AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

"So, my advice to you is, no matter who comes to you from "The Dove of Peace" and plays the emotional card from the heart, don't believe it.

“You just have to figure out how much copyright fee you can receive, confirm the other party’s qualifications, hire a good lawyer, and make sure the other party doesn’t lay traps in the contract.

“Leave professional matters to professional people, including content structure, script negotiation, promotion plan, main creative...

"There is no malice. I personally don't trust the business level of "Dove of Peace". Spending some money to hire a professional team to help you check it is a better choice."

"Oh..." Tang Ping nodded while listening.

Exclamation:

"It sounds so complicated."

Is this the world of adults? We need to be cautious and cautious everywhere.

"So, if someone comes to you from "Dove of Peace" then, you can come to me and I will help you find someone."

Jieao editor said:

"Just concentrate on writing and don't let distractions affect your energy.

“Of course, it is also a good thing to follow the whole process and see it personally.

"Being a writer requires a lot of knowledge and experience. Maybe you can use it one day."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Jie." Tang Ping agreed.

Finished meal.

Editor Jieao went to take a short lunch break, and Tang Ping went to play games again.

In the afternoon, the results of Fairy Tale Empire’s preliminary discussions on the factory entry incident finally came out.

The collective entry into the factory was canceled and switched to the alternative plan of contracting a beach and several fishing boats to go fishing.

As for how to arrange future visits to the factory, it still needs to be carefully planned and evaluated, but the official guarantee will definitely satisfy the writer group.

When Tang Ping learned about the plan, he looked at the high fees for his friend and writer to join the tour and pondered for a moment.

"Is it too late for me to sign a staff contract?"

When he saw that he was going abroad to Southeast Asia, he winced.

"Forget it, I'm just kidding."

……

A week later.

October 6, Wednesday.

This day is a very ordinary day.

Unlike June 6th, which is the eve of the college entrance examination, it is a day of praise. Everyone is anchoring to others to praise:

"Oh, you can do this question, 666!"

"The boy blowing his nose with one finger is so cool, and the way he flipped it to me is also very handsome!"

"You entered the office with your right foot just now, right? Yes, you are also very handsome."

"..."

But this day is also a very unusual day.

Because today, the college entrance examination results can finally be checked.

Tang Ping was still lying in bed when his cell phone rang loudly and vibrated with high intensity, suddenly waking him up.

I picked it up and saw that it was Cui Jiao.

"Hey?"

"Tang Ping, I got 537 points in the exam, how about you!"

"537? Not bad, it's a copy."

"What about you?"

"Me? I don't need to look."

"?"

Tang Ping yawned and turned over.

He said lazily:

"Do you still need to look at my scores? I'm already studying Ivy League professors."

Cui Jiao: "..."

"Forget it, just take a quick look."

Tang Ping got up, logged into the website, and checked his results.

"I'll take a look."

Give it a glance.

"Math, 150. Not bad."

Cui Jiao: "..."

"English, 145. Strange, where are the points deducted?"

Cui Jiao: “…………”

"Language..."

"beep, beep"

Tang Ping didn't have time to tell the score.

Cui Jiao hung up the phone.

In a cozy little room, she threw herself on the bed and writhed several times, kicking her legs and making a sound of "Humph--".

Why is the gap between people so big!

I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad!

Tang Ping scratched his head.

"I'm not done pretending yet."

A little regret.

Although it relies purely on AI, not real level.

But the fox pretends to be the tiger's power, which is still very satisfying.

Tang Ping took a look at the total score, 729.

This score should be stable for being the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

Take another look at your unread messages.

Qin He, the former Chinese class representative, also sent him a message.

Qin He: "How did you do in the exam?" 』

Tang Ping thought for a while and replied.

There is athlete's foot in the mouth: "Hey, how did you know that I scored 150 points in math, 145 points in English, and 136 points in Chinese...?" 』

Qin He: "..."

Qin He: "Because you know your son better than your mother." 』

There is athlete's foot in the mouth: "? 』

Qin He: "What kind of outrageous name do you have?" 』

Qin He: "Did the athletic student with white socks stuff his mouth with dirty socks that were smelly and sticky after wearing them all day?" 』

There is athlete's foot in the mouth: "It's nothing, just playing with porridge." 』

There is athlete's foot in the mouth: "? 』

Qin He: "? 』

After finishing the conversation.

Tang Ping touched his head with a question mark.

White-socked gymnast...mouthball?

Did Qin He see something weird?

Tang Ping thought for two seconds.

Decided not to delve into it further.

He took a screenshot of the results and sent it to his old classmate.

There was athlete's foot in the mouth: "I don't know why, so many points were deducted for Chinese language."Is it a composition? 』

Class teacher: "Okay, okay!" ! ! 』

On the other side, in front of the screen, the head teacher's old face was smiling like a piranha.

Although he had known for a long time that Tang Ping hid his strength in the mock exam.

But I didn't expect that I could actually get the top prize!

His man has a top pick!

Lao Ban was so excited that his hands were trembling. He pressed several times before he clicked on the right person and called:

"what's your plan?"

"What's your plan?"

"Which university should I go to, or study abroad, and what major should I major in?"

"Oh, there's no rush for this kind of thing."

Laoban nodded: "Yes, you have to look at the conditions of each admissions office..."

"Let's decide next year."

"Indeed, next year... huh?"

Laoban slowly opened his eyes:

"What did you say?"

"I said, let's see next year."

Tang Ping's voice on the phone was so frivolous.

Laoban couldn't believe his ears.

"Next year? Then this year you-"

"Reread it, what else can you do?"

"complex--"

"Wow!" Tang Ping opened the curtains and opened the window.

He squinted his eyes slightly, facing the bright sunshine outside the window, and took a breath of the fresh air pouring into the house from the window.

moan and groan:

"I'm pretty good at other subjects, but I only got a low score in Chinese. I earn a living, so how can I have the dignity to meet my colleagues?

"No, it won't work. You have to retake it. At least get a score of 140 or more."

head teacher:"……"

He figured it out.

Tang Ping is here to play with him!

The head teacher was angry and funny. On the other end of the phone, he shook Tang Ping’s invisible head and pretended to cater to him:

"Yes, with your writing skills, if you don't get a perfect score in the Chinese test, it will be a disgrace to you!