AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

Take a deep breath and let it out for a long time.

He showed a soft smile to Tang Ping:

"Congratulations, Teacher Guan Ai.

“You’ve got a good editor who takes you seriously.”

Tang Ping looked up at Yan Yao, then looked down at Qiao Yinque, who was still breathing:

"Sister Yaoyao, why don't you give her artificial respiration first? At least give her cardiopulmonary resuscitation? Her face is pale!"

Yan Yao: "After going to Fairy Tale Empire, you must remember not to offend those great writers."

"Yaoyao sister Qiao Yinque seems to have a white ball coming out of her mouth!"

Yan Yao: "Those big writers have the right to speak. If they see you unhappy and say a few words to the leader, the pressure they put on you will make you breathless."

"Sister Yaoyao, it seems we can call the funeral home."

Yan Yao: "In case you are wronged over there and want to come back, we are always welcome here."

"Whoosh-"

Qiao Yinque took a deep breath, sat up straight with her upper body, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes regained their luster.

"Sister Yaoyao, she faked the corpse."

"Okay, don't make fun of me." Qiao Yinque said angrily.

She just accidentally lost her breath and could not take a breath for the time being.

I was stunned because Tang Ping acted out the feeling of finishing my whole life.

Qiao Yinque breathed quickly to replenish the oxygen content of the cells in his body.

After Tang Ping heard this, he was silent for a moment.

Sigh.

"The fairy tale voted for him is called "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf."

"Although the name is very innocent, I have thought about this fairy tale for a long time and feel that it is not suitable to vote for the Dove of Peace."

He stood up, took back his cell phone from Yan Yao, and opened the latest version of the submission sent by editor Jie Ao.

Pass it to Yan Yao.

Yan Yao turned her cheek away: "You don't have to show it to me, I believe you."

"Belief is a subjective emotion that needs to be attached to objective reality in order to appear less false."

Tang Ping grabbed Yan Yao's hand, stuffed the phone into her small palm, and held it tightly with his fingers.

"Read it again, sister Yaoyao."

"..." Yan Yao did not respond.

Tang Ping turned to hold her shoulders and led her to the sofa like a puppet and sat her down. He opened the coconut milk can and placed it on the coffee table.

"Where's my share?" Qiao Yinque asked.

Tang Ping waved his hand without even looking at her: "Clean the toilet and take a drink yourself."

"You're laughing at me Cinderella, okay, I'll brush it with your toothbrush."

Qiao Yinque walked briskly to the toilet.

This is just a joke.

In fact, I just wanted to temporarily cooperate with Tang Ping to mobilize the atmosphere and emotions, so as to prevent Yan Yao from being too sad.

The little writer who regarded it as a treasure, holding it in the palm of his hand and afraid of dropping it in his mouth, suddenly discovered that he had been having fun with other editors behind his back, not to mention how much fun he had. He even asked the editor of Fairy Tale Empire to revise his draft and he passed it... This kind of gameplay has come out.

I believe everyone will be sad.

Ouch?Tang Ping turned his head in surprise and glanced at Qiao Yinque's back.

This guy's mind is sharp.

He was actually able to catch the target and quickly counterattack an entire army.

"Sister Yaoyao, don't believe everything he says. For example, he said that I would be buried in the Dove of Peace, and that I could only rise in the Fairy Tale Empire. It is purely subjective and one-sided nonsense, and it is based on the judgment made because you don't understand me.

“They say they are trying to win me over, but in fact they just occasionally come to ask me whether I would like to submit a manuscript, and then chat for a few minutes, and that’s how it goes.

"As for using all the resources to push me, to promote me to the top, and to completely paint the pie, if you really go there, you will understand what 'reality's force majeure' means.

"And to be honest, I may have offended more than [-] million people in the Fairy Tale Empire. Once I show up, I don't know how many people will chase me and beat me with a sack..."

Tang Ping analyzed it point by point.

Although he plans to contribute to Fairy Tale Empire.

But he has no intention of giving up on the Dove of Peace.

What he wants to be is an extremely free and flexible writer——

In Fairy Tale Empire is a Fairy Tale Empire writer, in Dove of Peace is a Dove of Peace writer!

"Why did they beat you?" Yan Yao looked at the manuscript quietly and suddenly asked after hearing this.

"Uh...because of my unintentional act, which caused them misery?"

Tang Ping didn't dare to be too specific.

There is a third pair of ears in the toilet.

Qiao Yinque plans to join the Fairy Tale Empire, which is promoting "writers entering the factory".

If one day Qiao Yinque succeeds in joining the gang, she thought she would become one of the most favored men in the world, but she turns out to be a factory girl working on the sewing machine picking assembly line...

Then I learned that this was all because he changed his online name one day to "When he went to an electronics factory for an interview, his supervisor severely checked his academic qualifications"...

Tang Ping couldn't even think about whether he would be killed offline.

Yan Yao did not ask further questions.

