AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

"Congratulations, you were poisoned!" 』

"Hand over all the manuscripts that the author cares about, and I will give you the antidote." 』

"Otherwise, hum! 』

"Don't blame my men for being ruthless!" 』

Chen Xiao: "?"

What the hell is going on today? Isn't there any normal person who has given them a letter to the dove of peace?

Fragrance, is it there? Why didn't he smell it?

——Oh, he has severe rhinitis.

That's fine.

"Old Chen, what's wrong? You don't look good?" The employee next to him saw him and asked him.

Chen Xiao exhaled a breath and replied dully:

"From now on, I will have to read the almanac before reading letters. It seems inappropriate to read letters today."

That being said.

He still sighed and continued to read the letter.

It is very fortunate that the first three letters that got off the ground seemed to be just a beautiful accident.

The subsequent letters were basically normal.

Except for children who are suspected of being rebellious, it is difficult to write letters well. They write the words very hard on the back, but they can only be read clearly on the front.

Generally speaking, very normal.

Fela was complaining about the magazine. She questioned why she had submitted three "Snow White" articles in a row. She asked if all the other writers could be fired and Guan Ai could write a whole magazine by herself...

Chen Xiaoxin said that I wanted to, too. I wanted to lock him up and force him to write stories for magazines every day. If he wrote less than one story a day, he would not be given meat. If he could write three stories a day, he would take him to a spa for foot massage.

But I'm sorry, I can't do it.

As each letter is read, the number of unread letters decreases at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chen Xiao looked at it and was suddenly stunned.

He saw a letter with a slightly familiar handwriting.

"About scolding you for forgetting your original intention..."

"I'm sorry, my relatives were here and I was too emotional. 』

"I'm sorry that I misunderstood you. You have not forgotten your original intention. You still remember that "Dove of Peace" is a light-hearted fairy tale magazine that focuses on small animals. 』

"Please also thank Teacher Guan Ai on my behalf for his willingness to write an article about "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs." 』

Chapter 98 "The Emperor's New Clothes" was plagiarized? ! (Ten thousand words!)

After reading the letter, Chen Xiao held the letter and was silent for a moment.

Little does the reader know that the truth is not what she thinks it is.

Teacher Guan Ai did not change because of the letter, and the Dove of Peace magazine did not remember its original intention and repent.

Each story is divided into upper and lower parts, occupying less space, but it is a last resort because there is no new draft.

From the very adult "Snow White" to the more fairy tale "Snow White and the Seven Gourd Babies" to the "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" full of small animals, this is not intentional.

Simply because Teacher Guan Ai originally wrote three articles in total, the first two were complete versions, and "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" was only a fragment.

Perhaps if you think more deeply, Teacher Guan Ai might have anticipated this situation when she wrote?

This situation has caused old readers to dislike it because it squeezes too much into the living space of traditional small animal fairy tales about the Dove of Peace.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain. Although the story is called "Dwarfs", the actual characters that appear are all small animals.

Chen Xiao picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea.

If this is really the case, Teacher Guan Ai is so considerate.

Of course, the more likely scenario is that this was just a beautiful accident.

It's like the reader misperceives the "truth."

He also misperceived the "truth."

Put this letter aside as a treasure.

Chen Xiao continued to read the few remaining letters.

As I read, I read another letter from an old reader.

The handwriting of this letter is delicate and gentle, perhaps from a woman with a very gentle personality.

"Excuse me, when will Mr. Little Sparrow come back and continue writing fairy tales?" 』

"I like her stories very much and the smart little animals in her novels. 』

"If you can, please give me an answer. 』

"If you don't have an answer, please don't reply. 』

Chen Xiao's heart became even heavier.

Teacher Little Sparrow...

She has flown to the Fairy Tale Empire and seems to have no intention of flying back again.

Although, their Pigeon of Peace Magazine said that as long as Mr. Little Sparrow is willing to come back, they will always welcome him.

But everyone knows that the real chance of coming back is extremely slim.

"I wonder how the little sparrow is doing now."

Chen Xiao thought to himself.

Have you finished the manuscript in Fairy Tale Empire?

Which editor did you vote for?

Have you received any attention?

Although separated.

But there is still hope.

Stay safe...

……

On the other side, there is a dormitory for female college students.

Three poles in the sun.

Qiao Yinque suddenly woke up from the bed.

She sat up straight, panting, her face frightened and exhausted, as if she had dreamed of something terrible.

When she realized it was just a dream and regained her composure, she slowly covered her forehead.

Another nightmare.

