AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

In his expectation, the so-called "very good" is nothing more than the ultimate upgraded version of "Snow White", taking commercial writing to the extreme and writing a popular fairy tale for all ages.

But I never expected that instead of writing a commercial fairy tale, Teacher Guan Ai would once again go astray and go to the extreme to write something like this...

such……

Such a fulfilling story!

"Huh..." Chen Xiao took a long breath.

He was amazed.

Chapter 124 Feedback from readers of "Little Red Riding Hood" ([-] words)

Chen Xiao cannot describe in words his feelings after watching "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf".

Even if I just find a suitable evaluation word, I am at a loss for words.

I searched my intestines and scraped my belly, but it seemed as if I had just had a colonoscopy after drinking two liters of water, and my intestines were empty.

To use an inappropriate term.

Chen Xiao felt as if he had been raped by Teacher Guan Ai.

No, this statement is too inappropriate.

It should be said that his brain was raped by this story.

After reading it, I was greatly shocked. I can’t tell whether it was a sigh of relief, a sense of loss, or a little bit of joy.

Twist.

My mood was twisted into a ball of mud.

"This fairy tale... has a lot of staying power."

Chen Xiao murmured to himself.

He could predict that after finishing the story tonight, he didn't know whether his precious daughter would be able to sleep.

But he would definitely toss and turn in bed, unable to sleep anyway, and he would be so upset that his wife, who was sharing the same bed with him, would wonder:

"Did he cheat/have an affair/cheat and think about another woman?"

In fact, what he was thinking about was:

How many hidden meanings are hidden in the plot of "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf"?What does that plot want to express?How to be careful about the big bad wolf?How long will it take for Internachonelle to be realized? …

Also, should I call Teacher Guan Ai in the middle of the night and tell him:

"Teacher Guan Ai, are you asleep? I couldn't fall asleep after reading your new work."

Chen Xiao's mind was flying like catkins, and his right ear twitched slightly.

He thought he heard a slight sob.

He turned his head and glanced at the little junior high school girl who was still standing next to him.

The little girl read the trial book a little slower than he did.

But I don’t know why, but my eyes were filled with tears.

Big teardrops rolled down her chin one by one. As the body leaned forward and backward, some soaked the whitened summer school uniform, and some dripped onto the worn toes of sports shoes.

Some of them dripped onto the delicate paper sample book, blooming into a semi-transparent teardrop.

The girl's vision seemed to be blurred by the tears that filled her eyes, and she didn't even notice the wet marks dripping on "Welcome Home".

She pursed her lips tightly and twitched her little nose, trying not to make too much noise.

Chen Xiao subconsciously reached into his pocket and took out a small pack of tissues from band-aids, cigarette boxes, lighters and other sundries.

But before he could take it out, the little girl suddenly looked up at him, realizing that a stranger had noticed her crying.

Like a frightened little rabbit, she took two steps back holding the trial book.

Chen Xiao opened his mouth and was about to speak.

She was like Little Red Riding Hood who saw Granny Wolf and ran away in a hurry.

Chen Xiao's dry lips opened for a few seconds and then slowly closed.

Also good.

Although I don’t know what the little girl was crying about in the story.

But she knows how to be wary of strangers.

Chen Xiao took the latest "Fairy Tale Empire" with him, stayed in the bookstore for a while, and then strolled away.

……

On the other side, in the dormitory of female college students.

"Qiao Yinque, this is completely different from what you said."

At noon, Qiao Yinque, who was looking forward to the stars and the moon, counting his fingers for the publication of his new work, suddenly heard the call from his roommate, a top student, who had returned to the dormitory for a lunch break.

She turned to look and saw her roommate, a top student, walking into the dormitory, carrying two meals in one hand and a book in the other.

Taking a closer look, the book was none other than "Fairy Tale Empire" printed on it.

"What's the difference?"

Qiao Yinque was stunned, then thought of something, and her heart jumped suddenly.

Could it be a matter of publishing the new work?

Although the editor of White Snake did not notify him, he has arranged for himself to be published on an urgent basis, and it will be released in this issue on June 6th?

This is not impossible. I heard that once a writer has a scandal, or there is an emergency, even if the version is already fixed, "Fairy Tale Empire" will urgently switch to a backup plan.

A writer is in trouble, and the position that should belong to him is vacant, and the White Snake editor has given it to him?

Qiao Yinque couldn't believe it, but couldn't help being happy.

She hurriedly opened the chat software and wanted to ask Editor White Snake.

But I heard my roommate who was the top student picked up "Fairy Tale Empire" and said:

"Didn't you say that "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" is a story about a little girl and the big bad wolf falling in love, killing each other and protecting each other... or something like that?

"But what I see is completely different from what you said."

Qiao Yinque's newly revealed smile froze.

