AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

"I think, I have no clothes on now and I forgot to lock the toilet door. If someone suddenly breaks into the toilet and sees me, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"And if the person who saw me didn't see me naked, but thought I was wearing clothes... then why would there be a set of 'invisible clothes'?

“Starting from this point of thinking, I thought of many possibilities.

“Keep thinking, keep deducing, keep talking to yourself, assuming that you are the protagonist in the story...

"In the end, I came up with "His Majesty's Costumes", a story that I am very proud of and that readers also like very much."

Don’t wait for the reporter to speak again.

Qiu Yequ just paused for a moment and then continued to answer:

"And during this long process of deliberation and deliberation, as a writer, I communicated and discussed with other writers, hoping to explore a clearer direction with them. It's reasonable, right?

"Perhaps on the way, one of the discussed versions was accidentally leaked by someone, and passed around to the writer."

At this point, Qiu Yequ made a strange sound.

There was a bit of yin and yang in the voice.

"That writer secretly took my inspiration as his own and rushed to publish it before me. You should write better.

“Such a profound and connotative inspiration was written into a very superficial story. I couldn’t read it and I was very curious as to how it could be written like this?

"And if you want to publish it, at least choose a big platform, a big magazine, right?

"Perhaps because he was afraid that I would find out, he deliberately chose a small magazine where he couldn't find any shadow.

"Don't tell me, he really succeeded. I didn't find out for a long time.

"It wasn't until I also published "His Majesty's Hua Shang" that the readers overlapped, and he couldn't hide it. He even had the nerve to come to me with a shameless face, hoping that I would say that I was friends with him.

"He also said that I published it later than him, so I should be considered as plagiarizing him. He graciously forgave me, as long as I said thank you to him?

"Haha, do you think it's funny?"

Qiu Yequ sneered.

The editor with a short head turned pale with anxiety.

The crew didn't know yet, but they listened to the story with great interest and laughed out loud after hearing the words.

"This is the first time I've seen such a shameless person."

Autumn Night Song said with a smile:

"I have to say, it refreshed my outlook on life."

The press conference is over soon.

Autumn Night Music and the crew exchanged blows for a while, and as soon as they got off the stage, they were pulled into the toilet by the angry editor with a short hair.

"Autumn Night Song, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Of course it means protecting your own reputation."

Qiu Yequ looked dissatisfied at the short-cut editor, smoothing out the folds of her clothes that had been pulled out.

"Editor Lin Qing, I really don't understand why you want to press my head and ask me to apologize to him.

"Obviously what you should do is hold his head down and ask him to apologize to me.

"I am the one who was plagiarized!"

"You..." Lin Qing, the short-cut editor, widened his eyes, "Did you drink too much, and the alcohol damaged your brain?"

Were you plagiarized by him?

How can you actually say such confusing words?

"I just want to understand that I shouldn't be timid. Even a boring junior who appears out of nowhere can act like a hypocrite and pretend to be a hypocrite. It makes me sick to my stomach."

Lin Qing opened her mouth and was about to scold——

"boom!"

Qiu Yequ had an expressionless face and punched Lin Qing's head...on the toilet tiles next to her.

"Editor Lin Qing, who are you with?

"If you are with him, then why don't you resign and go find him and become his editor to see if he wants you.

"If you're with me, just do your own thing. Don't insist on getting in and dictating something that has nothing to do with you."

Qiu Yequ took back her right hand.

Lin Qing was stunned, looking at this complete stranger.

This person is not Autumn Night Music.

The Qiu Yequ that he knew was obviously a very noble and proud scholar, although he had the shortcomings of being occasionally emotional.

"Autumn Night Song, what happened to you suddenly?"

"I understand."

"Enlightened?"

"My "Your Majesty's Flowers" is tens of millions of times more popular than his, so why should I bow to him? Whatever I say is what I say, and my readers, fans, and investors will all favor me.

"Besides, am I wrong in what I said? Are there any loopholes? It's obvious that he plagiarized me in advance!"

The words of Autumn Night Song are sonorous.

It seems that he really thinks so.

"Remember, Editor Lin Qing," he patted Lin Qing on the shoulder and said sincerely, "We are the strong side, and the strong side should act like a strong side."

He turned around and walked out of the toilet.