I dreamed that I was standing in the editorial office of Fairy Tale Empire and being sprayed by the White Snake editor.

From writing, to plot arrangement, to character creation...

Almost every angle that could be criticized was criticized by the White Snake editor.

"Your writing is not good, the plot is weak, the characters are stretched, you are useless, and there is no decent dimension. You still want to contribute to our "Fairy Tale Empire" like this? Just dream!"

It was deleted with a slap.

The fan woke up Qiao Yinque, who had not had a good sleep for many days.

How long has passed since the memory?

Write with full confidence and submit to the trance years of the fairy tale empire.

At first, after Qiao Yinque left Tang Ping's house, although she didn't say anything, she still looked like she was laughing.

But secretly he made up his mind that he would never be crushed by Tang Ping like this.

She had already lost face once in front of Tang Ping, and next she must write a fairy tale for the Fairy Tale Empire and crush it back in an all-round way.

Tang Ping was favored by the small editor, so she submitted her article to the big editor.

Among the three major editors of the Fairy Tale Empire, Green Dragon, Tiger and White Snake, she voted for White Snake, the only female editor.

In writing, although I have been neglecting writing for a long time, my thoughts are not smooth and my pen tip is not smooth.

But Qiao Yinque still smiled proudly when she saw the fairy tales she wrote with great difficulty day after day.

She believes that the publication of this fairy tale will surely set off a storm and a huge wave in the world of fairy tales.

As soon as my pen is revealed, readers all over the world will know me!

She confidently revised the fairy tale a dozen or twenty times, confirming that every aspect was perfect, almost to the point where adding one word would be too much and subtracting one word would be too little.

She was thinking happily in her heart, completely suppressing Tang Ping. The entire fairy tale empire was fawning over her, but Tang Ping, who was eighteen years old, stood like a follower in the crowd at the back.

As a result, reality gave her a wake-up call!

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "You...because you are a girl, I will be more tactful." 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "What are you writing about?" 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "Are you sure that what you are writing is really a fairy tale for children, and not a wipe for a baby who poops his pants?" 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "I have seen a lot in my life and have reviewed countless manuscripts. What kind of evil have I done to be able to review your toilet paper article?" 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "Your article is so awesome. Let me describe to you how awesome it is:"

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "It's like a broad-minded and fat adult who thinks he's still a baby. He twirls his fingers and wears crotchless pants, laughing and crying like no one else in public places like the cinema. 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "Forget it, it twists and turns restlessly when sitting, and when standing, it walks like an epileptic patient who can't control its limbs, and when it runs, it looks like a mouthful of drooling meat. Shoot zombies. 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "Don't blame me for speaking too harshly. I really can't imagine how you, a fairy tale writer who used to be pretty good, could confidently give me such a piece of toilet paper?" ? 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "You have the nerve to ask me whether this toilet paper is soft, delicate or not, high-end or not. Look, it's golden. Wow, it's gold foil toilet paper!" 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "Fortunately, I still had some expectations. I thought you might have made great progress after returning from seclusion, but I was caught off guard and blinded by the pain." 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor White Snake: "I can't stand it anymore. I can't stand it anymore. You answer the phone and I want to speak to you directly." 』

……

The proud Qiao Yinque never expected that what she would receive was not praise like "Wow, you are so awesome, please be sure to vote under my name and I will arrange for publication for you immediately!"

Instead, it was a barrage of Gatling-like bombardment. It was obviously just a line of text, but it was like a mouthful of "spit" saliva, drowning her.

...Oh, there are still some people who praise her.

"Your article is so awesome"

Qiao Yinque, who was sprayed all over her body by the editor Bai She, was so confused that she couldn't find her mind. She thought how could this be possible? It shouldn't be possible.

Could it be that I was actually dreaming after finishing the manuscript and had not yet woken up? Because I felt anxious deep down in my heart, I had a nightmare about being criticized?

In the empty dormitory, she looked at the light on the bedside, the singing, and the vibrating mobile phone.

It’s as if a black hole was born with the mobile phone as the source, sucking in all the light around it.

It caused great fear in her heart.

Qiao Yinque stood up stiffly, walked from the table to the bedside, leaned over and picked up the phone.

Watching the call from White Snake, the editor of Fairy Tale Empire.

With trembling hands, I pressed answer.

That night, the roommates who returned to the dormitory one after another saw Qiao Yinque, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying again, and heard her murmuring in her sleep:

"My mother has never scolded me like this..."

They almost thought that Tang Ping had done something to Qiao Yinque again.

But Qiao Yinque did not give up.