The academic roommate continued: "The real "Little Red Riding Hood" written by 'Guan Ai' is - Hey, what are you doing?"

"Lend me to see!"

Qiao Yinque took "Fairy Tale Empire" from her hand and took a cursory glance at the cover.

There is just a famous one in the corner. I am not sure if it was added on a temporary basis because of the enthusiasm for the college entrance examination a few days ago.

Opening the catalog again, the location is very average, and the resources in the hands of editor Jieao are still far inferior to those of other veteran editors.

Finally, he followed the catalog and turned directly to the corresponding page. Qiao Yinque took a few steps and sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes quickly glanced left and right, reading Tang Ping's story.

At the beginning, the origin of "Little Red Riding Hood" was beyond her expectation, but it was okay.

Although it was really different from the version she expected, it didn't matter, it was just that her thinking was in the wrong direction.

As long as she knew what Tang Ping planned to write, she could rely on the professionalism of a professional fairy tale writer to accurately guess the next plot!

Qiao Yinque secretly competed with Tang Ping's writing skills, quickly deducing the plot in her mind and thinking about what would happen next.

Meet the big bad wolf?Yes, this is a must.

Deceived by the Big Bad Wolf?Ha, in traditional ways, there has to be a villain, and wolves have been the villains in fairy tales much more often than other animals.

And mother just told Little Red Riding Hood, so the next character to appear must be a villain.

The big bad wolf failed to eat grandma for the first time?It’s quite expected. When I saw the number of pages just now, I knew that this story would not allow the Big Bad Wolf to achieve his goal so easily.

But to be honest, Qiao Yinque must admit that the top priority in her thinking is that the big bad wolf eats her grandma, using this as an irreconcilable point of conflict to start a fierce battle with Little Red Riding Hood.

Little Red Riding Hood comes home and discovers her mother's affair with Uncle Black?Ha, as expected...

Wait a minute, what did you write?

Qiao Yinque almost thought she was dazzled and looked back.

Seeing that Tang Ping really wrote this, she opened her red lips and tilted her head.

what?

What kind of inexplicable plot development is this?

Probably due to a woman's precise sixth sense, Qiao Yinque suddenly felt unspeakable uneasiness.

She suppressed her uneasiness and continued to look down.

Sucked the magic leaves and had hallucinations... Yeah.

The real and fake grandma inside and outside the house...ah?

Both are fake, it's still an illusion, Little Red Riding Hood was eaten...ah? ?

Uncle Hei is the father who goes out to clear dust, so my mother is not having an affair. Uncle Hei is not a tauren. The two of them are in pure love...ah? ? ?

Qiao Yinque's eyes widened more and more as she looked, and finally they were so round that they almost popped out of their sockets, so that even the top student roommate couldn't help but reach out to help her push her eyeballs back.

"Snapped"

Qiao Yinque subconsciously let go, and "Fairy Tale Empire" fell to the dark gray composite wood floor.

The pages of the book are closed, revealing once again the word "care" in the lower right corner of the cover.

"How is it? Is it completely different from what you said?" asked my roommate, a top student.

Qiao Yinque opened his jaw like a robot, then closed it stiffly without spitting out a sound.

Her mind was shaken and confused.

What, what, what.

What is it all about?

After the beginning, every step of the plot development was beyond her expectation, but after careful consideration, it was reasonable.

First, the mother is made to appear to be having an affair with Uncle Hei, which is very eye-catching, and then the whole story is explained. The truth behind it is second-degree scalding.

The tugging between the two wolf grandmothers inside and outside the house was also quite exciting. The last two wolf grandmothers sang in harmony and ate up Little Red Riding Hood, which made her scalp numb and hairs stand on end.

The handling of these two plots made her almost want to wow her as a professional writer.

Qiao Yinque felt like a piece of plasticine being pulled and kneaded by Tang Pingla, sometimes into a short stick, sometimes into a flat cake.

No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape his grasp. You can only follow the plot and accept his transformation.

"Qiao Yinque? Qiao Yinque?"

The academic roommate waved his hand in front of Qiao Yinque.

The rapidly shaking blurred shadow made Qiao Yinque recover from the shock.

"Well……"

She buried her head deeply, looked at the two small words "care" in the lower right corner of the cover on the ground, bit her lower lip, and let out an unwilling scream.

Can't beat it.

Can't beat it at all.

The new work that I finally finished drafting is not even comparable to this story.

Not worth mentioning!

Why would anyone come up with such a ridiculous story?

Why can such a ridiculous and bizarre story be interspersed with bright and dark lines in such a fancy way, and a flower can be sewn into such a compact plot? ?

Why is Tang Ping the writer who can write such wonderful stories, and not himself? ? ?

Why, why, why!

Qiao Yinque held her head with both hands and squeezed it inward frantically, as if she was trying to squeeze out the inspiration in her brain with brute force.