AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

Li Suyi's heart sank.

Take a step forward and head to the classroom resolutely.

She wanted to wait until get out of class was over and call both Qin He and Tang Ping to the office!

ten minutes later.

The get out of class bell rings.

After watching the teacher leave, Tang Ping felt his sweat with satisfaction:

Phew, I touched fish for another lesson, so tired.

It's already May 5th, and there are only about twenty days left before the college entrance examination.

At such a tense time, everyone was reviewing in full swing, but I had stolen half a day's leisure from Fusheng, and then two ounces of money from Fusheng.

It’s great to have AI.

No, what is accurate is that no one has AI, only he has AI.

"Tang Ping, Teacher Li seems to be looking for you." Cui Jiao, the classmate at the table, whispered.

"Huh? Who's looking for me?" Tang Ping didn't respond.

"Teacher Li, I just saw her looking into the classroom a few times in the corridor, and she focused on you for a few seconds," Cui Jiao said.

Tang Ping was about to ask, "Why can't I be watching you?"

Before he could say anything, he saw a classmate sitting at the door walking over and said to him:

"Tang Ping, Teacher Li is looking for you."

Tang Ping: "..."

Get up and go.

Meet Qin He at the door.

A man and a woman looked at each other without any verbal communication, but in a blink of an eye, they completed a round of questioning silently:

"Why is Teacher Li looking for us?"

"I don't know. If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Another round:

"Could it be that you suspect that we are in early love?"

"Huh? Are you sick?"

The first teacher and second student walked into the Chinese teacher's office.

Li Suyi sat down on the office chair.

Putting his hands together, he said something astonishing:

"One of you two is the writer 'Guan Ai'..."

Qin He: "??"

Tang Ping: "!!"

Damn it, Cui Jiao secretly reported to Teacher Li?

"...Although this possibility is very low, I still have to come to you and ask you briefly just in case."

Li Suyi said:

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. No matter how much you love writing, you should put aside writing fairy tales for the time being.

"It's not too late in a few days. I'll write it after the college entrance examination. It's not too late -"

"Uh, Teacher Li," Qin He couldn't help but interrupt, "The writer you mentioned as 'caring', do you mean the 'caring' who wrote fairy tales such as "Snow White"?"

Li Suyi was not angry and nodded slightly: "Exactly."

Qin He was surprised and looked at Tang Ping: "Are you actually 'caring'?!"

Without waiting for Tang Ping to answer, he started shouting:

"No wonder you always check who bought "The Dove of Peace" in the bookstore and read every issue!

"Even if you are a contributing writer, it is impossible that you are still contributing at this time.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Li Suyi's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Tang Ping, are you a contributor writer for "Dove of Peace"?"

Tang Ping's head was numb.

If Cui Jiao had really told Teacher Li that he was the author Guan Ai, then Teacher Li would not have specially invited two people to come to the office.

So Teacher Li must not know the truth.

Instead, I discovered some clues and came up with the wrong idea of ​​choosing one of the two!

As a result, before he could speak, Qin He dunked the pot on his head.

There is no point in explaining myself at this point.

On the one hand, it will only become darker and darker. On the other hand, Li Suyi and Qin He have no direct evidence and cannot make a final conclusion.

Tang Ping's mind suddenly changed. He quickly picked up the signature pen on his desk and handed it to Qin He with both hands:

"Teacher Guan Ai, I have always been your fan!

"Can you sign me?"

Qin He, who looked excited, was stunned: "Aren't you—"

"Although I have contributed to "The Dove of Peace" and have communicated with you, Teacher Guan Ai, in the author group, I never thought that you are actually next to me in reality, and you are my classmate!"

Tang Ping forced the pen into Qin He's hand, and at the same time held her hand firmly and shook it:

"Fate is so wonderful!"

Chapter 92 Abnormal! ! ! (four thousand words)

Qin He was slightly confused.

Looking at Tang Ping's extremely sincere and joyful expression.

For a moment, she almost wondered if she had some kind of second personality.

That personality appeared when she was sleeping, controlled her body to write fairy tales, and then sent them to magazines...

Fortunately, before his thoughts flew away, his reason pulled back the kite string in time.

"I wish I were 'caring'," Qin He said, "Look at those black men, and see a lawyer's letter warning each one!"

"I was just kidding," Tang Ping also said, "Of course I know you are not 'caring'."

