Chapter 3 — Reborn From A Call

The phone kept vibrating, it was a flurry of messages from Lam Chau: "Khuong Hu, please calm down, let's talk properly." "Don't be impulsive, studying abroad isn't that easy, what should I do when I'm alone in a foreign country?" "I admit there are a few things I haven't told you clearly, but my feelings for you are sincere." Last message: "You withdraw the invitation, let's start again." I looked at that last message and suddenly burst out laughing. Withdraw invitation? Even now he still feels like he has that weight. I didn't reply, I directly added him to the block list. Then open the investment fund application, confirm the listing time of Thinh Nguyen fund. March fifteenth of next year. Twenty thousand yuan, increased by eight times, is one hundred and sixty thousand yuan. One hundred sixty thousand plus stock dividends is enough for me to stand firm abroad. I turned off the phone and closed my eyes. Starting tomorrow, my life belongs only to myself.6A month later, I landed in Edinburgh. September in Scotland is constantly rainy, the wind carries the smell of earth and heather. I pulled two suitcases out of the airport and took a deep breath of foreign air. There was no one to pick me up, and no one to wait for me. But I have never felt so free. The first week, I frantically adapted to the all-English environment, staying at the library every day until closing time. The second week, I understood the AI lab application process. Requires a letter of recommendation from the instructor, plus a small project presentation completed independently. The third week, I proactively sought out that Chinese professor, Tran Duy Minh. His office is at the end of the fourth floor of the computer department, the door is ajar, the inside is filled with dissertations and dense formulas on the whiteboard. I knocked on the door three times. "Professor Tran, I am Khuong Hu, a new student studying artificial intelligence. I want to apply to join your laboratory." He raised his head and looked at me, his eyes behind his glasses sharp. "New student?" He frowned. I placed the prepared project documents on his desk. "This is a small NLP emotion analysis model I made in my free time. The data set I collected and cleaned myself, the accuracy is 87%." He said nothing, bowed his head and flipped the document. Turning to the third page, his eyebrows relaxed. Flipping to the fifth page, he took off his glasses and looked back at me again. "What is your university background?" "Domestic university in the first-class group, computer major, ranked first in the class for four consecutive years." He closed the document, his index finger lightly tapping on the table. "The lab's group meeting is next Monday, come listen." "If you keep up the pace, I can give you a probationary position." I almost couldn't control my eyes. lips. "Thank you professor, I will definitely not disappoint you." The moment I walked out of the office, I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. My future self is not wrong. This laboratory is the springboard for me to turn myself around. At the same time, news from inside the country also spread one after another. My roommate Tieu Chau texted me: "Khuong Hu, guess what, To Uyen's graduation project didn't pass, her graduation was postponed!" I opened the voice message, Tieu Chau's voice was full of gloating: "Her instructor said that model couldn't work at all, when the security guard was questioned, he became speechless and cried on the spot." "And Lam Chau, I heard that his direct admission professor knew about your academic attitude." I have a problem." "Push him to the coldest direction, work as a coolie in the laboratory every day, extremely sad." After listening, I didn't feel anything special. Isn't that right?

Anger, not sympathy. Just feel the cycle of cause and effect, that's just it. Tieu Chau sent another message: "That's right, a few days ago Lam Chau posted a status line." "Wrote that there are people who leave before they know how to appreciate them. To Uyen commented a broken heart symbol." "Someone took a screenshot and hung it on the lock group, laughing at me." I didn't click to open the screenshot, just replied with three words: "Not interested." Then turn off the messaging app and continue editing your model code. In my world, there was no longer a place for them. 7 At the end of the first semester, I officially became a core member of Tran Duy Minh's laboratory. In a group of six people, at first no one took me seriously, until the first project report. The module I am in charge of is transfer learning in multilingual emotion recognition. In two weeks, I increased the group's previous accuracy of 79% to 91%. On the day of the report, I stood in front of the whiteboard and finished presenting the methodology. The entire meeting room was silent for three seconds. Then the doctoral student led the applause. Professor Tran Duy Minh leaned against the back of his chair, the corners of his lips rarely revealing a hint of a smile: "Not bad, faster than I expected." From then on, no one in the group doubted my abilities anymore.