Therefore, the development of artificial intelligence must be based on the cornerstone of humanities. Only under the nourishment of the humanistic spirit can scientific and technological innovation avoid becoming mechanical alienation and losing its vitality and vitality.
Today, she has long been accustomed to Western lifestyles and thinking patterns. Pei Yuchi's words this time made her re-examine her own experience. As a Chinese, whether she should also shoulder the mission of spreading national culture is a topic that she had never thought about in detail before.
Pei Yuchi's smile gradually faded and he frowned slightly. "To be honest, I am indeed a little worried that our cultural identity is being lost." He looked up at Xia, with a hint of worry in his eyes. "If our generation also follows the trend, then our culture will be really in danger."
Pei Yuchi looked at Xia again, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. "But you are different. You have an international perspective, but you still love China in your heart. This makes me even more looking forward to you being able to carry forward our true cultural charm in your career and let the world see the true face of Chinese culture, not just the external ones. In the form."
He calmed down slightly, "I know this is just my personal idea, you don't have to feel burdened. I just hope that through our communication, you can understand our culture more clearly. Value and blood."
The twenty-minute conversation ended quietly amid the fragrance of tea. Xiya was convinced and fully understood and agreed with Pei Yuchi's design concept. They walked into the banquet venue in tacit understanding and shared this hard-won understanding and resonance amidst the applause of the whole hall.
Representatives from all parties took their seats again. Pei Yuchi announced loudly: "After a short discussion, Dr. Xia and I have reached a new activity plan. Next, Dr. Xia will explain this appropriate plan to everyone and ask for your valuable opinions. We sincerely welcome it."
Shia cleared her throat and started talking about the new event design plan. This plan combines the theme of science and technology and innovation with the traditional Chinese charm, while meeting the sponsor's publicity needs. After compromises and concessions from both parties, a balance was finally achieved that was both in line with the theme and taking into account the overall situation.
The entire conference room was filled with applause and cheers. This fierce debate finally ended with a successful outcome, and the event gained wider recognition.
After the meeting, Pei Yuchi stood in his original position. He was wearing a black suit, a snow-white shirt that was noble and elegant, and the collar was slightly open, revealing a cold demeanor.
After greeting everyone, he and two Youth Federation staff members walked towards Siya. The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly understanding each other, as if they had some kind of tacit understanding. Sia felt her cheeks heat up, and her heart was filled with joy and gratitude.
He looked at the members of Xia's team, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I can only thank you! Our two colleagues will contact your company for follow-up work!" Then he shook hands with everyone one by one in preparation. Say goodbye.
Ni Ke and other staff members have a mask on their facesBye, they all came up and asked if they could take a group photo. Pei Yuchi glanced at Xia and waved his hand, saying, come on!
At this time, other participants came up to take a group photo, and some came to ask for autographs. First there were three or five people, and then suddenly several people appeared and rushed over. The crowd started to make a noise and rushed towards Pei Yuchi.
Shia stood there, wanting to wait for him to take a photo and sign autographs before saying goodbye, but there were more and more people, and she was squeezed forward. A male photo taker accidentally bumped into Sia's shoulder. Sia was wearing high heels and had a document in her right hand. She stumbled unprepared and the document fell to the floor.
At the critical moment, Pei Yuchi caught a glimpse of Xia's figure swaying out of the corner of his eye. His body reacted instinctively and shouted: "Be careful!" He subconsciously stretched out his right hand. Shia felt her body suddenly weightless, and then she was tightly embraced by a warm embrace.
Before she could recover, she felt Pei Yuchi's strong arms protecting her and holding her tightly in his arms. At this moment, Xiya felt her heartbeat suddenly speed up, and her whole body felt like she was falling into the clouds.
The faint woody aroma of Pei Yuchi lingered on her nose, and the warmth of the sun passed through his clothes and reached her back. This warmth made her forget her panic for a moment, and she only felt extremely at ease.
Xia's cheek unconsciously rubbed against Pei Yuchi's chest, and the sound of his powerful heartbeat could be heard in her ears.
