and so on.
"If a book has no value to you, why bother reading it?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Shouldn't you have given up on it earlier?"
"I just want to know how stupid the author can be," Wang Wanrou said lightly, "after all, given my intellectual level, understanding the thought patterns of these mortals is too difficult."
She placed the book on the bedside table, bored for a moment, then leaned over to see what Cheng Jinyang was scrolling through.
"Family forum."
Feeling a bit embarrassed by her closeness, Cheng Jinyang showed her the screen of his phone.
"Let me see?" Wang Wanrou took his phone.
"If you're worried about ideological imprinting, you don't have to answer. Just silently agree in the future."
After glancing at a few posts on the Cheng family forum, she displayed her signature disdainful smile:
"Insect-like thinking. Reading trashy family forums like this will only narrow and solidify your cognition, turning you into a stupid commoner."
Cheng Jinyang: ...
Feeling both vindicated and saddened by her words, he didn't know whether to feel relieved or sorrowful.
"Tsk."
Xing Yuanzhi coldly snorted beside them, her expression displeased.
As a member of the Xing family, also a fifth-grade family like the Cheng family, Wang Wanrou's condescending attitude towards the Cheng family made her feel disgusted and resentful—presumably the attitude of the Wang family towards the Xing family was similar.
"Speaking of which, is it okay for you to be out all night?" Cheng Jinyang suddenly asked, curious.
"I live at my fiancé's place, what's the problem?" Xing Yuanzhi said coldly, still immersed in her phone.
Cheng Jinyang really wanted to say, "Isn't this question a bit too much?" Being engaged and being married are totally different, you know?
Of course, since Ah Zhi didn't bother to explain further, he wasn't stupid enough to dig deeper and make himself unhappy.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
He suddenly noticed Wang Wanrou still tapping away at the screen...
Even if she's searching for posts and typing, it shouldn't take this long.
"Wasting one-thousandth of my precious time, enlightening some idiots in your family's forum."
Wang Wanrou handed him the phone back.
"Oh, crap!" Cheng Jinyang jumped out of bed.
He just remembered that his account was still logged into the family forum.
Was Wang Wanrou using his account to post just now?
Quickly taking back his phone and checking, sure enough... there were already 239 new replies in the message center, and the number kept rapidly increasing.
In just a short while, what did this young lady post with my account?
Why does it seem like the forum exploded? She didn't post photos using my account, did she?
When Cheng Jinyang opened his personal center, he saw long paragraphs of private message replies flooding the screen, filled with insults like "If you don't understand, don't touch algorithm theory," "Another amateur scientist is born," "Just looking at your deduction process makes me want to laugh," and numerous scornful remarks, almost filling his message center.
Clicking on the response record, it took Cheng Jinyang a few minutes to understand the whole story:
Originally, two descendants of the Cheng family were discussing algorithms, and the subject of their discussion happened to be the "Fly-Back" algorithm he used in the training ground today.
There was a slight dispute over the formula calculation. Simply put, one person thought formula A should be used, while the other person thought formula B should be used.
For the algorithm itself, both formulas A and B are effective. It's just that formula A has lower complexity and is easier to calculate, while formula B has fewer parameters and, if the computing power is high, can be calculated faster.
As a result, the two argued fiercely over "which formula is more efficient," causing this post to stay at the top of the forum for a long time, attracting countless bystanders to join the battle, with some supporting formula A for being "convenient and easy to calculate" and others supporting formula B for being "quick and efficient."
In fact, the choice of which formula to use depends on personal computing power and computing habits, and there is no absolute optimal solution.
As a result, Wang Wanrou logged in with his account and casually dropped a sentence in the post:
"Supporting formulas A and B are all idiots, both formulas are too complicated."
Her response was like a stone causing ripples, dragging both sides who were still battling into it.
Combined with the special sensitive identity of the account owner, she quickly became the target of everyone's attack, with a plethora of affectionate "admirer" greetings one after another.
Of course, Wang Wanrou definitely didn't care about these names (after all, they're not insulting her anyway), so she ignored all the garbage replies, calmly wrote a few lines of formulas, and then clicked to reply to the post.
The new formula she replied with looked like a hybrid of formulas A and B, with slightly lower complexity than B and fewer parameters than A.
Naturally, there were even more curses.
Supporters of formula A found it too difficult to calculate, while supporters of formula B found it too lengthy.
Everyone criticized this formula as worthless, and in passing, gave Cheng Jinyang a nickname:
"Pseudo-scientist."
Soon, this post was pushed to several hundred floors high, and as a result, Wang Wanrou added a sentence at the end:
"Do you all judge the efficiency of an algorithm based on 'personal perception'? Admirable, truly worthy of being an old fifth-grade prestigious family."
Then the family forum exploded.