ccnovels Chapter 357 Only The Last Step Left!
Chapter 357 Only The Last Step Left!
Song He took a closer look and felt slightly shocked.
On Ji Tianhe's desk, there were a lot of white data papers layered on top of each other, all of which were close-ups of Ruoqiang Bo.
He has made countless marks on it with a red pen, and it seems that he has analyzed it thoroughly!
At this moment, Ji Tianhe is explaining his views to other team members:
"Look at these distribution maps, they are the impulses triggered when rhesus monkeys enter anesthesia. The impulse density function at the top can be used to estimate the time change of neuron firing probability..."
"Judging from the shape of the pulse, it is obvious that there is a difference between deep sleep and anesthesia. The response delay of anesthesia is about 100 milliseconds, while that of deep sleep is 80 milliseconds. It is not a single pulse configuration..."
"The encoding scheme for low-frequency positions looks familiar, but I don't remember where I've seen it before. You can help me find it. If I can find it, it will be an important reference!" Ji Tianhe circled a picture with red pen .
Song He reached for the picture and squinted, "Locust!"
Everyone immediately turned their attention to him.
Ji Tianhe was stunned for a moment, "Teacher, what do you mean..."
"The antennal lobe projection neurons of the locust's olfactory system are very similar to this. You can search for them." Song He said quickly.
Ji Tianhe quickly typed on the keyboard and searched on the computer. Soon he found a paper and similar pictures appeared in front of everyone.
"It's true!" Ji Tianhe's eyes were bright, "This should be the one I remember!"
The team members who were watching were secretly stunned. Teacher Song’s paper reading volume was completely amazing. He could find the papers everyone needed almost anytime and anywhere, which was more effective than a search engine!
Song He didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around him. He put his hands on the edge of the table and looked through the printed data paper with interest.
In just two minutes, he roughly understood the idea behind the red pen mark.
"So you think it's time encoding?" Song He asked.
"It looks like it, but it probably isn't." Ji Tianhe shook his head, "Maybe it's a variant of time coding."
Song He nodded with deep understanding. The black technology blueprint has been clearly stated. It is a brand new encoding method, and it can never be traditional time encoding.
"You see, the firing of these neurons is synchronized with the oscillation of the local field potential in the system." Song He pointed at a picture, "Each pulse occurs close to the phase of the sinusoidal LFP."
Ji Tianhe nodded repeatedly, "LFP is the electric field of the overall activity in a local area. It can be seen as the change in electrical activity at the synaptic terminal, so you only need to look at the firing of PN1 and PN2 in three-quarters of a set of LFP cycles..."
"Wrong!" Song He categorically denied it, took out another picture, and tapped it heavily with his finger, "Have you seen the rhythmic phase process of hippocampal place cells?"
"No..." Ji Tianhe was at a loss.
Song He picked up a pen from the side, pulled out the white paper and started drawing with his bare hands.
Several data graphs quickly appeared on the white paper, with precise fluctuations and straight scale lines, as beautiful as the patterns freshly printed by a printer!
The onlookers were dumbfounded, and there was a gasp, and there were a few faint sounds of "fuck".
This is the first time that everyone has seen Song He perform this unique skill. His hands are as precise as a printer. The most important thing is that he can draw such precise pictures without hesitation, which shows that Song He has memorized the data graphs in the paper. Got it!
Ji Tianhe was stunned and before he could react, he heard Song He continue.
"You see when the data moves from left to right, the timing of the pulse bursts is similar to the earlier phase shift of the theta cycle. Do you know how many meanings this has?"
When Ji Tianhe heard the question, he suddenly woke up from his daze, "Two types! What can be used here should be that the overlapping distribution time sequence is retained in each cycle!"
"Yes!" Song He smiled happily, then turned to look at the other people listening, "Raise your hand if you understand?"
Only three or four people raised their hands, and the others were as confused as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
"Don't you understand? If you don't understand, this paper will not be signed!" Song He said.
In an instant, everyone raised their hands in a hurry!
Song He smiled, feeling very happy for a moment, then calmed down his expression and continued to communicate with Ji Tianhe.
"Go to this location." Song He pulled out another picture, "We can refer to the CA1 area of the hippocampus to receive the main input from the CA3 area and the lateral geniculate cortex!"
Ji Tianhe's expression suddenly changed, and he was enlightened, "Yes! A special case of multiplexing coding, where inputs from different sources during neural oscillation are divided into each input driver!"
"But here is an inverse Gaussian curve." Song He frowned.
Ji Tianhe was doused with cold water again and stared at the drawings depressedly.
The onlookers looked at each other in confusion. Everyone could not understand at all. They had no idea what was going on with Song He and Ji Tianhe's emotional changes. However, no one left. There was a vague feeling of masters competing against each other in the atmosphere. It seemed that the progress was very close to the result. !
Ji Tianhe grabbed a piece of white paper and scribbled formulas on it.
Song He squinted and picked up the pen, but instead of writing the formula, he stared at the fresh handwriting written by Ji Tianhe and Shua Shua.
Ji Tianhe wrote down a line, and Song He raised his pen and crossed it out roughly.
Ji Tianhe was stunned for a moment, then wrote another one, and Song He raised his pen again to kill.
Write, kill, write, kill, write, kill...
The atmosphere became increasingly anxious.
Ji Tianhe's forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to write.
The onlookers continued to be confused. They could not understand the formula on the paper, but looking at the movements of the two people, they could also understand the general situation: Ji Tianhe was trying to solve the problem, while Song He kept rejecting the verdict. point!
"Think again." Song He encouraged, "I'll give you a hint."
After speaking, Song He raised his pen and drew a solid line on the paper, and then drew a dotted line at the bottom. The shapes of the two lines were like mortar trajectories.
Ji Tianhe suddenly realized it, his expression was like being struck by lightning, and he quickly wrote down a new formula on the paper!
Song He smiled with satisfaction, put down the pen and patted him on the shoulder, "Write a paper on a new type of virtual and real time encoding. After you finish writing it, write it to me and I will vote for "Cell"!"
After a pause, he added:
"You are listed as the first author! The people in our laboratory are listed next in order of contribution!"
Ji Tianhe looked horrified and quickly refused, "How dare I fail one exam! Teacher, did you figure out the answer a few minutes ago? You should fail one exam!"
Song He no longer refused, "Then you and I will work together. Your name will be put first, and I will be named the corresponding author."
Ji Tianhe wanted to say something else, but Song He patted him on the shoulder and left, meaning that it was settled.
His throat rolled, Ji Tianhe's cheeks trembled slightly, and he suddenly said loudly, "Thank you, teacher!"
He was so excited that he almost blew himself up!
I have been doing research for more than ten years and have been in the top journals, but my name has always been ranked at the bottom and unknown.
After coming to this laboratory for just a few days, I actually got one of the top papers!
The first top-notch article in my life!
At this moment, Ji Tianhe felt that all kinds of hormones were spraying wildly in his head, and he might lose his temper in public if he continued to think wildly, so he quickly turned to the computer and focused on writing the paper.
Song He took a sip of water and pulled out a black technology blueprint in front of his eyes. The progress bar rose to 60%!
The last step pops up, accounting for the last 40% of the research and development of short-term sleep drugs!