She held the phone in both hands, swiping the screen with her thumbs, reading line by line and paragraph by paragraph, reading the text that had been modified by the editor and mixed with a strange flavor in Teacher Guan Ai's unique style.

The more I read, the more uncomfortable I felt.

Especially when reading between the lines of the story, a small red note from the editor pops up occasionally, explaining why he made such changes and what his thinking was...

The unpleasant feeling in my heart became more and more uncomfortable.

A manuscript that can usually be read in a few minutes.

I watched it for about 10 minutes tonight.

Turn the last page and read "Welcome home, Dad."

Yan Yao handed the phone back to Tang Ping.

"Very unsuitable for a dove of peace indeed."

She said calmly:

“Although our society has abandoned its previous insistence on collecting all kinds of fairy tales, horror fairy tales that may frighten children are still excluded from the collection.

"Teacher Guan's three previous fairy tales, even the most eccentric and bloody "Cinderella", have nothing to do with horror.

"But this article... "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf", after Little Red Riding Hood is tricked by the Big Bad Wolf into sucking the magic leaf, who is the real one and who is fake between the two grandmas inside and outside the house? The two grandma's positions are reversed but they fall back into the same scene. ,especially……"

Yan Yao quickly swiped her thumb and turned back to the section that impressed her deeply.

"Especially in the song where the grandma outside the house seems normal but reveals a very strange song. The grandma inside the house eats little red riding hood piece by piece behind the bed curtain.

“The imagery of this episode hit me, and just reading a few lines of text sent shivers down my spine, and I felt a chill rushing straight to my brain.

"I think that after it is published, it will definitely become a source of fear for children and leave a deep impression on their childhood."

...Not to mention, such a graphic plot, once adapted into a cartoon, will break into the small world of children with weird sounds and terrifying images.

What a profound shock it should cause to the hearts of children across the country.

"Well, this does seem to be a problem." Tang Ping thought of "Rubik's Cube Mansion" and "Happy Tree".

It's not just the shadow of childhood, it's simply a large black haze hanging over the sky of childhood!

If he could, he really wished to go back to his childhood, cover his eyes as a child, and protect his pure and tender heart.

"Teacher Guan Ai is constantly trying various styles."

Yan Yao said softly:

“Many magazines only accept or do not accept works of a certain style.

"Teacher Guan Ai is exploring the boundaries of writing, and it is normal to inevitably have to move to various companies along the way.

“After finishing the college entrance examination, if you have a work that is particularly suitable for Dove of Peace in the future, you are welcome to submit it to me again.

“But other than that, if you can submit articles to Fairy Tale Empire, it’s best to just stay there.

“Getting a foothold there will definitely be more beneficial to your future development than in other magazines.

"You are 18 years old and you are an adult, but you have not officially entered society yet, and you still don't know many social routines.

"I will go back and compile a simple note for you, which should help you get a better foothold there..."

Yan Yao's chatter gave Tang Ping the illusion that an old mother was giving instructions to her children who were about to leave home.

He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, and he couldn't be interrupted. He listened patiently and said "hmm" from time to time to show that he was listening carefully.

Finally, Yan Yao finished speaking.

She stood up and patted her skirt:

"I'm really sorry, I've disturbed you for too long and it's affected your normal rest.

"Teacher Little Sparrow, let's go quickly.

"Teacher Caring, good night, have a sweet dream."

Qiao Yinque walked out of the toilet, holding an electric toothbrush that was "buzzing" in his hand:

"Ah, that's it? I haven't cleaned it yet."

"Let's do it after we go to the hotel."

Yan Yao waved to Tang Ping and stepped out of the door.

Behind him, Qiao Yinque took a look at Tang Ping and followed closely.

As he approached, he put the electric toothbrush into his hand and whispered:

"I comfort her."

Tang Ping glanced at her: "You are also a runaway."

The former pillar of the Dove of Peace, and the current leader, both ran to Lu Youshe, and then one of them went to comfort the editor, "Oh, it's okay, isn't it the other one who ran away"...?

No matter how much I think about editing, I never feel better.

"It's better than no comfort at all."

Qiao Yinque picked up her bag and hurried out the door, closing the door behind her.

"Bang" sound.

Isolate the inside and outside, isolate the three people.

Tang Ping felt a little impetuous in his heart.

Originally, the matter of multiple submissions was not a problem at all.

As a result, Editor Jie Ao's talk seemed to be a great success in persuading him, and he brainwashed Editor Yaoyao.

He only thinks that he should go to the Fairy Tale Empire, and there is no need to go anywhere else, which will delay his future.

Tang Ping paced quickly in the living room.

He had a vague feeling that he couldn't let the two of them leave here, otherwise with this weird farewell atmosphere, it might be difficult for him to integrate back later.

Something has to be done.

But it can't be that he's staying overnight.

It's impossible to catch up and shamelessly go to a hotel to spend the night together.