AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

Tang Ping smiled coldly.

Just kidding, I have AI. Not to mention college entrance examination questions, I can even generate college graduation thesis with one click. Do you have it?

Just quit your job, and it will be you who will be harmed during the college entrance examination!

The female classmate at the table was writing a note again, and she seemed ready to hand it over.

Tang Pingxin sighed.

In this case, don't blame me for helping you.

He raised his hand, about to do something despicable and shameless——

Make small reports.

The female deskmate handed over a small note.

"You just care, right?" 』

Tang Ping was suddenly stunned.

The hand that was halfway raised was quietly put down.

The female deskmate raised her lips.

Write a small note:

"Actually, when you said you were the contributor at first, I didn't believe it at all. 』

"Later I told people that you were the contributor, but it was more of a joke. 』

"But my dear Tang Ping, guess what, I was browsing short videos last night, and what did I get?" 』

After writing three small notes in a row.

The female deskmate turned her face sideways when the teacher didn't see her.

The look on Tang Ping's face was filled with the snickering of a kitten when it discovered the dried fish.

Chapter 65 Now I have to “give everything to everyone” (4 words)

"..."

Tang Ping glanced at the teacher and confirmed that his side was in the blind spot, then turned to look at his female classmate Cui Jiao.

Although this petite schoolgirl with a baby face and a bob haircut cannot dye her hair due to school regulations, she quietly dyed the inner hair dark red. If you glance over, you will hardly notice anything unusual. I just feel that her hair color is really layered. nice.

Even Tang Ping, who had been her deskmate for so long, didn't realize it until he took a serious look at her.

What happened... Tang Ping's mind was spinning rapidly, he might be featured in the short video, and then reveal his hidden identity.

Qiao Yinque cried and asked, "Why are you doing this to me?"

The bald president respectfully handed him the belt and said, "Brother, whip me"?

Was he secretly photographed by a print shop or courier, and matched the "care" and works in the contract with his real person?

Or maybe the Dove of Peace magazine sent him a notice without notifying him, saying that he was about to take the college entrance examination. It was a critical moment, and asked other magazines not to harass him, so as not to affect his future?

Tang Ping thought of one possibility after another, getting deeper and deeper and more complicated.

Cui Jiao looked at him who was thinking seriously, her eyes curled up into crescent moons with a snicker.

Her toes curled up and down under the table, her little head swayed slightly, and she was almost humming a tune in such joy.

He bent his wrist back and forth to write the next small note.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat at noon. Let's go together later~"

Tang Ping took a look.

He nodded and agreed.

Soon, the fourth class in the morning came to an end.

The whole class was ready to go. The moment the teacher announced "get out of class is over", they set off at the same time and rushed to the cafeteria.

If you go early, the cafeteria aunt's hands won't shake so much. If you go a little later, there will be more people, and the hands will shake like chaff!

Tang Ping is usually one of them, charging into the canteen and practicing running at the same time, eating well and exercising at the same time.

Sitting on the chair today, he remained motionless, turning his head to look at Cui Jiao who was slowly clearing the table.

"Tang Ping, why are you still sitting here today?"

Qin He, the Chinese class representative, saw him and asked in surprise.

She eats with a few good sisters, and her movements are much slower than that of a lone wolf.

"I'll go there when there are less people." Tang Ping said.

Going at the latest has a similar effect to going at the earliest, and you can even get more dishes at one time.

But all I can choose is the leftovers.

Qin He nodded and looked at Cui Jiao next to him:

"Where are you Cui Jiao?"

Cui Jiao was immersed in tinkering with the table hall, muttering, "Where is it? Why is it missing..."

Upon hearing the inquiry, she immediately raised her head and said with a smile:

"I'm not going to the cafeteria."

Qin He's eyes suddenly became sharp.

She looked at Tang Ping and Cui Jiao repeatedly.

"Are you..."

shook his head.

The following words were not spoken.

Why do I seem to be the only one who is still single... No, the college entrance examination is about to take place, why are there still people who can't figure it out?

Qin He walked to the cafeteria with his sisters in a complicated mood.

In less than 2 minutes, there were only a few people left in the classroom.

Tang Ping looked around and saw that two of them fell asleep right after class, fully cherishing every minute of lunch break.

There was also a pair of suspected lovers whispering, and one taking out self-heating rice and unpacking it.

"found it!"

