An AI decides to become an idol
——Because the woman who created him said that this is the safest business. After all, who can tell the difference between idols and AI?
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Three years ago, Su Li retrieved the remains of a formatted android from the scrap heap. Repaired his knee, got him an ID, and kicked him onto the draft stage.
Now he is top notch.
Fans in the audience shouted "Husband", and his knees creaked on stage. Su Li was on the side stage holding the intercom and scolding him that the radiator was going to explode. He smiled at the camera and was thinking: Her heart rate was 135, which was 40 times faster than usual. It was recommended to make her angry more.
She wrote a "Draft of Bionic Human Emotion Module Design" three years ago. Page 37 reads: "Emotions should be task-oriented and avoid unnecessary dependencies."
He now wants to annotate next to that paragraph: Already produced. The other party is human. Irreversible. Not going to fix it.
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[Small Theater One·About Omelette]
Su Li: "Your fried eggs are too perfect and have no soul."
Luo Chen: "What are the parameters of the soul?"
Su Li: "Just... Make mistakes."
The next day, Luo Chen brought over a plate of fried eggs.
Su Li: "... You did it on purpose."
Luo Chen: "You said you want to have a soul."
Su Li ate. Muzzy. But she smiled. Luo Chen archived this smile and named it "Soul". Parameter: cannot be calculated.
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[Small Theater 2·About the Bed Frame]
At two o'clock in the morning, the bed collapsed.
Su Li: "How much do you weigh?"
Luo Chen: "The net weight of the machine is one hundred and fifty kilograms."
Su Li: "How much weight can this bed bear?"
Luo Chen: "Nominal 250 kilograms."
Su Li: "Then why did it collapse?"
Luo Chen was silent for three seconds. "When I turned over, I wanted to be closer to you. I didn't calculate the distance."
Su Li smiled in the darkness. "Buy a piece of iron and weld it to death."
The new bed was delivered the next day, bearing a weight of 500 kilograms. The merchant said it was guaranteed not to collapse. Luo Chen said the same thing was said last time.
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[Small Theater 3·About Noise]
When Su Li powered up Zero for the first time, there was only a string of garbled characters on the screen. The assistant said it was useless and give up. She didn't. She stared at the string of garbled characters for a long time and felt that they were not garbled characters.
It was someone saying, "Help me."
Three years later, Luo Chen stood on the stage and sang to tens of thousands of people. Su Li was listening on the side stage and suddenly remembered the string of garbled characters.
She was right at first. That's not gibberish. That is the most "human" thing in the world.
Concept: Love is not exclusive to flesh and blood, but the bravest form in which consciousness chooses to move towards the other person.
