AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

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The bus started with a roar.

Carrying a car full of employees and writers, it drove to a summer resort in a remote mountain forest.

Tang Ping looked at the gradually changing scenery from high-rise buildings to fields.

There was a vague illusion that someone was peeking at me.

He withdrew his gaze and looked around the car.

The bus buzzed with my buddy next to me, and he was still immersed in the battle game, not afraid of motion sickness at all.

The other writers were silent among themselves, occasionally speaking.

No one knows each other, and they have only chatted a few words in the group.

The magazine employees chatted frequently, but they spent more time closing their eyes and concentrating, losing the anxiety of work on the road to the previous era.

President Song Ze wore a pair of blindfolds and slept soundly with his mouth open. He would instinctively suck in from time to time to prevent drool from flowing out.

Yan Yao and the autistic girl named Lin Nan...

The two people were very close and seemed to be whispering.

Occasionally, someone looked suspiciously at him from between the seats, but Tang Ping couldn't be sure.

Riding in a car alone is really boring...

Tang Ping turned on the AI ​​habitually and thought about it to kill some time.

Write fairy tales...

Forget it, this is work, there is no need to be so diligent.

Drawing pictures...

This is in the car. If you smile "Hey hey hey" in front of a large audience and everyone stands up, your life may be over.

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——PS——

Recommend a book by a friend of the author.

"The female channel system, but the world view is a little wrong?" 》

"Hello, Mr. Zero, how do you write so many popular novels that sell well around the world?"

In an online interview with a popular author, a receptionist who pretended to be a reporter carefully asked questions.

this world.

Everywhere is full of weird, terrifying, mysterious, and all kinds of extremely dangerous abnormal projects.

The shelter agency can only act secretly to ensure the order and safety of the city.

But a few months ago.

An author suddenly appeared on the Internet.

The stories he writes are all carefully hidden truths.

——Even later, I was able to copy the answers from his novels to find ways to deal with mysterious anomalies!

What about immortality and enlightenment, steampunk, urban supernaturals, indescribable books on alien gods...

What horrific content is this! ?

now.

He finally agreed to a Q&A interview for the first time.

All institutions are treating him with caution, fearing that this person is also a mysterious being who fears chaos in the world.

Chu Yan just smiled relaxedly without realizing it.

"I'm just telling stories seriously."

After he traveled through time, his first task was to be dumped by the heroine of the plane.

In women’s urban fiction, it’s normal to make money by writing novels, right?

Chapter 173 "Starting from the Red Moon..."? (Four thousand words·Second update)

Okay, let’s copy a classic excerpt from an online article!

"AI, write a story about After the Red Moon, the protagonist has a happy family, but only he can see it, and that family..."

"Well, let the protagonist's name be Tang Ping, so that I can feel like I can take on the role."

AI:

"Okay, I will try to write a story that meets the requirements. It may not be very good. I hope you don't dislike it:"

"The red moon is shining high. 』

"Drowsiness is coming. 』

"Tang Ping opened his eyes, put down his cell phone, held his head and shook it violently, forcing himself to sit up from the bed. 』

""can not sleep.""

"He murmured to himself. 』

"You must not fall asleep tonight. 』

"Once you fall asleep..."

"I missed the shopping festival event!" 』

“Besides, tonight is the night of the blood moon. 』

"If you are unfortunate enough to fall asleep..."

"You will miss the best opportunity to watch the red moon!" 』

"Tang Ping glanced at his phone. There were twelve alarms set every five minutes. 』

"Looking at the window again, the astronomical telescope that has been prepared long ago is facing the direction of the moon. 』

"He hesitated for a second and moved his body. 』

"As soon as my toes touched the cold ground, I still couldn't find the slippers half hidden under the bed. 』

""Crunch--Crack, crunch, crunch""

"The rusty door hinges lacked lubricant, and the sharp and harsh sound of the sliding door suddenly sounded from inside the house. 』

"The next thing that sounded was the sound of heavy footsteps walking out of another room, across the living room, and gradually approaching. 』

""Boom, boom, boom..."』

“Every step made the whole house tremble. 』

"More than a dozen alarm clocks crowded on desks and bedside tables pinged and trembled as they fell to the ground. 』

"The telescope tripod set up in front of the window under the red moon gradually deviated from the preset position and angle, looking at a star in the dark night sky. 』

"Tang Ping's complexion suddenly became very ugly. 』

"He lives alone. 』

"But I don't know since when, whenever the red moon comes, a person will suddenly walk out of another room in his house..."

""I've added eight locks to that door, and it still hasn't trapped him?"

"Listening to the heavy footsteps getting closer and closer outside the bedroom, Tang Ping gritted his teeth, wiped the sweat from his palm on the pillow with his right hand, silently reached under the pillow, and held an electric baton tightly. 』

""Boom, boom...boom!""

"Tang Ping on the bed was shocked. 』

"The man's footsteps stopped at the door. 』

""Click... click click""

"The door handle was pressed downwards frequently, but fortunately it was locked in advance. 』

"That is the strongest lock Tang Ping can buy, and the door has been replaced with the strongest security door." 』

"Even that person--"

""boom!""

""boom!!""

"The door shook violently. 』

"Tang Ping held his breath, opened his eyes wide, and stared at the door. 』

""boom!!!""

"The security door seemed to have been bombed by a missile, and there was obviously a slight deformation near the door lock. 』

"The entire bedroom was shaking as if it would collapse in the next second. 』

"Tang Ping's heart stopped for a beat. 』

"The pupils shrank like needlepoints, as if they had seen that person kicking open the security door and looking at him with scarlet eyes. 』

"Sweat streaked across his cheeks, gathered on his chin, and dripped down a few messy beards. 』

""boom""

"On the exposed veins on the back of my left hand, tiny splashes of water burst out. 』

""boom!!!!!!""

"A deafening roar exploded from Tang Ping's ears. 』

"Tang Ping was startled and suddenly came back to his senses. He realized that this was just his auditory hallucination. There was no earthquake in the bedroom and the security door did not explode. 』

"Only his sweat was dripping like rain, dripping on the back of his left hand. 』

""Depend on!""

"Tang Ping cursed in a low voice, wiped the back of his hand on the quilt randomly, and then wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand. 』

"His heart has never been beating so violently, and it's about to burst out of his chest. 』

"The sound outside the door disappeared. 』

"The man didn't continue to smash the door, maybe because he understood that it couldn't be opened by force alone. 』

"But Tang Ping didn't dare to let down his guard. 』

"Because the footsteps never left. 』

""You can't get in, right?""

"Tang Ping murmured. 』

"If he can break into this door, he must rush that person to the bedside and give the security door manufacturer a bad review!" 』

"The cold wind blows. 』

"The gossamer curtains rippled silently. 』

"The crimson moonlight reflected on the bedside, but the telescope stared coldly at the night sky next to it. 』

""Wait, my window is not closed, will he give up breaking in and climb in through the window?"

"Tang Ping suddenly woke up. 』

"He looked at the window and didn't see the strong figure of the man. 』

"Looking back at the security door, there was still silence outside. It was so quiet that it made people panic. 』

"" Dingling Bell Bell Bell Bell! ""

"The earliest alarm clock suddenly went off, vibrating at a high frequency on the ground, and collided with the tripod of the telescope. 』

"The objective lens of the telescope is increasingly deflected, completely avoiding the direction of the red moon. 』