AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

"Tang Ping quickly got out of bed and hurriedly grabbed the alarm clock and flicked it off. 』

"Glank again out the window and at the door. 』

"Suddenly his eyes froze. 』

"The red moon outside the window is half hidden in the clouds and mist, and it is beautiful and beautiful. 』

"In the crack of the door, a piece of human-shaped leather paper slowly squirmed like a snake, and most of the body had entered the bedroom. 』

"His eyes were scarlet, clinging to the ground, staring at Tang Ping faintly. 』

"Tang Ping finally understood. 』

"That person is not a human being. 』

"A human being will never turn into a squirming piece of human skin. 』

"Damn it, Two-dimensional Paper Man!"

Tang Ping exclaimed in his heart.

If the hard one doesn't work, why don't you use the soft one? It's ok. It's a must.

what……

Shouldn't he be suddenly distracted?

AI:

"The humanoid parchment stretched out its thin hands and put them under its legs. 』

"Gently lift it up and drag the only remaining calf outside the crack of the door into the bedroom. 』

"It put its hands on the ground and stood up unsteadily in the cool breeze. 』

"Under the scarlet eyes, open your mouth and take a deep breath. 』

"The strong wind suddenly sounded in the bedroom. 』

"Tang Ping was horrified to see that the human-shaped parchment paper swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, but within a moment, it returned to its adult shape. 』

"He stood behind the security door like a wall, looking down at Tang Ping with an expressionless face and a tense body. 』

""you should go to bed.""

""Who on earth are you!!" Tang Ping shouted, he had never been so hysterical, "What on earth do you want to do!!""

""I am sleepy.""

"The person who claims to be sleepy speaks in a low voice:"

""The deeper the night, the sleepier you are, and the stronger I am."

""Don't think about resisting me. When I show up, it means it's time for you to sleep."

""I refuse!" Tang Ping responded without hesitation. 』

"He also has to participate in the shopping festival, watch the beautiful red moon, and play with his mobile phone all night long! 』

"Sleep said nothing, and strode towards Tang Ping in silence. 』

"His rough left hand reached for Tang Ping's neck, and his right hand was clenched into a fist as big as a casserole, raised high. 』

"The alarm bells sounded in Tang Ping's heart and he no longer hesitated. 』

"He pulled out the electric baton hidden under the pillow and stabbed the left hand that was caught in sleep with all his strength. 』

"But in just a moment, sleep grabbed his wrist, and the casserole-sized fist quickly enlarged in Tang Ping's eyes. 』

""Good night.""

""boom!""

"Tang Ping, who was about to be knocked unconscious by a punch, gently put him on the bed and covered him with the quilt. 』

"Take out a few tissues and wipe away his heavy sweat. 』

"Cancel the alarm clocks all over the floor one by one, unlock the anti-theft lock from the inside, open the door and go out, and gently close the anti-theft door. 』

""Click""

"...(End of story)"

Tang Ping: "..."

The original work is about the protagonist and his family.

You change it to the protagonist and his... status?

right.

"It seems interesting."

Tang Ping rubbed his beard that he forgot to shave this morning.

He looked fascinated.

The atmosphere is good, the suspense is okay, and the few clever tricks are okay.

The only problem is, does this not look like a web article?

How can the protagonist of an online novel end up being knocked unconscious by a punch from his own sleep?

But thinking about it, I just asked AI to write a classic Internet article excerpt. It is normal to write it like this.

Tang Ping felt lucky. Fortunately, what was written behind AI was not that a macho man would knock him out due to sleep and put him in bed, then follow him into bed, and sleep together on the same bed.

The scene was so disgusting that he was afraid he would throw up in the bus.

Tang Ping covered his mouth with a snap, what a joke, he was going to vomit just thinking about it.

"what happened to you?"

The buddy sitting next to me noticed Tang Ping’s actions:

"Are you motion sick? I have motion sickness medicine here and a plastic bag. You need to vomit into the bag."

Tang Ping waved his hand: "No, thank you. I'm not motion sick, just a little nauseous."

"Isn't that motion sickness?"

