I'm back in 1990

Chapter 1170: Should I Participate in the Competition?

After the Spring Festival in 2015, Huang Zeji spent a lot of time in the computer room almost every day.

The panoramic stitching algorithm has been iterated three times, but the color difference problem during multi-lens fusion remains an insurmountable hurdle.

He frowned as he looked at the results of the test on the screen.

In the image, where two photos taken from different lenses are stitched together, the color transition is still distorted, with the left side being cooler and the right side being warmer, making them clearly distinct.

He shook his head helplessly, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and continued modifying the color difference compensation code module.

Someone knocked twice on the door, and Hu Zhidong walked in, still holding his thermos.

Looking at Huang Zeji, Hu Zhidong sighed inwardly. He was nominally in charge of the project, but the actual investor was the boy's father. However, all of this was kept from the boy.

However, the boy himself is extremely outstanding, and this matter is entirely beneficial to him, so why wouldn't he do it?

He held the cup and glanced at the screen: "Is it still a color difference issue?"

Huang Zeji scratched his hair in frustration: "I've tried many methods, but none of them work. The difference in edge blending is too great, and I just can't get them to blend perfectly."

Hu Zhidong placed the thermos on the table, tapped a few keys on the keyboard, flipped through a few pages of code, and then began to think seriously.

After a moment, he said, "Have you considered using a point-and-line dispersion method for pixel-level shading?"

Huang Zeji was stunned for a moment.

He had certainly considered the point-line dispersion method; theoretically, calculating the motion vector of each pixel between consecutive frames could achieve sub-pixel accuracy, but the computational load was simply too...

So he said, "The computing power requirement is too high, and the real-time performance will be very poor."

Hu Zhidong, however, didn't take it seriously: "Put the real-time issue aside for now. What you need to consider now is whether it exists or not, not whether it's good or not. Get the algorithm sorted out first, and then work on real-time optimization later."

He patted Huang Zeji on the shoulder: "There have been some very good papers in the CV field in recent years. You can look for them on IEEE Xplore."

"Okay, I'll go look for it later." Huang Zeji marked this in his memo.

Hu Zhidong checked the time, hugged the thermos to his chest again, and instructed, "Your dad told me to keep an eye on you and not to stay up late. Go back to your dorm and rest early."

Huang Zeji stared at the computer screen without turning his head: "Okay, I'll think about it for a bit and then go back to the dorm."

No sooner had Hu Zhidong left than Huang Zeji opened his browser and searched for the papers Hu Zhidong had mentioned in the IEEE database.

RAFT, the best paper at ECCV 2014, is a point-line dispersion estimation framework that performs well in low-texture regions, but requires too much computing power; it takes a fraction of a second to process a single 1080Ti image.

After spending some time, Huang Zeji found these papers and downloaded them to a local shared folder, planning to read them slowly after returning to his dormitory that evening.

Meanwhile, in the international student apartments on the same campus.

Zeng Wentian is on the phone with his mother, Zhang Yun.

During the winter break, he returned to Singapore and told his mother, Zhang Yun, about how he and Huang Zeji were in the same school.

Zhang Yun told him that he didn't need to approach the brother and sister, and that he should just keep his distance from them.

Over the phone, Zhang Yun specifically reminded him: "The climate in Shanghai is different from that in Singapore. There's also the possibility of a cold snap in spring, so be sure to keep warm and don't take off your clothes unnecessarily."

"Yes, I know. I check the weather forecast every morning."

Finally, Zhang Yun gave him a few more words of advice, reminding him again to keep his distance from the brother and sister.

After ending the call, he took a sip of water.

He had heard his mother's advice countless times. From childhood to adulthood, his mother had constantly instilled certain ideas in him, which gradually made him accustomed to thinking about problems in the same way his mother did.

He loved his father, who was also his idol, which is why he took the initiative to show goodwill to the brother and sister, but they seemed to have a deep prejudice against him.

He still remembered the day shortly after the start of the semester last year, when Huang Zeji asked Ou Ya to bring him the money. He held the envelope and couldn't quite describe his feelings.

There was no excitement, no anger, and no sadness.

It's just a feeling of finally confirming a certain fact.

Huang Zeji knew who he was.

Huang Zeji did not want to have anything to do with him.

He understood when he received the envelope from Ouya that day.

He left the returned money untouched and casually placed it in his desk drawer.

"Zeng Wentian, are you there?" Ou Ya's voice came from outside the door.

Zeng Wentian got up and opened the door. Ou Ya stood at the door and showed him the contents of her phone.

The screen displayed the school's bulletin board page: "Have you seen the school's interdisciplinary competition in financial technology and computer science?"

Zeng Wentian has indeed seen this. This competition is jointly organized by Hudan and the Financial Technology Lab of Shanghai Bank. The questions have not yet been announced, but the preview has already been released.

Zeng Wentian has indeed seen this. This competition is jointly organized by Hudan and the Financial Technology Lab of Shanghai Bank. The questions have not yet been announced, but the preview has already been released.

There are reportedly bonuses, but the bonuses are secondary. The main attraction is that the winning team can get a summer internship in the bank's fintech lab, which is very tempting for fintech students.

However, this held little appeal for Zeng Wentian, whose mother controlled a bank called "Nanyang Brothers Bank," a very powerful bank that also held shares in several world-renowned banks, such as the Southeast Asian branch of Pacific Century Bank of the United States.

Ou Ya came to invite him to participate: "Zeng Wentian, join us. We need a computer expert, and you are the best among the people I know."

Seeing Ou Ya's enthusiasm, Zeng Wentian couldn't bear to refuse her directly, so he said, "Let's think about it some more."

"What do you mean by 'let's see'? Let me tell you, this is a rare opportunity. I've already spoken to Cui Minzhu, and she wants to join too. She handles the complex business analysis and roadshow parts, and Xu Ziang said he can help with data collection. All we need now is someone who understands computers."

Seeing that Zeng Wentian still didn't express his opinion, Ou Ya continued to persuade him: "Look, the competition topic is computer graphics and financial applications. I guess it's related to image recognition or multi-source data fusion. According to the information I found, this is what banks have been most enthusiastic about in recent years, using satellite images to assess the value of a neighborhood's commercial district, as well as commercial activity and land prices, etc..."

Ou Ya's explanation was quite reasonable, and Zeng Wentian also felt that her analysis made some sense, but he still needed to consider it.

"Okay, I understand. Can I think about it?"

Seeing that he wouldn't budge, Ou Ya didn't press him too hard, so she turned to go back to her room. But after taking a couple of steps, she turned back and said, "Don't think about it for too long. The registration deadline is at the end of this month."

Zeng Wentian nodded: "Understood!"