AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

That dream is so cool, tsk.

It's a pity that I just caught up with the two, and the key files of Dreamland are missing, and the brain.exe is unresponsive.

Tang Ping deeply regretted it.

"Let's have wonton noodles for breakfast."

He got off the sofa.

Just as his body turned, his eyesight just changed.

The dark circles under the eyes of Teacher Yingda's smile came into view.

Tang Ping was stunned for a second.

Rub your eyes and look again.

Teacher Yingda still smiled.

"...It seems I haven't woken up yet."

Tang Ping turned back, lay back on the bed, and closed his eyes.

AI, upgrade, come first for 8 hours——

Before the operation was completed, "Pop!"

A big hand that was not generous enough pressed firmly on Tang Ping's shoulder.

"Classmate Tang Ping."

The Yingda teacher smiled and said:

"You're awake."

——64 hours, full!

"Snapped"

"Classmate Tang Ping?"

"Clap"

"Classmate Tang Ping??"

"?Tickle you!"

"I'm going?!" Teacher Yingda was so shocked that he couldn't close his jaw.

Did Tang Ping really fall asleep again?

Sleeping in seconds, and passing through the light sleep where it is easy to wake up, and entering the deep sleep that will not be disturbed?

Don't, I haven't explained clearly what happened yesterday and how I found here today!

"How on earth did you find this place?"

Around the corner, Cui Jiao, who had messy hair and was wearing lavender silk pajamas, was taking pictures with her mobile phone and asked nervously.

Upon hearing this, the Yingda teacher immediately turned around, pushed up his glasses with his index finger, and a wise light burst out from his eyes:

"It's very simple. I collected all the information about Tang Ping's whereabouts, narrowed down the scope based on the goals of playing well with him, and investigated them one by one.

"The head teacher was exposed half a month ago, and there is a high probability that he will not go there again, and even if he does, he will be discovered quickly;

“The Chinese class representative went out with his best friend last night, so we can rule out suspicion;

"The Chinese teacher has a family of four. I only need to take a lollipop and ask her children, and I can easily find out that Tang Ping did not go to their house;

“The physics teacher’s house is nearby, and I asked his children by the way, but they didn’t have any;

"You are his very close deskmate. When you came to your house and knocked on the door, you saw him sleeping on the sofa!"

After the Yingda teacher finished speaking, he sighed:

“Originally, I actually didn’t have much hope because he might have found a hotel to hide.

"But he saved some hotel money, which is great."

"...So what are you going to do?" Cui Jiao asked, "Can you get out quickly, or I will call the police?"

"Oh, you don't need to call the police. What score did you get in the exam, little sister? I can give you a free analysis on the advantages and disadvantages of each major, what are the pitfalls in applying for the major, and which school has the advantageous subjects that it is better at."

Teacher Yingda said enthusiastically.

Anyway, idle time is idle, and while waiting for Tang Ping to wake up, he can teach Cui Jiao life lessons, which is quite good.

Maybe Tang Ping, who suddenly entered deep sleep while talking, would switch to light sleep mode, vaguely hear their conversation, and then slowly wake up.

"Oh, by the way, although a certain person is not talented, he knows a little about love routines. If you need it, I can teach it to you - little sister, are you his girlfriend?"

"No, I am his apprentice."

"?"

"He taught me to write."

"Oh……"

Teacher Yingda rolled his eyes.

I understand.

Master and disciple first, then lovers.

All understand.

"You are actually his apprentice. With his guidance, you must be good at writing."

The Yingda teacher said with great interest:

"Can you show me your work? Although a certain person is not talented and studies mathematics, he has some literary literacy. He once wrote several humble works for his own entertainment."

Cui Jiao didn't answer immediately, lowered her head and thought seriously.

Known: Tang Ping was found in her house. Although he fell asleep again at the speed of light, he had to wake up soon.

Asking: How effective was it in driving away the Yingda teacher?

Got: almost zero.

