AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

"..."

Tang Ping looked at it and laughed out loud.

These shady netizens are really more talented than the last!

He shook his head with a smile, turned off his phone, and closed his eyes to concentrate.

Waiting for the real killer tomorrow!

Chapter 105 Tang Ping was arrested ([-] words)

That night, it was midnight.

The entry "Autumn Night Music was beaten" quietly appeared on the hot search list, and after half a night of fermentation, it was close to the top in the morning.

Click to view it, it is a video.

The photographer was sitting on the window sill of a high-rise building and vaguely captured a man drinking and howling like crazy. While taking photos, he complained, "This madman has started again."

then.

Just in time to take a picture, a figure flashed out of the shadows. He went up and slapped her twice, then left without stopping for a second.

The person who shot the video said in surprise, "WTF?"

Netizens who saw this video, whether they were tired after staying up all night or still sleepy when they woke up early, immediately became energetic.

"Ah, sir, are you serious? 』

"Is this person Tang Ping?"Or a copycat?He wouldn't really fly away and hit someone, would he? 』

"Is it really Autumn Night Music that was beaten? It's so blurry, I can't see clearly." 』

"It should be, I heard that Qiu Yequ lives in this community, and he was howling, hospitalized, plagiarism and so on. 』

In the morning, Qiu Yequ, who had been angry until midnight, was awakened by the ringing of the phone before she woke up.

He had a splitting headache and a dry mouth. He got out of bed to get a glass of water and fumbled to press the button.

Editor Lin Qing's cold voice came from the other side of the phone.

"You were beaten?"

Qiu Yequ's steps froze: "How do you know?"

"It's trending."

Qiu Yequ quickly checked and saw to his surprise that some voyeur had taken a picture of him acting drunk and being slapped.

Those two crisp and loud slaps were clearly recorded even from a long distance away. When he heard them, he couldn't help but cover his face, hallucinating the sharp pain from last night.

Anger immediately burst out in Qiu Yequ's heart.

But what occupied my mind before anger was fear.

Is he in the public eye again in the form of a scandal?

Like the last time he was famously rushed into the hospital by his ex-wife’s new boyfriend?

"No, this is not me!" Qiu Yequ flatly denied it.

Editor Lin Qing's voice was calm and not surprising: "What's the reason?"

"It's so vague, it doesn't prove it's me at all, and the voice is different from mine. I never speak with such a rough voice in front of the public."

Autumn Night Music played the candid video repeatedly.

The ideas were struggling in my mind, becoming more and more clear.

"Yes, this is not me. There is a team of Internet celebrities who took advantage of my popularity and created a self-directed and self-acted show. They deliberately came to my community to act!"

Editor Lin Qingdao: "Your statement will be revealed as soon as someone interviews your neighbors."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Qiu Yequ growled, "Do you want me to admit that someone threatened to beat me just yesterday afternoon, and I was beaten in the evening?"

"Why can't you admit it? Isn't this an opportunity for you to increase your exposure?"

"This is a scandal! It's a joke!"

Editor Lin Qing suddenly sighed.

"It seems those two slaps haven't woken you up yet."

"what?"

"Being beaten is a scandal and a joke, but being exposed for plagiarism is not?"

"That's different—"

"What's the difference? Do you really think you can hide it from the more serious media reporters with your cover-up that is full of loopholes?"

Editor Lin Qing whispered:

"Autumn Night Song, this is my last advice to you.

"Turn back as soon as possible and say that what you talked about at the press conference was not "The Emperor's New Clothes". You and Guan Ai have always been friends.

“After all, you may succeed once or twice by borrowing and plagiarizing, but you cannot rely on borrowing and plagiarism and maintain a good reputation for a lifetime.

"You should be a writer, not a-"

"Shut up!" Qiu Yequ shouted.

The veins in his hand holding the phone were exposed, and he lowered his head and opened his mouth to breathe heavily.

"What do you know……

"Yes, I haven't written a good work for a long time. No matter how hard I try, it's useless.

“But that was just after I fell into the lowest point in my life, I couldn’t find the rope to climb out, and I was trapped inside.

"As long as I find it, I can quickly climb out of the pit, get back on track, stand up again, and strive for a higher peak!

“Now I found the rope, I grabbed it, I climbed out.

"Why do you all want to take away this rope from me??"

Editor Lin Qing: "But——"

"There's no need to say any more. Since you're not on my side, let's all be well."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Qiu Yequ hung up the phone.

Editor Lin Qing slowly put down her phone.

The slightly opened thin lips squirmed a few times.

Whisper the unfinished words:

"But the rope is not something you get out of thin air in the pit, but someone outside the pit throws it down to you."

By being more generous, frankly admitting that you have learned something from it, and complimenting the young writer with a few words, you can solve the problem without any burden, and it may even become a good talk.

Why did it get to this point?

……

Tang Ping's flight was delayed.

It is almost impossible for an early morning flight to be delayed.

However, a passenger suddenly fell ill and was forced to find a nearby airport to make an emergency landing.

It took more than half an hour until we took off again.

The originally ample time for traveling suddenly became extremely tight, and there was even a risk of being late.

"Master, please hurry up, I'm going to be late for the college entrance examination!"

"Why did you come out of the airport for the college entrance examination?!"

"I'm ashamed to say that there was something wrong with the parameter allocation of the lithography machine. I flew over overnight to hold a resolution meeting."

"what???"

Regardless of whether the lithography machine was real or fake, the moment Tang Ping took out his admission ticket, the driver knew it was serious.

He gritted his teeth and sent a voice message to the driver group:

"I have a college entrance examination student in my car and I'm going to speed. I repeat, I'm going to speed!"

After sending it out, he said to Tang Ping: "Seat belt, sit tight!"

"Thank you, master, please!"

……

11 points.

The geography exam has started.

Tang Ping's fellow examinees were surprised to find that he always finished writing the test paper, handed it in at the right time, and left to show off in front of reporters.

Why are you absent today?

How can I put it, do you want to perform "even if I take one less exam, my overall score will still be very high"?

Or, as people joked online, did they really go across provinces and get slapped?

Or simply overslept?

11 points.

Tang Ping still didn't come.

Even the invigilator tightened his facial muscles slightly and looked out the door from time to time with a solemn expression.

Only 5 minutes left.

If Tang Ping had not entered the examination room before 11:15 minutes.

Even if it was just a second late, he would have to treat it as an absence from the geography exam.

11:11.

11:12.

11:13…

"Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta!"

Rapid footsteps sounded, approaching like the wind.

The invigilator's ears twitched and he quickly looked outside.

I saw Tang Ping striding into the examination room as if he was being hunted, panting:

"Sorry, I'm late!"

As he spoke, the second hand of the quartz clock rotated once more, and the minute hand jumped to 11:14.

The invigilator looked slightly relaxed, quickly finished checking him, and whispered:

"Go to the exam quickly!"

Tang Ping nodded in agreement under the gazes of many examinees in the same room, walked quickly back to his seat, and sat down.

Pick up the pen and scan the title, close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Open your eyes again.

Without any thought, he wrote furiously at his desk, the cap of his pen dancing like flying!

Not long after, the entire test paper was finished.

Tang Ping rubbed his sore mouth, stood up and handed in the paper. Under the numb gaze of a few candidates, he hurried out again.

As soon as you go out.

A familiar figure walked out simultaneously.

The boy in pain shirt put on a peaked cap and bent down to put on a pair of roller skates:

“I didn’t expect to meet you today, and my painstaking preparations are all in vain.