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Jiang Ming felt that he had lost 400 words, and for this reason, he had to write another 400 words.

Deeply caught in the "trick" of 212805, Jiang Ming was busy all morning and still couldn't relax when he got home, so he broke down.

He folded his arms on his chest, deliberately lowered his voice to show that he was in a bad mood, and said, "I won't write today, let me out."

It's not roaring, it's not crying, but this way of speaking is completely better than the previous two expressions, Jiang Ming is very satisfied with himself.

I took a moment to give myself a thumbs up.

However, the object of his dialogue is artificial intelligence. As an artificial intelligence, 212805 cannot distinguish the master's emotions from the master's tone of voice. He is just doing his duty as an auxiliary tool to urge the manuscript.

212805: "No, you did not complete the update task."

In this world, if there is any artificial intelligence that can refuse the owner's instructions, then the reminder robot must definitely be on top.

Jiang Ming slapped the keyboard indiscriminately. The keyboard is the red switch he is used to, because slapping will make a series of meaningless noises.

The noise is different from the sound made during code words. 212805 came out of the luxurious room next door, and stretched out a pair of arms made of codes from the wall facing Jiang Ming, holding a screen in his hand, and the screen showed Jin Jiang Rules and regulations for contracted authors.

Jiang Ming: "..."

Jiang Ming is a typical master who eats the soft but not the hard, 212805 stepped on the thunder.

But Jiang Ming didn't lose his temper. One was because he was always short-tempered, and the other was because he didn't take reason.

So he was going to reason with 212805.

He pushed the keyboard inside, kicked his foot on the wall, and slid the chair back some distance, put his arms folded on his chest on the armrest of the chair, tapped his fingers lightly, and resumed his usual tone, he said : "212805, come out, let's talk and communicate our feelings."

"After bringing you back from Jinjiang, I was rushing to draft and working overtime, so I didn't get to know you very well."

212805 put away the rules and regulations in his hand, and walked out from the wall, the whole code, like a three-dimensional shadow with changed colors.

Jiang Ming had never seen the initial virtual artificial intelligence, so he suppressed his anxiety and aroused his curiosity.

He stomped his feet on the spot again, moved to the side of 212805 with the chair, stretched out his hand to touch it curiously, it was the same temperature as room temperature, and had the same tactile sensation as a mouse and keyboard.

But everything in the virtual space belongs to 212805, so it cannot be the same as other things.

Before Jiang Ming was about to claw again, 212805 took a few steps back and stood behind an ornamental plant, feeling a little shy.

212805: "...do you have any instructions?"

As soon as the voice of 212805 appeared, Jiang Ming quickly withdrew his curious paws, and at the same time kicked his legs, causing the chair to back up and hit the wall behind it directly.

The moment 212805 spoke against the editor's voice, Jiang Ming had the illusion of violating the editor. He backed away in panic, as if he was the one whose arm was touched.

Jiang Ming huddled in the corner, and 212805 huddled behind the green plant. The two looked at each other speechlessly, and there was an awkward silence for 2 minutes.

212805 didn't move after asking the sentence "What instructions do you have?", maintaining a posture as steady as a mountain behind the green plants.

After a while, Jiang Ming stammered to break the silence, "Can you wear clothes?"

212805 melted his body into the flowerpot of the plant, which was considered to be a cover for himself, but the request to show up was put forward by Jiang Ming. As an artificial intelligence, following orders is the best general rule, so he revealed another from the flowerpot. It's full of codes, and it's hard to tell whether it's the face or a head on the back of the head.

Jiang Ming: "..." Is Jinjiang's technical department here to retaliate against the society? !

212805 explained to Jiang Ming why he was naked, "Because my body is still in factory settings, the clothes I wear are also codes."

The question finally comes back to the normal steps of an AI meeting its master for the first time.

Jiang Ming exhaled invisibly, "Bring up the settings page."

After Jiang Ming's voice fell, a light screen appeared on his chest, which displayed the setting page.

He clicked on the [Gender] column, and the first thing that popped up was a line of prompts [Please respect the artificial intelligence's own choice].

Jiang Ming rested his hand on the words displayed on the light screen, moved his head slightly, looked at 212805, which seemed a little strange to be combined with the flowerpot, and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

There is no preface to this question, and there seems to be no afterword prompt. 212805 shrinks as the code of the eyes, as if thinking about how to answer this sentence.

After 5 seconds, 212805 replied: "Please give instructions."

It was the first time for Jiang Ming to face artificial intelligence alone. He used to communicate with people, so he was not very good at communicating with artificial intelligence.

When he speaks unclearly, the artificial intelligence cannot understand his meaning. At this time, the artificial intelligence can only dig out its own database and turn out "please give instructions.".