"Then you still-" Qin He hadn't finished speaking yet.

Tang Ping retracted his hand, turned his back, and looked at the heather tree outside the window.

He lowered his head and sighed.

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary student, but what I got in exchange was suspicion."

His eyes were faint and his voice was leisurely.

He suddenly turned around, spread his hands, and smiled broadly:

"No more pretending, show your cards, I am 'caring'!"

Qin He, Li Suyi: "..."

this moment.

Even if Tang Ping had a 1% chance of being cared for by the author.

This slim possibility was also reduced to zero by them.

Qin He turned to look at Li Suyi: "Teacher Li, why do you think Tang Ping is 'caring'?"

Tang Ping immediately followed: "Yes, Teacher Li, why do you think Qin He is 'caring'?"

"..." Li Suyi's lips squirmed, recalling her brainstorming ten minutes ago.

She was silent for a moment, then walked over and said:

"It doesn't matter which one of you is 'caring', or if neither of you is 'caring'.

"The important thing is that in case one of you is 'Guan Ai', I hope you can concentrate on your review and wait until the college entrance examination is over to discuss writing.

"That's all I want to say. Qin He, you can go back. Tang Ping, wait, I want to say a few more words to you."

Qin He glanced at Tang Ping and retreated first.

In the office, apart from a few Chinese teachers from other classes who were doing their own thing, and students from other classes who occasionally came in, only Li Suyi and Tang Ping were left.

"Teacher Li, what's the matter?" Tang Ping said with a respectful attitude.

"Is it true that you contribute to "Dove of Peace"?"

"Would you like to hear the truth or the lie?"

"lie."

"?" Tang Ping couldn't help but take a look at Li Suyi.

How come there are still people who listen to lies?

But since there was such a need, he would obey.

"The lie is, I told them that I contributed to "The Dove of Peace" because I wanted to brag about how good I was as a physical writer, and I also knew and cared about the author who you praised so much, and I became brothers with him in the author group. We chatted and spanked, and made an appointment for me to go to his house to play during the summer vacation. His house is quite big, and he let me play casually and take a rest when I get tired. After the rest, he could sign all his signatures on me..."

Tang Ping talked non-stop, talking nonsense as he opened his mouth, and he spoke in one breath for a long time without blinking an eyelid.

Li Suyi was stunned for a while after hearing this.

She couldn't even tell what was fake in it!

Or is it all fake?

"...What about the truth?"

"The truth is, I did contribute to "Dove of Peace", but I only went there a few times. I entered it by accident. I couldn't stand it as soon as I entered. The editor there was so hungry that he would follow me whenever he had time. I wanted a new manuscript, but I was really tired and found that it was not suitable for me. In addition, the college entrance examination task was urgent, so I had to focus on the college entrance examination, so I stopped my offer."

After listening, Li Suyi fell into deep thought.

After a while, he asked:

"How true?"

Tang Ping replied firmly: "It's true!"

Every comma he said was true.But to put it all together is up to you to guess.

Li Suyi nodded lightly.

If Tang Ping said that he was the author's care, she wouldn't believe it.

As a Chinese teacher herself, she knows very well how the Chinese language proficiency of the students in her class has always been, and what the ups and downs have been over time.

And if Tang Ping said that he had published works in the "Dove of Peace" magazine, it would be hard for her not to believe it.

The Dove of Peace has been around for a while, and the quality of the stories in it is extremely... I can't say inferior, I can only say that it's ordinary that you can't find in a trash pile.

During that time, it is conceivable that the magazine was almost out of manuscripts and could no longer survive. It was so hungry that it accepted the manuscripts at the first sight, and was too anxious to care about the quality.

It was most likely that it was at that time that Tang Ping submitted his manuscript to "The Dove of Peace" and was chased by the magazine editor to urge him to publish it. In the end, it was normal - he felt too tired, so he ran away.

On the way, he was able to get acquainted with Guan Ai, a talented and spiritual author among the magazine's writers.

From the chat, we learned what kind of ingenuity the author Guan Ai went through when creating works such as "The Emperor's New Clothes", "Cinderella", and "Snow White".

And take it back and share it with the whole class during the evening self-study of extracurricular reading.

This can also explain why Tang Ping's reading comprehension suddenly improved by leaps and bounds in more than three months, and the essays he wrote for the mock test had a different flavor.

It must have been influenced by the author's care.

"You haven't written now?" Li Suyi asked.