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We had a simple dinner together with several students and Liu Jiaxin, who came all the way from the Internet. After a small birthday party, the 23rd year schedule also entered the countdown.

Returning to his hometown from Jinling, on the high-speed train, Xu Chuan read through the papers in his hand.

On the side, Xu Xiao was holding a mobile phone and was scrolling about something.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked over, curiously asking: "Brother, by the way, when are you going to get married?"

Hearing this question, Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Xu Xiao: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

In the business class, Zheng Hai and Tang Sijia in the back row also pricked up their ears.

This man's marriage is a really big deal.

Xu Xiao thought for a while and said: "After yesterday, brother, you are already twenty-six and twenty-seven. At this age, all the brothers of your age in the village are married, and you are the only one left."

Xu Chuan smiled: "What, they are all married, do I have to get married?"

Xu Xiao shrugged and said, "Not really, but you told your mother before that you would consider getting married when you were thirty, but by the time you are thirty, Sister Jiaxin is already thirty-one."

Xu Chuan paused and looked at Xu Xiao blankly.

"What's wrong? Brother?" Xu Xiao asked curiously.

After coming back to his senses, Xu Chuan shook his head and said softly: "It's nothing."

In the business class cabin, the atmosphere was suddenly silent for a while.

Xu Chuan held the paper in his hand and didn't know what he was thinking. Xu Xiao beside him didn't say anything.

High-speed trains roar across the vast land, and during the Spring Festival travel season, tourists returning home are everywhere.

Looking at the passengers outside the window, Xu Chuan, who didn't know what he was thinking, came back to his senses, looked at Xu Xiao, and asked: "By the way, what is that math job you talked about yesterday?"

Xu Xiao celebrated his birthday yesterday. He didn't ask for any money, but he asked him to help him build a mathematical model.

Just because there was a dinner party to celebrate in the evening, he didn't have time to ask. It happened to be time on the high-speed rail, so he could take a look.

Hearing Xu Chuan's inquiry, Xu Xiao quickly opened his computer.

"I sent it to your email, brother, please take a look first."

Xu Chuan nodded, took the notebook from the small table nearby, slid his fingers twice on the touch pad, and clicked on the mailbox.

In the mailbox he paid special attention to, a new email arrived. He clicked on it and looked along the title of the email. However, when the title came into view, he was slightly stunned.

[Research theory of simulated neural signals and electrical signal conversion based on quantum theory]
Chapter completed!