"...But what happens next?" Lin Qing suddenly asked.

Autumn Night Music paused.

"after?"

"Yes, what happens next?"

Lin Qing stared at his back and asked:

"You copied this article, but after that, who copied it?

"What's the excuse? Or did you actually think about it a long time ago, but it was just leaked and copied in advance when you were discussing it with other writers?"

"It's so noisy!" Qiu Yequ waved his arm and punched the wall.

He took a deep breath, his breath was as loud as a bellows, he opened his body like a wild animal, and then returned to his human form.

After doing this three or four times, his breathing returned to calm.

“We’ll talk about what happens next.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. I will find a way. Don't worry about this."

He took out his shiny black leather shoes.

Pa tap, tap tap.

The echoes in the long corridor were empty and lonely.

Getting further and further away from Lin Qing.

……

Easily pass the math test paper in seconds, because I am a bad AI!

Tang Ping once again passed the exam in one hour. Under the astonished gazes of the examinees in the classroom, he handed in the paper with a smile and showed his cool attitude for the second time.

The reporter at the door had been looking forward to it for a long time. When he saw a figure walking from a distance, he immediately lowered his voice and looked excited, and said into the microphone:

"Look carefully, the first one right now...fuck (whisper) why is it him again?"

They watched as if they were constipated. Tang Ping got closer and closer, waving to them intimately.

"Hey, I've met my brothers again. Why are you still doing the interview? Why don't you change people?"

The reporter's mouth twitched.

Oh God, look at that damn evil smile, I bet this boy must be holding back a lot of evil in his heart!

Fortunately, the reporter was worthy of being a reporter. He was a professional after all. He immediately adjusted himself and entered normal working mode.

"Hello, classmate Tang Ping, you came out in another hour.

"How difficult do you think this math test paper is? How many points do you expect to get?"

Tang Ping's expression darkened: "It's a bit difficult. Even I find it very tricky and I'm not sure of getting a perfect score. There are a few calculation questions, so I'll deduct a few points."

reporter:"……"

Damn, it’s so difficult that you can’t get a perfect score?

Will you die if you don't show off?

"Why are there points deducted for a few calculation questions? Is it because the big question has not been calculated, so it is appropriate to spread it equally among all the calculation questions?" a reporter asked.

Tang Ping shook his head seriously:

"No, I didn't remember until I left the examination room. I forgot to write the 'solution' for every question. A 'solution' is worth one point."

reporter:"…………"

"Why aren't you talking?" Tang Ping blinked, "If you have any questions, just ask me. If you don't have any questions, I'll leave."

He raised one leg and tried to walk away.

"Wait a minute, classmate Tang Ping," a reporter stopped in time, "do you think there is a possibility that whether or not you write 'solution' in mathematics in the college entrance examination will not affect your score?"

Tang Ping was stunned: "Ah, no points will be deducted?"

"Yes, no points will be deducted."

"Then it's over, don't I want to get full marks?"

"...Congratulations to you." The reporter almost gritted his teeth and suppressed a fake smile.

"By the way, speaking of congratulations."

Tang Ping took out another copy of "Fairy Tale Empire" from his pocket.

The reporter was shocked. Are you still here?

The topic of the Chinese language test essay in the morning is "The Power of Story", so it's okay if it can be related to it.

The test this time is mathematics. Could it be related to mathematics?

Tang Ping holds the magazine "Fairy Tale Empire" and faces the camera with a smile:

"According to reliable gossip, the author 'Care', who gave me the power of stories, will publish his new work "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" in the 6th issue of Fairy Tale Empire on June 15th.

“On behalf of myself, I highly recommend it to everyone!”

"..." The reporter forced a smile: "Classmate Tang Ping, this is a college entrance examination interview, not an advertising promotion site."

"That's right. I will accept your interview for the college entrance examination, and by the way, I will advertise for the writer I like. One thing in exchange for another. It's very reasonable."

Tang Ping's little bear spread his hands:

"I can't give you interviews for free. I'm usually very low-key, but being on camera is very expensive."

Ah this.

The reporter was speechless.

Only wry smile.

This is really boiling cold water - it's tea.

Tang Ping left again.

That night.

The phone exploded.

The ding-dong-ding-dong sound kept coming.

The students sent messages on the chat software one after another: