It was just after eight o'clock in the evening when I came out of Fang Yun's dormitory.
Because they didn’t know when Bao Huoxin’s party would end, they didn’t dare to stay too long.
Song Siwen stretched out: "Classmate Jiang, you are really not an ordinary person."
"Isn't it interesting?"
"It is indeed better than computers It’s much more interesting!”
This statement is wrong - in the future, with the continuous development of computer technology, not to mention that people will not be able to live without the Internet, just talk about the AI technology that was emerging strongly before her death. It's "interesting" enough.
Even she, who writes online articles, feels the great wheel of the times.
The website feeds the AI with the efforts of the original creator, allowing the AI to continue to "grow" into a collage beast. Isn't she Jiang Baige among the people who will be devoured?
Sometimes when looking at the text pieced together by AI, she sincerely feels that this robot can write better than her!
After all, it is impossible for her to "learn" from famous works by reading them once, but as long as the AI reads them, she will use them.
Not to mention, how could she read all the classic works in human history with just mortal flesh and blood?
How could she have thought of this ten years ago? The same goes for Song Siwen.
"Then if I say, there are more interesting things, would you be interested?"
Song Siwen's eyes lit up: "Of course!"
< p> Jiang Baige took Song Siwen to her dormitory: "Welcome to my dormitory."Song Siwen looked puzzled. Jiang Baige was not in a hurry to explain, but asked her to follow him up first. In the dormitory, Wen Mian and Lin Xingran, who had received Jiang Baige's text message, were waiting.
Several people listened to Jiang Baige briefly explain her plan -
"No problem, it's decided! Come on!"
Four people The eight hands fell together in layers, raised high, and then lowered with force. Later, Jiang Baige made a call...
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Ever since she and Han Li came back from the cocktail party that day, Zhou Ling had been thinking about breaking up.
This seed was planted as early as Valentine’s Day.
However, now that she really wanted to break up, she didn’t know how to say it——
Last time, she went to confront Lin Yuanjiang angrily, but because she was too angry, The trump card was revealed as soon as he opened his mouth.
He said he was sorry without explaining at first, but that apology was not because he had done something wrong, but because he had misunderstood her.
Then started kissing her.
Zhou Ling was so kissed by him that her anger and sweetness were intertwined in her mind. When she heard that he was just here to please investors, she suddenly lost her anger.
He took her againWhen she went to eat, her stomach felt warm, and so did her heart. Instead, she began to feel sorry for him. It was not easy to start a business.
This was not enough. He continued to be humble and cowardly, saying that he had no ability. She also reflected on herself and said that she was not a qualified girlfriend and could not understand his hard work.
After a hearty meal, Lin Yuanjiang ordered a few signature snacks and packed them for her to take to her roommate.
Because what they did was all for her own good, and he didn’t want her to get into discord with her roommates and hurt the harmony.
Just like that... The attempted cheating with solid evidence made Lin Yuanjiang perform a good show of undoubted love.
Where is she? The Joker is herself.
Zhou Ling was so angry that she kicked the stone in front of her... The phone rang, it was Jiang Baige.
"I'm on my way back to the dormitory. Can I help you pack two portions of Malatang? No problem, the same ones you always ordered before? Add some instant noodles? Got it, Bai Xiang, you My favorite tonkotsu flavor! Also beat an egg!”
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She hung up the phone helplessly.
That’s Jiang Baige. Every time he asks someone to bring food back, he is as meticulous as ordering at a restaurant.
Jiang Baige couldn't resist Jiang Baige's coquettishness. Fortunately, we have lived together for almost two years, and we are quite familiar with her taste.
But how could she eat a double portion today?
I even ordered two servings of instant noodles... Ever since I started practicing Muay Thai, eating these at night was a bit unprecedented.
Will Han Li roll his eyes wildly if he finds out?
Her thoughts were distracted by these trivial matters, and she actually forgot about Lin Yuanjiang's affairs. She only wanted to go back early. It was late, and some of the good hot dishes were not available. Got it!
Fortunately, she was not far from the dormitory. After about ten minutes, she went upstairs carrying a hot supper.
As soon as I walked to the door, I heard bustling sounds coming from inside.
Are there guests?
Her footsteps stopped because she heard a strange voice——
"Of course you have to use a recorder! If it is a more formal interview, you will tell the interviewee Interviewer, if you are investigating in private, it will be even more necessary! After all...you can't rely on your words!"
After hearing this, Zhou Ling's heart suddenly moved.
At this time, another voice came - it was Wen Mian: "But, I saw that the recorders brought by the students in class are all very big. Are you secretly using them, aren't you afraid of being discovered? "
"There must be a little risk!" The first person laughed, and then lowered his voice, "But now that..."
Can't hear clearly.
When she was anxious, she kicked her away.The locked door——
"Ling Ling?" Wen Mian stood facing the door and was the first to see her, "Why did you suddenly kick the door in and scare me?"
p>Only then did Zhou Ling realize that she had lost her composure, and quickly raised the late-night snack in her hand: "I don't know who asked me to buy something, but didn't take the initiative to pick it up!"
"Come, come! Thank you, my dearest Miss Ling Ling."
Jiang Baige immediately took the two bags of Malatang, took out the lunch box that had been hot, and poured out the fragrant food. Go in.
Zhou Ling, with her hands free, had time to take a good look at Song Siwen, who was sitting in Lin Xingran's seat.
"Who is this classmate?"
"It's a classmate I met in the school newspaper." Jiang Baige handed a lunch box to Song Siwen and gave her a pair of chopsticks. , "Today we went to watch the debate, but we didn't have time to have dinner, so we had to trouble our super invincible and kind-hearted Miss Ling Ling..."
No wonder we ordered two portions!
However, her attention was on the word "school newspaper".
"What does Siwen do at the school newspaper? Editor or reporter?" After pretending to ask casually, she explained again, "I just heard you talking about a voice recorder outside the door... "
"Ah, yes, I just talked about that small voice recorder, and you came in!" Lin Xingran gently pushed Song Siwen's shoulder, "Keep talking!"
< p> Song Siwen took a bite of the lucky bag and said: "I prefer the kind made in the shape of a pen. If you are interviewing someone you are not familiar with, it won't be weird if you put it on the table or pin it to your pocket. . If it's a familiar person...""How about a familiar person?" Zhou Ling asked anxiously.
Except for Song Siwen, the other three looked at each other.
"Of course it's more convenient for an acquaintance. Just throw it into his bag or pocket. Wouldn't it be possible to record everything?"
"Quick! Siwen!" Zhou Ling was anxious He took out his cell phone and said, "Let's add a friend, and you can send me the link to the voice recorder!"