Jiang Ming didn't know that this sentence is a universal sentence that artificial intelligence can't answer questions. It's just like when people don't understand what others are saying, they say "I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

He only pretends that 212805 understands what he means, and has no objection to his next setting, and all follow the meaning of the king's instructions.

Jiang Ming nodded, "Then I will set it up."

Jiang Ming happily clicked on [Male], and after setting the gender, he looked at the aggrieved 212805 who was shrunk in the flower pot (in his opinion) and explained: "I am a boy, I cannot let a girl If the child lives with me, there will be a lot of trouble, such as I have to wear a shirt at home... and you agree that it is up to me to decide."

212805's voice was calm, without the ups and downs when he was pressuring for manuscripts, "Master, I always thought that I was a boy."

Jiang Ming: "..."

After each artificial intelligence is manufactured and leaves the factory, its personality and consciousness cannot be controlled by others. If the artificial intelligence subconsciously thinks that he is a girl, then even if the owner sets him as a male gender, he will be a person with cross-dressing obsessive male.

212805's subconscious gender is the same as that set by Jiang Ming, that is, the technical department did not install the correct voice for him when it left the factory.

It is awkward for a boy to say in a female voice that he thinks he is a boy.

Jiang Ming flicked the settings page up and down to find the [Sound] item. After clicking it, he thought it was an alternative, but he didn't expect the interface to ask him to enter the sound code.

Jiang Ming looked at the example, but he didn't understand it very well. He didn't understand it, and then clicked [Appearance], [Body], etc., and asked him to enter various codes.

Jiang Ming, who knew nothing about codes, felt that looking at the examples was like reading a bible, and he didn't know anything except that it was a book.

212805 has been waiting for him in the flowerpot, and the birdcage that has already been built has not been hung up.

After watching the example of voice code input twice, Jiang Ming gave up. He understood one thing: setting the body data of 212805 must manually enter a series of setting codes.

And because most of the authors in Jinjiang are women, so the examples are also women. The voice in the example seems to be an editor. Jiang Ming heard this voice when he contacted his editor.

He stretched out his hand to beckon, and said, "212805, come out of the flower pot and come into the back of the chair, and help me see how to make this setting?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again, Jiang Ming added: "Don't show your face, just extend your arms and help me enter the code."

212805 came over soon, and the voice came from behind Jiang Ming, "Master, I have a book on setting artificial intelligence codes here, you can read it."

Jiang Ming: "...I don't want to watch it."

Jiang Ming's studies in higher education are satisfactory in all subjects, except for programming... It's not counting that he failed in programming. He scored 7 points in the miserable 14-point test, and was teased all afternoon by his sister who scored [-] points in the test.

When the siblings returned home, they were mercilessly laughed at by their parents.

Jiang Ming has never been able to understand why a person who studies accounting should learn programming. This may be an eternal mystery.

Now it’s been almost a year since he graduated, and suddenly someone said to him sincerely and gentlemanly, please read the programming book...

Programming is the nightmare of Jiang Ming, a liberal arts brain!

However, 212805 didn't know about his painful past, and said sincerely: "I can't set my body data, this can only be set by you."

Jiang Ming knew this, and he was going to go back and ask the monitor. The monitor scored 93 points in programming that year, so it should be no problem to find him.

Jiang Ming: "Just put the book away by yourself, let me go out and ask someone."

212805 Insisting on your role as an assistive tool, standing your ground, "You've got a chapter left."

let him out.

It was the reason why Jiang Ming asked 212805 to come out for a chat in the first place, and it was also the topic he was going to talk about at the time, but was suddenly interrupted by [Settings], and now he is finally back on track.

Jiang Ming: "I've already added two chapters. Chapter 3 doesn't have to be completed today. Besides, you can see that my coding speed is 500 to 1000 words. Writing two chapters a day means that I have to sit on the You may not be able to finish writing in front of a desk for 6 hours, you know that sitting in one place for a long time is not good for your health.”

"Do you have any data about my past coding? Since I started coding for more than a month, I haven't coded 4000 words a day. This intensity has to be gradually increased, right, and the growth of seedlings will only reduce my story. quality."

Jiang Ming babbled to 212805, like an old lady, "Besides, I went to the company this morning to work overtime all morning, and when I came back, I stepped on more than 40 stairs. I will continue to work tomorrow to earn your electricity bill, so you can't do this." Squeeze your master, right. Don't worry that I will continue to be punished for the number of words, there are still two days before I will be punished for another chapter, and I will make up this chapter in these two days."

Under Jiang Mingdong's nagging with affection and reason, 212805 gave up his insistence, sent him out, and thoughtfully helped him put the salad bowl into the dishwasher.