The buddy forced motion sickness medicine and a plastic bag into Tang Ping's hands:

"Hold it, if you puke on me, that's fine."

"But if you spit on my phone, I will beat you to death!"

Tang Ping: "Mobile phones are more important than clothes, right?"

"Indeed, this dress was bought for 7 yuan, these pants were bought for 12 yuan, and these socks were bought for 1 yuan, but this mobile phone was bought for 1 yuan."

Tang Ping opened his mouth but said nothing.

This concept of consumption...

Also too electronic otaku.

"Without any harm, I would like to ask, what is your daily diet?"

Electronic Otaku: "Canteen, what else can we do?"

"Aren't you going to have a dinner outside? Snacks and drinks?"

Electronic Otaku: "The food outside is heavy in oil and salt, which is unhealthy. It's not as light and bland as the food in the canteen, which is healthy."

"As for snacks and drinks..."

The electronic otaku thought for a moment:

"I only buy instant noodles, Coke, spicy strips... and other cheap ones."

"Those very expensive wine-filled chocolates and pure beef jerky... you can eat them on a whim occasionally."

Dude, you are very honest, and you explained everything in such detail.

Or is it a characteristic unique to college students, that they tell everything they know and answer all questions?

"What about you?" the electronic otaku asked.

"I... seem to be about the same as you? It's just that my mobile phone is not as expensive as yours, and I like to drink various drinks more."

"Yeah." The electronic otaku nodded.

She softened her brows and looked at Tang Ping with a bit more sympathy for people of the same kind.

Tang Ping was horrified by the sight.

Dude, don't look at me like that, I've just been disgusted by my rich imagination.

The bus was still bumping.

Around the winding mountain road.

Turned nine rings.

Finally, several people in the car confidently played with their mobile phones over the bumps and vomited before arriving at their destination.

"finally reached."

Tang Ping quickly got out of the car and took a breath.

The air is very fresh.

Rich in the aroma of cow dung.

It tastes natural!

"Get off the car!" Yan Yao pinched Song Ze's ear.

Song Ze said "Ouch!" and hurriedly looked around:

"What's wrong? It's already dark?"

"Take off your blindfold first before you speak." Yan Yao said.

Song Ze then remembered that he fell asleep on the bus wearing a blindfold.

He took off his blindfold and saw a speechless Yan Yao and the surrounding employees and authors with different expressions.

He laughed twice, got up and got out of the car, pretending that he was not embarrassed.

"President, has he always been like this?" The electronic otaku walked up to Tang Ping and asked in a low voice.

Tang Ping glanced at him and maintained a slight social distance without leaving any trace:

"Why are you asking me this? Shouldn't you be asking someone from the magazine?"

"Yes. But I'm not familiar with them." The electronic otaku said.

In comparison, you are already familiar with me after riding the bus for a few hours, right... Tang Ping thought for a while and replied:

"Mr. President, you are a wonderful man."

The electronic otaku looked at Song Ze who got out of the car, his legs were numb due to improper sitting posture while sleeping, he stumbled and almost fell like a dog eating shit, and Yan Yao was speechless and covered her forehead.

Nodding silently:

"I see, indeed."

Tang Ping was about to speak when he suddenly felt a hidden sight again.

He followed his instinct and looked in the direction of his sight. Lin Nan quickly turned his head and looked away, his head buried as low as ever.

"Why does this girl keep looking at me?" Tang Ping felt strange.

Could it be that in order to retaliate against Qiao Yinque, the misbehaving one, Dili Gulu told Lin Nan a lot of bad things about him?

Tang Ping thought for a few seconds and picked up his phone.

Time should go slower and don’t let the sophomore age get older: "Did you tell her bad things about me?" 』

The little magpie on the telephone pole: "? 』

The little magpie on the telephone pole: "How dare I? I'm afraid of your revenge." 』

Time should go slower and don’t let sophomore age get older: "She always seems to be secretly looking at me." 』

The little magpie on the telephone pole: "People can be narcissistic, but they can't be too narcissistic." (roll eyes.jpg)』