Vest｜Dog Training｜Next Year
Qi Feng stared at the long comment that had just been refreshed in the comment area.
Are you here to revise your thesis or read a novel?
I glanced at my ID and saw that I was still a huge fan. She instantly forgave her lack of emotional intelligence and clicked on the ID homepage.
Location: same city; distance: 1.2 Kilometers; avatar:... The same as what she had glimpsed on someone's computer?
The kindergarten where she worked during the day to collect materials hired an AI consultant for digital modernization, Qi Huan, who dissed her work for not being optimized enough.
What would Qi Huan's expression be like if he knew that the enemy he fights with in the workplace every day is actually the science fiction writer he is anxiously following? Qi Feng became interested inexplicably.
She moved her fingers, opened a new chapter, and typed the next line in the title bar:
AI is trained to cry by humans.
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The result of the two-way battle was that one day a child lay in Qi Huan's ear and said:
"Brother, you are very good."
Qi Huan: "Why do you say that?"
"Because you look like the puppy raised by Teacher 77."
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[Human cub caregiver/sci-fi writer✖️ai architect/sharp commentator]
Poison-tongued woman ✖️arrogant man
Intention: a little warm
