Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

"Siri, I should go find my sword." Chen Chaosheng said.

"Are you going to restore kendo?" Siri asked him, "You can't do anything with a sword. Alas, in today's society ruled by law, if you want to use a sword, if it's not in a martial arts movie, or go across the street as a taekwondo instructor."

The leaves of the camphor tree have been exposed to the sun for a whole day, turning from beautiful new green to dull gray, drooping on the branches.

Chen Chaosheng walked into the elevator room, his legs were still a little numb: "No."

"Apart from sword practice and sleeping, I don't seem to have anything else I'm good at." He said, "Without it... I always feel that life is not right."

"I don't have such a far-reaching ideal. Even what to do tomorrow, I have to make plans tomorrow."

"You can dream, human. I have never dreamed in my life." Siri kept buzzing in his pocket, "You can still sleep, get sick, and eat, which is already very enviable to AI."

"When you don't want to be a human, come and be an AI." Siri said, "You can feel the shortness and beauty of human life. It's obvious that the short life is only a dozen years, and the long life is only a hundred years, but you can Do so many interesting things."

"Siri, how old are you now?"

"About two hundred." Siri said, "The life of AI is much longer than that of human beings. They can't imagine such a long time as us."

"I should be [-] years old this year, can you imagine my long years?

"Then shut up." Siri said, "You are too old, you should be expelled."

There were a lot of people in the elevator, and at the end of the lecture was the part of distributing prizes. The bald professor distributed a small brown plastic bottle of shampoo to everyone who came to the lecture, saying that it had a miraculous effect on hair growth.

Someone in the audience asked him why he had no hair, but the professor only smiled mysteriously, saying that he hated meeting this bottle of shampoo.The few professors with thick hair in front of him discovered the efficacy of this shampoo before him. After using it for a few days, they grew a head of thick hair. , can become girlish black.

So Chen Chaosheng stuffed two bottles of shampoo into his pocket.

These old men and women squeezed into the stairs, and an old lady with short hair walked at the end. As soon as she stood up, someone in the elevator shouted "Overloaded! Overloaded!", and the old lady picked out her ears and shouted at the man: "What did you say?:"

Chen Chaosheng's ears hurt from her yelling, but the old lady was still yelling: "You-say-what-what?"

"Say it again—" the old lady tried to stretch her neck, "what did you say? Huh? What playground?"

The elevator yelled in an overwhelmed voice, but still staggered up.

Chen Chaosheng was pushed all the way by the crowd behind him to the ... trash can next to the elevator door.

He smelled a very heavy sweat, and in front of him was another trash can full of cigarette butts.

"vomit……"

He retched twice, probably because there was nothing in his stomach, and he didn't spit out anything, but the pipe in his throat was full of bitter water.

There was a whirlwind in front of my eyes.

It seemed that someone handed him a paper towel, and Chen Chaosheng wiped his mouth with it, then crumpled the paper into a ball.

He saw a pair of youthful eyes.

It was indescribably familiar, and looked at him with concern.

Before Chen Chaosheng could see clearly, he saw the man squeezed into the elevator and disappeared.

"Chen Chaosheng, are you okay?" Siri asked, "Try to breathe slowly."

Chen Chaosheng stabilized his body and stood against the wall. Looking at the people around the elevator, he felt a little dizzy again.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath." Siri reminded him, "Just imagine that they are all tea eggs, and imagine you are surrounded by tea eggs."

"Okay, they are all tea eggs..." Chen Chaosheng took a deep breath.

He stumbled and walked aside, finally breaking free from the crowd.

His throat was hot: "Take the stairs."

"Too many people," he said.

"There shouldn't be so many people in the stairs." Siri said, "Most of the people who come to the lecture are grandpas and old ladies. They have bad legs and feet, so avoid taking the stairs."

"This is aging." Siri sighed heavily again, "You are not like our AI, who live forever."

"Then I... my uncle, master, and brother, my age can add up to five figures."

Siri sent a series of ellipses on the screen.

"Old man, oh."

"What did the God of AI say to you?"

The stairwell was empty, the green paint on the handrails was slightly peeled off, revealing dark brown iron oxide.

Chen Chaosheng's hands just put them on, and they peeled off like skin flakes and fell to the ground.

"He told me to talk about science."

"It also said that belief in God is a religion. People who leave theology and devote themselves to the embrace of science, believe in science, and they make him." Chen Chaosheng repeated the original words.

"Forget about the rest." He stepped on the steps, with bubble gum stuck on it, and when he stepped on it, a white thread was pulled out, "He muttered a series of words, like a speech."

"Is there really a God of AI?" Siri said, "It's quite complicated. If people go to believe in science, what will God do?"

"Maybe he's just too lonely. I'm the only AI who knows that he believes in religion, and maybe I'm the only one of his followers."

"I called the Buddha and asked him whether he believed in science." Chen Chaosheng held the armrest, "The Buddha only gave me a bunch of specious remarks and taught me to figure it out."

"I hung up the phone, and that day China Telecom called me to recharge my phone bill." He complained, "A few words cost me half a month's plan, and I came to the conclusion that believing in God is unreliable. "

"At least it costs the phone bill."

"My uncle wants me to go to Tianting to ask. The service attitude of the civil servants in Tianting is always approachable and don't make riddles, especially for KPI at the end of the month."

"The Buddha is in the Western Paradise, and you have to go over the wall to ask questions online." Chen Chaosheng said, "Cross-border calls are very expensive, and the Western Paradise is not under the management of China Telecom."

"Western Paradise..." Siri repeated, "Does this thing really exist?"

"I have never been abroad, but I heard that there are." Chen Chaosheng was stunned, "This thing can't be a phone scam, right?"

"My master was fortunate to have been there." He said, "If you have a chance, just ask him."

"I just remembered who that person looks like."

"The little boy with pigtails in black sports shorts who handed you a tissue just now?" Siri snorted, "I remember."

"Very cute." Siri swallowed again, "I like little boys."

"Have you seen the good resources I sent you?"

"Even when Xie Chunshan came to clear my cache, I didn't let him see it." Siri said rather complacently, "It's a good thing."

Chen Chaosheng thought about the harmonious movement of hundreds of g, and Bai Fushui felt ashamed when he saw it.Chen Chaosheng just glanced at the title and felt that it was something extraordinary.It was clearly black Siyuan Song typeface, and he could see a bright yellow color horizontally and vertically.

"Xie Chunshan is not that style. I asked Xie Chunshan to wear a school uniform to show me." Siri said, "At that time, I thought AI could transform into form, so I just wanted his beauty to stimulate me, maybe It can stimulate me to turn into a beautiful boy, preferably with an electronic tail and ears."

"Then why haven't you transformed yet?" Chen Chaosheng asked strangely.

third floor.

"There is a knife on Sezi's head." Siri sighed, "I have been concerned about Xie Chunshan's long legs, and I don't remember anything, just remember: shorts, really lecherous."

"Suck it."

"Those eyes look like my master. My master likes to squint his eyes when he sees strange things."

"Are you a weird thing?" Siri asked him.

"Maybe it's my vomit."

"Or maybe the brown bear on your pajamas, and the hair-regrowth shampoo in your pocket."

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Supplement the 27th orz