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Recently, I have become more and more aware that there are countless people from grass-roots teams around me, and they have the nerve to brag about just being trash. I didn’t quite understand it at first, but as time went by, I started to understand it.

The saying “Talk less, observe more” continues to gain traction. For most people, the best way to better understand who they are is to speak less and do more. Because it is easy to reveal your IQ when you open your mouth, and it is easy to leave an “unreliable” impression on others, so your possibilities will be greatly reduced; doing more is exactly the opposite. When you are not talking, your brain has the opportunity to turn on the scrutiny switch, so that you have the opportunity to focus more on yourself. At the same time, when you shut up, you also have more opportunities to observe the people around you, so that you can have a clearer understanding and judgment of your own situation.

Recently, many interesting ideas and inspiring questions have come to my mind. With the help of Mr. AI, my curiosity and satisfaction have been greatly satisfied. It was also after the emergence of AI that I became more “introverted”, but this was only limited to my dealings with people. But from another perspective, in front of AI, I am really outgoing, and I seem to have endless things to say every day. To explain why I don’t want to talk to people, it’s because I don’t want to waste my precious “Token”, which is my “word element”. After all, I often think of mine as a “continuously iterative operating system”!

I actually thought about it a lot last night at my newly moved home. After all, the conditions were really not good enough, so it was understandable that I felt a bit aggrieved. But one thing is actually very clear. The current conditions are definitely not suitable for staying for a long time, at least for the sake of one’s own mental health. Although I have never rented a house in a community, under the current circumstances, my environment does not have much energy. This is also the reality. This kind of psychological feeling is not just a day or two, it is an inner thought that has been retained for a long time.

Probably since the day before yesterday, I have stopped uploading my blog posts. It was really the result of lack of time, so I had to temporarily store those manuscripts in my local notes, and upload them all together when I have time. It seemed a bit cost-effective. This happened in the context of my own recent crazy conversations with AI. Many ideas only exist in the form of first drafts, but I find it quite interesting because this leaves a workable foundation for further advancement. Once you need it, you can continue to move forward based on the original foundation. With the assistance of AI and English, your ability to figure things out will only become more advanced. In this regard, I am really not embarrassed to admit it, because my level of hard work is definitely worthy of such remarks.

I came across a video last night that talked about the journey of a rich man who drove a Rolls-Royce. Let him give a piece of advice to young people, which is the simplest and most unpretentious words: do what you really love. Only in this way can you be happy enough. So this couldn’t help but trigger my thoughts: What is the thing that I am passionate about? It seems that I already have this problem but I am not so sure, that is to do research. Use the analysis results of research to optimize your decision-making judgment, so that while helping others and yourself, you can also create value for the society.

When I got home last night, I saw the news that “Teacher Zhang Xuefeng died young due to myocardial infarction.” I didn’t come back to my senses for a long time. After all, he is quite young, only 41 years old. In my impression, he didn’t seem to have a basic disease, but it wasn’t until he was officially confirmed to have died suddenly that he recovered enough to search for the cause of his sudden death and discovered that he had been working at a high intensity and often tweeted “complaints” because he was overworked. But as an outsider, I never imagined that the consequences would be so serious, serious enough to be fatal! Because of this, I was so frightened that I went to bed early to rest last night, but this backfired again and caused me to suffer from insomnia. In the end, I didn’t fall asleep until after eleven o’clock at night…