Cui Jiao cheered softly.

She took out a folded beige tablecloth from the table hall, and took out an insulated lunch box from the backpack hanging beside the table.

"Let's go find a deserted place to eat?" she said happily to Tang Ping.

"...?"

Tang Ping slowly typed a question mark.

If you bring a lunch box to school, the meal will be ready at least before six o'clock.

I was so busy washing up and dressing up early in the morning that I didn't even have time to eat or go to school. It was impossible to cook something right now. Nine times out of ten, it would be leftovers from yesterday's dinner at home.

Not to mention the inevitable bacterial growth problem, leftover dinner will definitely not taste as good as freshly made dinner.

Not to mention bringing it to school so early in the morning, it will definitely be cold and dry by noon.

In summary.

There are cheap, fresh, hot, and passable canteens out there.

Why eat cold leftovers?

Cui Jiao blinked, seeming to notice Tang Ping's doubts.

He said innocently:

"This is what I made freshly at five o'clock in the morning... um...

"Stir-fried braised pork cubes, stir-fried ham, scrambled eggs, stir-fried green beans, corn, carrots, pickled cauliflower rice!

"Take a bite first. If you don't like it, let's go to the cafeteria later."

"Where to eat?" Tang Ping asked directly.

Cui Jiao smiled and showed two small tiger teeth:

"follow me!"

After a while.

The two walked into the depths of the laboratory building. Cui Jiao looked around and saw no one around. She handed the lunch box to Tang Ping and asked him to keep an eye on it.

He took off a hairpin and muttered something like, "When picking, use your wrists hard and don't let go..." He opened the lock and pried open the door of a utility room.

Open the door and walk in.

Cui Jiao turned around with a smile and opened her hands to Tang Ping:

"General! Welcome to my secret base!"

Tang Ping: "..."

?

"Why are you reacting so coldly...Forget it, come in quickly, come in quickly, don't get discovered by the teacher."

Cui Jiao pulled Tang Ping into the utility room, closed the door, tightened the curtains, and pretended that no one was there.

Then shake out the tablecloth, spread it on a desk, pull out two chairs, take out a wet wipe, and wipe one of them carefully.

Tang Ping looked around. The utility room was quite dusty, but only one table and chair was particularly clean.

Of course, there is now a table and two chairs.

"Do you usually eat here?" he asked.

"It's not usual, it's occasionally, occasionally."

Cui Jiao hurriedly found the socket, plugged in the electric lunch box, and started heating:

"Just wait about 10 minutes and it will be ready. Although it will not be fully heated, you will be able to eat it and save time.

“Occasionally I feel stressed and want to cry, and I want to be alone and enjoy my private space for a while, so I take the time to come here during lunch and dinner.

"I almost got caught crying once before, and later it was reported that there was a female senior in the laboratory building who was disfigured and jumped off the building after doing a sulfuric acid experiment. She later turned into a female ghost and would cry in the sealed laboratory from time to time." …This is such an outrageous campus legend.”

Tang Ping sat down: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Share the material. The birth of a terrifying campus legend is so funny and nonsensical, and the source is from the most ordinary and inconspicuous person! Such a strong contrast must be very suitable for inspiring inspiration." Cui Jiao said.

Tang Ping felt that she meant something.

"You might as well speak up."

"Oh, I was really shocked when I first discovered that Tang Ping you are caring."

Cui Jiao walked back with brisk steps, sat back on her seat and patted her chest, with an incredible and exaggerated expression on her face:

"A great writer whom the Chinese teacher praises all day long, every time he publishes a new work, Teacher Li will read it to the whole class!

“Although the genre of the work is a fairy tale, it should be deep and profound, fun and interesting, and have a perfect combination of popular and elegant. Both adults and children can enjoy it...

"A powerful writer who can write such powerful works is actually my seemingly ordinary deskmate!"

When she said this, she pressed her chest and exhaled a big breath.

As if to calm down his extremely shocked mood.

"Tang Ping, or Teacher Guan Ai? Can you imagine how unbelievable I was at that time?"

Tang Ping nodded slightly: "Well, so what?"

Is she planning to threaten him with some kind of interest in exchange for keeping the secret? Or is Cui Jiao about to reveal her identity? In fact, she also has a hidden vest?

"so……"

Cui Jiao took back the hand that was holding her chest, put her elbows on the table, and held her cheeks with her hands: