AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

Um?Tang Ping almost suspected that he was hallucinating.

Yaoyao is the editor-in-chief alone, why bother looking for him late at night?

Is it...

"I came here with Teacher Little Sparrow. She wanted to apologize and thank you."

"Ah?" Tang Ping looked around, "What about her?"

"I didn't wait for you, so I went to the bathroom to touch up my makeup. But within half a minute of leaving, you came."

Yan Yao took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Qiao Yinque.

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "I met him." 』

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "You go ahead, I still have a little time."Tell me the house number when you get there. 』

Yan Yao raised her head: "She said we should go first and tell her the house number."

"Oh..." Tang Ping said thoughtfully, "Unit 3, Building 2, Room 301."

After saying that, she smiled and said, "I asked how she planned to find me, but it turns out she was looking for you."

It is indeed almost the only solution.

But unexpectedly, editor-in-chief Yaoyao actually brought her here.

"Don't inform me either. My spare key is posted under the doormat. You can go in first."

"I said I wanted to surprise you. I originally wanted to make a call." Yan Yao shook her head helplessly.

She didn't know why the sudden phone call saying he was going to come to the door and blocking people at the gate of the community couldn't be considered unexpected.

She sent the house number to Qiao Yinque and followed Tang Ping while walking and chatting downstairs.

Looking at the building sign, I paused.

"Unit 3, Building 1?"

Isn’t it Unit 3 in Building 2?

"Shh," Tang Ping raised a finger to his mouth, "Don't tell her yet."

He walked in. Behind him, Yan Yao hesitated for a while, then finally put down her phone and followed.

About twenty meters behind the two of them, in the shadow of the corner, a person slowly walked out.

Qiao Yinque watched the two disappear into the stairs, took a few steps closer, and saw the building number clearly.

"Heh, I knew you would use your brain."

She sneered:

"Still want to play tricks on me? Don't underestimate me. I've grown up after being played hard by you!"

In the stairs, Yan Yao followed Tang Ping all the way up.

Go past the sixth floor, cross the rooftop, and go down the stairs from another apartment.

Yan Yao was confused: "Isn't it Unit 1?"

"What I said was right at the beginning, it's Unit 3, Building 2, Room 301."

Tang Ping smiled and said:

"On a whim, I suddenly wanted to go up the stairs from Unit 1 and then go home from Unit 2.

"By the way, Chief Editor Yaoyao, on your way back just now, did you notice that someone seemed to be following us?"

Yan Yao was shocked: "Is someone following you?"

"Maybe she's just a little sparrow who's going to touch up her makeup. Let's go into the bedroom and turn on the light. Don't worry, let's play with her."

Tang Ping took out the key from under the doormat, opened the door and entered the house, putting down everything.

After entering the bedroom, first draw the thick black curtains and then turn on the lights.

The black curtains were specially installed to prevent the homeroom teacher from being monitored by drones.

It is extremely thick and never exposes a single ounce of light in the room!

Yan Yao opened her lips slightly and hesitated again.

She suddenly remembered what Qiao Yinque said in the magazine during the day:

"He fooled me around. I thought about it for three days and three nights, but I still couldn't figure out which of what he said was true and which was false..."

Then she felt as if Tang Ping showed a side to her that she had never seen before.

And this side...

Perhaps, this is the reason why Qiao Yinque gritted his teeth no matter how he mentioned it, even though he said "thank you".

Three or four minutes later, the phone dinged.

Received the news.

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "You are not in Room 3, Unit 2, Building 301, where are you?" ? ? 』

Yan Yao looked at the news and then at the open door.

silent.

"How...should I answer?"

Tang Ping smiled: "Lend me your phone and I'll answer."

He took the mobile phone handed over by Yan Yao obediently and started typing.

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "What are you talking about? We are in Room 301." 』

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "? 』

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "You are not Yaoyao, are you Guan Ai?" 』

Editor-in-chief of Peace Dove·Yao Yao: "(Yuyu syndrome is cured.jpg)"

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "Give me a fake address, is it interesting?"Do you really not want me to visit you? 』

Peace Dove Editor-in-Chief Yaoyao: "No, we are really in 301." 』

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "Then I've been knocking on the door for a long time, why don't you open the door?" 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Did you knock on the wrong door?"My door is always open for you. 』

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "3, Unit 2, Building 301?" 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Room 3, Unit 2, Building 301!" 』

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "But when I asked someone, he clearly said that he saw a man and a beautiful girl wearing Lolita entering the door of Unit 1." 』

Tang Ping was delighted to see it.

Oh, I also know how to use a third person under the guise.

My sisters' IQs have increased.

He typed.

Editor-in-Chief of Peace Dove·Yao Yao: "But I also had a security guard remind me that someone was following me and asked me to pay attention, so I entered Unit 1 from the roof of Unit 2." 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Here?" 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Why don't you speak?" 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, where are the people?" 』

In the corridor on the third floor of Unit 1, Qiao Yinque's face turned red as she looked at the chat records that were constantly refreshing.

I felt ashamed and angry.

She was tricked by Tang Ping again!

The little sparrow on the telephone pole: "You will regret playing with me soon!" ! ! 』

Editor-in-chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "(Urgent.jpg)"

Tang Ping couldn't help smiling and changed his hand and handed the phone back to Yan Yao.

In addition to making honest people act unruly, it is also quite fun to play tricks on them.

Yan Yao looked through the chat history, and the silence doubled.

Qiao Yinque... looks so miserable.

Was she also being manipulated by Tang Ping like this on April 4th?

No wonder on the way here, when I mentioned what happened at that time, I gritted my teeth so much...

The phone dinged, this time it was Tang Ping's.

I opened it and took a look. It was the editor Jie Ao who sent me the revised manuscript for review.

Tang Ping subconsciously glanced at Yan Yao and found that she was just looking over. He quickly put away his phone before he could reply, and long pressed the volume button in his trouser pocket to reduce the volume to silent.

Although he submitted the manuscript to Jie Ao's editor, it was just a normal part of being a writer——

Who among the writers has never been a slave of three families?Everyone is loyal and loyal!

But inexplicably, I felt that it was like cheating, no, like being a thief. I felt guilty and was afraid of being discovered by the editor-in-chief Yaoyao.

Tang Ping stood up with his legs up and asked, changing the subject:

"You can turn on the light in the living room. Editor-in-Chief Yaoyao, what would you like to drink? I have a lot of drinks at home, including juice, cola, herbal tea, milk, coconut milk...all iced and at room temperature."

Yan Yao replied: "Coconut juice, just at room temperature, thank you."

"Why are you being so polite? Just treat it as your own home and relax."

Tang Ping turned on the light in the living room, bent down and found a can of coconut juice from the pile of drinks next to the refrigerator. He went to the kitchen to rinse the surface with water, wiped it with tissue paper and handed it to Yan Yao.

After earning the royalties, he couldn't find any place to spend money. After thinking about it, he bought a lot of snacks and drinks. The variety was comparable to that of a canteen.

Enjoy the joy of being able to eat and drink whatever you want without leaving home.

Yan Yao was a little surprised at Tang Ping's attentiveness: "Thank you."

Look back at the bedroom.

In the bedroom just now, I saw no chaos at all. The table was neatly arranged and there was no garbage in the trash can.

"Your house is so clean."

"No, this is quite messy." Tang Ping pointed to the pile of snacks and drinks next to the refrigerator, "By the way, you came here just to bring her to me?"

Yan Yao quickly shook her head: "No."

She first brought the meeting gift and opened it in front of Tang Ping.

It was a series of alarm clocks tied by chains, from small to large, nine in total.

Tang Ping: "Is this...?"

"This is a gift we have carefully selected for you. The product is called...'Deadly 9 Calls'."

Yan Yao's cheeks were slightly red, feeling ashamed of this name that was too middle-class.

But he introduced it very seriously:

"As long as you set the first smallest alarm clock, it will sound on time, and the subsequent eight alarm clocks will sound one every 30 seconds, each one louder than the last, and the last one will be deafening.

"Even if you press one alarm clock, you cannot prevent the next alarm clock from ringing. Each alarm clock cannot be canceled in advance, and it is extremely durable and difficult to break. If the last alarm clock is not pressed within 1 minute, 110 will be automatically dialed.

“Because the official claim is that if you still can’t wake up after the last alarm clock, you’ve probably slept to death.

"You are about to take the college entrance examination. We thought about it for a long time and finally decided to give you this, so that you don't have to worry about the alarm clock not waking you up in the morning, let alone being late for the college entrance examination."

Originally, there should be fruit milk in addition to this, but she couldn't carry much, so she had to give it away.

Tang Ping: "..."

This gift is really... deadly.

"Thank you." He took it with a dumbfounded mood.

"The instructions are from small to large, from near to far from the bedside," Yan Yao reminded, taking out a piece of paper, "Here are the detailed instructions."

"Yeah, thank you, thank you."