"Forget it, he will wake up soon anyway. Let him deal with the admissions office teacher by himself then."

Cui Jiao thought and nodded in agreement:

"Okay."

She trotted back to the bedroom, took out her manuscript, and handed it to Teacher Yingda.

"Please tell me the teacher!"

Teacher Yingda took it with a smile: "Don't take the advice seriously. You are a 'caring' disciple. My level of guidance may not be as good as yours."

He kept smiling and started reading.

After reading the beginning, I praised: "The writing is good, much better than mine."

After reading the first mentally handicapped subplot, I frowned and felt something was wrong: "This... the plot design is quite novel."

After watching the second mentally handicapped subplot, my smile became slightly stiff and I brazenly boasted: "It's original and unexpected!"

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Teacher Yingda looked at it.

The smile gradually disappeared.

Halfway through, his breathing became heavier and his face became more distorted. He clutched the manuscript tightly and raised his head frequently to look at Cui Jiao, who looked expectantly.

He swallowed back the words rushing in his chest, gritted his teeth and looked back.

Wait until finally, the last page, the last line, the last period, finish reading.

The Yingda teacher put down the manuscript paper with great relief.

His eyes were blank and his energy was like a gossamer.

It was as if my virginity had been taken away for ten lifetimes.

"How is it?" Cui Jiao asked curiously.

The Yingda teacher opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped. He stopped talking but wanted to.

Hesitate for a long time.

He twitched his facial muscles, forced out a smile, and asked:

"What did Tang Ping say?"

"He said I'm such a little genius!"

Tang Ping didn't say it, but Cui Jiao stood up proudly and said it for him!

Teacher Yingda’s mouth twitched.

He believed that he fully understood Tang Ping's feelings when he said this.

"The writing is very...well!"

Teacher Yingda gritted his teeth and praised against his will:

"Every plot perfectly mobilizes the reader's emotions, making the reader's mood dance with the progress of the story, like a rocket rising from the ground, flying high and never falling!"

"Really?" Cui Jiao asked in surprise.

"real!"

The Yingda teacher nodded firmly:

“I can’t wait to show it to people at Rongda University and Shanghai University, as well as my colleagues and my students.

"I want to tell this hopeful story to the world, and I also want my students to write a review of no less than [-] words after reading it, so as to savor the essence of it!"

"Ah haha... that's not the case." Cui Jiao smiled awkwardly.

He lowered his head, walked on tiptoes, and his face felt hot.

"As for, very much, very much!"

The words of the teacher from Yingda University are sonorous:

"The pain I feel - the great heart-breaking love, must be experienced by my students in exactly the same way!

"By the way, did Tang Ping say anything else, such as the master-disciple relationship?"

Cui Jiao thought for a while: "He said that when I go out from now on, don't say that I am his apprentice?"

The Yingda teacher nodded calmly:

"After you go out, you are going to be a master. After you are a master, you have to be on your own. It is really not easy to expose your base casually.

"In this way, I met a good friend. He is also a writer, and he is also a good teacher. He likes to recruit many disciples.

"I can recommend you to join his sect and make your debut as his disciple. He is somewhat famous in the literary world. It will be easier for you to get published through his relationship."

Chapter 151 Sleeping Beauty ([-] words)

"Is it true, there is such a good thing?" Cui Jiao covered her mouth in surprise.

"True, true, Temujin!"

Teacher Yingda said with a smile, secretly clenching his fists.

He picked up the idle paper and pen on the coffee table, wrote and drew, and shared further writing methods and next steps with Cui Jiao.

"In my humble opinion, after the heroine turned into a pig, she was so simple and sloppy...well...not artistic enough!

“Since we want to pursue art, we must pursue it to the end.

“Such a very innovative plot should not be limited to this small room.

"I think the scene needs to be shocking, grand, and incredible——"

"Then what should we do?" Cui Jiao asked quickly and humbly for advice.

Teacher Yingda pushed up his glasses again.