At this moment, Shia felt unprecedented shock and trembling in her heart. She found a harbor in Pei Yuchi's arms like a small boat.
Pei Yu hesitated for a moment, then quickly held her steady, and quickly retracted his arm, as if he had touched something hot.
He turned his head and smiled at the dizzy fans: "Thank you for your support, but please be careful, okay!" There was a hint of urgency and regret in his tone. Everyone quickly helped Shia pick up the scattered documents.
Fans apologized repeatedly, claiming that too many people affected the view. Pei Yuchi nodded briefly and turned to Siya again, with concern and apology: "Are you okay?" Siya quickly shook her head, straightened up and patted her skirt.
While signing his name, Pei Yuchi walked naturally in front of her and blocked her behind him. His broad back revealed a non-negotiable dominance.
After signing his name, Pei Yuchi turned around and his eyes drifted towards Xia again. He pursed his lips helplessly and said in a low voice: "It's not convenient to talk here anymore. You guys go back first!"
At this time, more people gathered around, and Pei Yuchi raised his voice and said to everyone: "Then I'll leave first." Everyone nodded knowingly.
He turned around and walked away without even looking back. He just casually raised his right hand and waved to the eyes behind him. He didn't seem to care whether the eyes behind him really said his final farewell, and just strode away like an aloof wild horse.
Xia looked at his back, which was tall and neat, like a green pine in the snow, green and powerful, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
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Pei Yuchi tiredly got into the car and rushed back to the station to record the program. Seeing this, Xiao Liao asked with concern: "Did the meeting go well?"
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Pei Yuchi closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and said, "Tired."
Xiao Liao heard that his answer was inappropriate and knew that his current state was not suitable for conversation, so he kept silent drive. The car was quiet except for the sound of the engine running.
Pei Yuchi lay on the seat with his head raised, feeling a huge tiredness settling in every corner of his body. This fatigue comes not only from the long meeting that just ended, but also from the effort and effort he had to put in at work.
It seems that every job and every project requires a huge amount of his energy and mind to achieve the basic expected goals.
To take every step well and fulfill every responsibility requires great patience and perseverance. Behind the success or failure of every job is based on countless days and nights of hard work. This effort seems to have an additive effect, making every job seem incredibly difficult and mentally taxing.
Perhaps after recovering from this serious illness, Pei Yuchi devoted himself non-stop to several major tasks, and his brain did not get the rest it deserved.
Nowadays, whenever a high degree of mental concentration is required, excessive fatigue in the past will lead to unbearable headaches. Pei Yuchi frowned, gently massaging his temples with his fingers, and his originally sharp eyes became a little distracted.
He knew that his brain circuits were running at high speed at this moment, but his tired body and mind were not as quick and sharp as before, and it would take longer to adjust to return to the previous level.
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As he thought about it, he felt a little depressed, and even had the illusion that this road was no longer as desirable as before, but a long tunnel with no end in sight.
Pei Yuchi took a deep breath and let his thoughts return to reality. He still has too much work to do, even though he sometimes feels tired and hesitant.
Pei Yuchi opened his eyes, looked out the window at the rapidly retreating scenery, and tried to relax his mind.
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The impression left on him by today’s contact with Shia came to his mind. He still remembered that the last time he invited Shia to do the show, he had a good impression of this female doctor.
However, this work contact made him deeply feel that Xia contained an oriental female aesthetic pursuit that seemed to have been completely westernized and lost herself.
She is not as oblivious and lively as she was when we first met. Instead, she seems a little unnatural.
The make-up was too heavy and the clothes were too brand-name, which gave her an air of glitz, which was completely different from her original impression.
He never liked to judge a woman's appearance, but the moment he saw her, he still felt a little disappointed. The delicate face was painted with Western makeup, and the bright red lip color and eyeliner made her look unfamiliar and unreal, more like a doll from the West.
What he is even more puzzled about is that the clearly black features can better highlight the unique grace of oriental women, showing their mysterious, noble and moving temperament.
Black eyes and hair also complement the beautiful features of oriental women. Why do they abandon such a beautiful gift from nature and dye their hair into other colors.
Pei Yuchi knew that every woman has the right to show off her charm, but if an oriental woman ignores her unique cultural characteristics and temperament when showing off, then she will really lose her aesthetic orientation. Somewhat biased.
It is a pity that the girls around me, in this collision between Western and Eastern aesthetics, seem to prefer the former, choosing to completely Westernize themselves, but forgetting the inherent charm of being an Eastern woman. And soft.
She is like a tree growing in the east. There is no trace of the east among the lush branches and leaves, and only the shadow of the west can be seen.
I have been thinking about this for a long time without realizing it.
At this time, he suddenly missed Ye Wantang. In order not to worry her, they had insisted on not having any contact for two months, as if they were two paths that missed each other, drifting apart.
The scenery outside the car window blurred into blocks of color, but Pei Yuchi's thoughts became clear. In his mind, Ye Wantang's face gradually became clearer. That beautiful and delicate face, with black and smooth hair, shone a light blue in the sun, like a lush deep lake. A pair of phoenix eyes, seemingly real and illusory, with crystal clear eyes. Warm, lazy, enchanting, typical oriental beauty, transformed into a painting.
I remember her smile, shy yet charming, like a bud waiting to bloom. Every movement is soft and charming, a typical oriental woman.
Now that my thoughts are lingering, I realize that I miss her not only in my heart, but also in my body and senses. What I miss is the oriental beauty, her gentle and charming temperament, her charming grace, and her fresh and refined charm. These constitute her charm and make me deeply fascinated.
Longing is like water, wave after wave, engulfing Pei Yuchi in it. The scenery outside the car was blurry, but her image in his mind became clearer. He let his thoughts race, letting the water of longing drown him, and gained a moment of comfort in this long-lost indulgence.
He missed Ye Wantang, that was his only comfort, and it was also a beauty that he should not aspire to.
Every time in the dead of night, that longing will always quietly arise, bringing a heart-wrenching awakening to what we once had but have lost.
His palms pressed against the coldness of the car window, but he could not remain as calm as the cold. There was a flame of memory burning in his heart that could never be extinguished.
Time healsEverything, the beginning and end of a relationship is always unpredictable. When you re-examine it rationally, you will find that separation may be the best ending.
There will always be people who will miss and have it under the arrangement of fate. It will be treasured forever in my heart and will never be found again.
This is the end, their destined ending.
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Today's meeting unexpectedly had an intermission, which left Pei Yu late and not enough time to rush back to the dressing room on stage.
He stretched his tired body and just sat down on the chair in the dressing room when he heard whispers coming from outside the door. Two people were wearing navel-baring clothes, ripped pants, and big brands. The hip-hop girl standing next to her swayed in swayingly.
They were all dressed up, and their delicate faces were decorated with rich rouge and eye shadow. What followed was a pungent perfume mixed with floral and fruity scents, which instantly filled the entire dressing room.
Seeing Pei Yuchi sitting down and seeming to have taken their place, the two of them raised their chins without caring about others and said confidently: "Hey! Sorry, we were in line first!" There was snobbish arrogance in his tone.
At this time, Xiaoqian was busy preparing clothes for Pei Yuchi in the clothing room next door. She did not expect that the two girls were so rude.
Pei Yuchi was silent for a moment, then wisely stood up, glanced at them, sat down on the sofa on the side without scrambling, picked up the manuscript on the table, and began to prepare it.
The two of them saw him standing up without saying a word, tall and tall, and their originally arrogant expressions suddenly softened.
Then they took a closer look at his appearance and found that he had deep eyebrows and a handsome face. Although he had always been silent, he hid his outstanding appearance. This was beyond their expectation, and they couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
The two looked at each other, feeling surprised and couldn't help but blush. He seemed to have lost his previous confidence, shrank his neck, looked embarrassed, muttered a few words under his breath, and lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.