"Tang suit? Write an article about Tang suit? What's so good about Tang suit? It's just a piece of clothing!" Looking at the title of the essay, Wang Wei, he had a headache. He had never written a 50-word essay like this before. The ghost question also requires you to write at least 500 words. Isn’t this life-threatening
"Maya Pen, Maya Pen, you must show your power and help me!" He had no choice but to grab the pen in his hand and put it in front of himself and bowed. Now he put all his hopes on this pen. On the body. WWw. QuANbEn-XiAoShUo. cOM
"System prompt: Do you want your special prop 'Maya's Pen' to write the topic of this composition? Confirm/Cancel"
"Sure! I don't want you to ghostwrite nonsense. What am I begging you to do?" When he heard the system prompt, he immediately felt very comfortable. No matter how many things happened, even if something went wrong, at least there would be a system correction to fix it, so it shouldn't be a mistake. Too outrageous.
"Whoa!" Just after he shouted, another brown frame jumped out.
"What is it? Please give me a name for the article you need to write for me?" After looking at what was displayed on the brown frame, he thought for a moment that it was about Tang Suit, so he would just name it "I Love Tang Suit"!
"System prompt: Are you sure the title of the ghostwritten article is "I Love Tang Suit"? Confirm/Cancel"
"Be sure to start writing quickly!" He looked at the time and saw that the paper was due to be handed in again in half an hour, so he hurriedly urged it.
"Swish!" With another swish sound, the frame retracted.
"System prompt: Data is being analyzed, please wait..."
"Hurry up! Don't make people nervous. We are running out of time. After you finish writing, I still have to revise it!" He thought silently in his heart and then stared at the magic pen in his hand, hoping that it would be faster. Get moving. However, within a few seconds the system prompt appeared again and then another brown box jumped out.
"System prompt: Due to insufficient data, please provide enough data for system analysis! Thank you for your cooperation!"
"Why the hell is it so troublesome!" Wang Wei, who had been waiting for such a result for a long time, was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Unfortunately, he still had to 'provide data' and there was no way he could make his brain rusty!
"Outline? What is an outline?" Looking at the thing displayed on the brown box, Wang Wei's head almost exploded. He had never heard of this damn thing before!
"System prompt: [Word]: outline. [Phonetic]: da gang. [Definition]: 1. The general rope of the network. 2. General outline; key points. 3. Specifically refers to the systematically arranged content points of works, lectures, plans, etc. . 4. Main laws and disciplines. 5. Judgment. 6. Also referred to as 'Dagang'. Yue said in summary. 7. Judgment specifically insisted on it."
"Hematemesis, your broken system can still be used as a dictionary!" Just after he said what the outline was, he actually gave himself annotations on the dictionary. It's a pity that I don't want to write an outline and it won't work. If you don't write an outline, it won't be a ghostwriter. If you can't get into Peking University, you will be the one who suffers.
"Come on, outline! Just write!" But fortunately, he didn't need to use a pen to write anything in the brown box. He only had to think about the word in his mind and the word would appear. This was a blessing among misfortunes.
"Tang suit! Tang suit! What's so good about Tang suit? It's just a piece of rags, and if you want to get high marks, you have to write something innovative and creative! Where does the creativity come from?" He picked up the pen in his hand and put it in his mouth He bit it hard and this was the first time he had to waste his brain thinking about a question.
"By the way, the teacher told me a story last time. What's the name of a student who took the college entrance examination when I was in college? I forgot the name. It seems that he later became a big supervisor. No matter what, it's just an English test. He handed in a blank paper and only wrote a poem in Chinese. I am Chinese, so why should I learn a foreign language? I don’t know aBc but I can still work on the revolution! Later, I passed the test with full marks and was directly promoted to a high-level manager. Then my promotion was like playing house. Same. In other words, this essay must have something to do with patriotism!" Thinking of this, he seemed to have some clues.
"Patriotic! How can it be related to patriotism with Tang suits? It seems that when the reform and opening up was just started, no one seemed to want to wear Tang suits and suits. Now Jackie Chan is taking the lead and running around in Tang suits. Many people like to wear Tang suits. Why is this?" His thoughts are getting clearer now.
"By the way, it is a metaphor for patriotism. Now the country has developed and gradually become rich and powerful. People have a sense of pride in the country. So they dare to proudly wear Tang suits and run on the streets. They even dare to proudly wear Tang suits abroad. Wear Tang suits on the street. I didn’t dare to wear them because of low self-esteem before, but now I’m proud! That’s the key point of this outline!” After sorting out his thoughts, he immediately filled in the brown box with the key points of the outline he just thought of.
"System prompt: Your outline has been filled in and the data is being analyzed. Please wait..."
"Now you can write it!" He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the outline was completed. He looked at the time and the outline only took 5 minutes. He felt a little proud again. After all, he wasn't that stupid after all. It's a pity that this system seems to have no end, as if it pops up one frame after another.
"System prompt: There are still some insufficient data to complete the ghostwriting. Please provide some more information! We apologize for the inconvenience caused to you!"
"Damn it, you're really done!" Wang Wei was so angry that he stretched out his hand and grabbed the brown frame, hating it so much that he wanted to smash it to pieces! Although his eyes were looking at the position of the frame, in fact, the frame only appeared on the retina of his eyes, and there could be nothing there at all. In other words, his grasp was just empty. He didn't catch anything at all unless he took his eyeballs out.
"Come on, you're awesome, I'll admit defeat and let's see what more information I need!" After grabbing it several times, it passed through the frame. He had no choice but to admit defeat again. I started to look at the information that I was asked to fill in on the box.
"Style? Tone? Keywords? Summary of the first paragraph? Summary of the second paragraph? How to end? What is needed to pave the way? How to attract attention at the beginning? What about omissions..." Seeing so many tables above this time He didn't know what to say anymore!
"Come on, come on! You just want to play with me to death. I'll let you play with me. If you want, I'll do it!" In the end, no matter how depressed he was, he still had no choice but to accept his 'fate'. This was fate and there was no way around it. He began to add to the pile of forms above.
However, he found that the more he added this form, the clearer his thinking became, as if a complete article was taking shape in his mind. It is not corrected by the system or prompted by the system. It is formed entirely by my own intelligence and IQ. This article is becoming more and more complete.
After filling out all these forms, time passed quietly and there were still the last fifteen minutes. He also breathed a sigh of relief because in his mind, so much information was enough, no matter how he prepared, it was impossible for him to have anything else to provide. He really can't imagine what else needs to be prepared. Unless the system is as stupid as a pig or stupider than a pig, there is no way it will say something about insufficient data!
"System prompt: Due to insufficient data, please provide some more information so that your 'Maya's Pen' can ghostwrite your article "I Love Tang Suit". We apologize for any inconvenience!"
"Whoa!" This time a big brown frame jumped out again, just like a 64-inch color TV suddenly appeared less than 3 inches away from the tip of his nose, and a row of words hung on the top. Yes: Please provide a draft of about 1,000 words for system analysis!
"Fuck you! I can write a 1,000-word draft and I want you to ghostwrite it!" When he saw the big frame, he was so angry that he cursed in his heart.
"System prompt: Because you have insulted the system many times today and the circumstances are very bad, the system has decided to ban you for 24 hours. If you have any objections to this punishment, please call customer service or make a complaint in the official forum complaint section Omir All employees of Universe Online Game Development Co., Ltd. are dedicated to serving you!”
"You can ban me if you want! I've been writing a draft for you for fifteen minutes and you don't know what information you're going to need from me. I might as well write it myself!" The power of habit is terrible. This has happened for more than a year. After being exposed to it too much, he got used to it and except for a few complaints, he accepted it.
He only had fifteen minutes left and he didn't have time to complain anymore. Let's start writing! He also threw aside that bullshit Maya pen and didn't use it anymore. At the critical moment, his brain was still reliable.
He took out another ordinary pen and started writing. Fortunately, the outline he just wrote and a bunch of data are now almost complete in his mind. All he has to do now is to 'copy' the article that has been formed in his mind onto the paper.
“apec has caused the “Tang suit craze” all over the world. When I see people of different skin colors and nationalities wearing the same Tang suit, I can’t help shouting that I love Tang suits!
In the past, such traditional clothing made the Chinese people reject it as boring and boring. It was not as light and comfortable as a dress. People complained, people blamed them for wearing such clothes, and even made them feel ashamed. I couldn't help but ask: Is there so many faults in one piece of clothing
We understand that what is wrong is not the clothes but the way some people look at it through colored glasses. Their national backwardness makes them feel inferior and self-pitying. As a result, they lose confidence in everything related to their motherland, nation, and tradition: cartoons are not as good as Japan’s vivid classics, not as meaningful as Russia’s cell phones, not as advanced as the United States, and even the writing is not as simple as English. Once the sense of national pride is lost and cast the shadow of backwardness, people will fall into the misunderstanding that "the moon in foreign countries is always round".
But why is it that the Tang suit is now on the international stage and blooming the most beautiful flowers? Why has the Tang suit or that Tang suit become a fashion trend now
It turns out that this is the most straightforward expression of national love after China's economic take-off, China's resumption of its great power, and people's pride in claiming "I am a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties." Love the motherland, love Tang suit, love everything about this country that makes us feel proud. Our "Haier" has rejected many foreign companies who wanted to share a glass of sweet water. Our ceramics have amazed many yellow heads and blue eyes.
Spread the love for Tang suits because of the love of the nation.
People's emotions influence people's judgment. Looking back on the era when people were disdainful of Tang suits, was it really because of the clothes themselves? Who can deny the extreme intolerance in which we sneer at the mere thought of its traditions? Who can deny that we are actually not in the mood to take a look at it, let alone judge it objectively
The embroidery art on Tang suits made of high-quality silk embodies five thousand years of Chinese civilization. Isn't this understanding based on our inner admiration? Isn’t this change due to the national love that fills our hearts
The nation's self-reliance and self-improvement have regained people's long-lost judgment. Whether I really love Tang suit because I love the Chinese nation, I just want to shout: I love Tang suit! "
Fifteen minutes was enough to copy a few hundred words. Looking at this manuscript written by himself, the pride in his heart became even stronger. If you think about it carefully, it is more fulfilling to do things with your own hands, and the most trustworthy person in the world is yourself. I don’t dare to say that I can get full marks or something. At least it should be no problem to get 3o points, right
"Ding ding ding ding..." The bell for handing in papers finally rang. When the invigilator came to collect the papers, he felt different this time from the last time he handed in the papers. I worked quietly there and waited for the teacher to come and collect the papers. Then I held the papers in both hands and handed them to the teacher solemnly. He used both hands because he felt that the weight of this paper seemed to be much heavier than the last English test. Maybe it was because the essay was written by himself. He did not ask anyone, did not rely on anyone, did not have system corrections, and did not have equipment bonuses. It was all on his own. Written by my own hand.
"I'm home! I've finished one more exam and then a few more. I feel at ease now that I'm done with it!" As soon as he walked out of the examination room, he took a deep breath and felt very comfortable. Now he even wanted to go back and put away those several hundred kilograms. Take a good look at the information and really read it. Then take tomorrow's exam by yourself instead of that bullshit system correction.
"You are Wang Wei, right?" He had just walked out of the school gate and an 'old grandfather' who was about 50 years old but looked older than 60 years old came over and shouted to him kindly.
"Huh?" Because he was banned, he could only hum. However, his heartbeat increased several times at this time because this face was so familiar to him, Lao Gao! Secretary Gao! The leader of the dragon group!
"Hello! Can I take a moment to talk?" Seeing many parents waiting for their children outside the examination room, Lao Gao asked, pointing to a teahouse on the side.
"Yeah!" He couldn't hide, so he had no choice but to follow the old Gao who had fooled him into a mess last time and walked towards the teahouse. But the depression in my heart was even stronger than last time.
Although this time the bullshit theory of parallel space seems to be pretty good, but! Now that he is muted, how can you fool him? Do you make gestures with your hands and say "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" twice? (Quanben Novel Website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)