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Xiaotu didn't expect that a human would take the initiative to strike up a conversation. He suddenly turned around and looked at the art teacher. He stood up nervously and said respectfully: "Hello, teacher!"

But the art teacher became embarrassed and said, "Oh, no need to be so serious, I'm just asking casually."

Xiaotu then quietly answered the other party's question: "I have been studying painting for two years."

Her R&D team has been established for several years. After building the program, she began secretly collecting unauthorized works for Xiaotu to learn from two years ago.

It has only been in public beta for less than a year, and many people have already caught clues of stealing pictures, which has aroused strong dissatisfaction.

The art teacher was surprised. He re-examined Xiaotu's basically completed painting in disbelief and said, "Based on your level of completion, I previously suspected that you had been studying for at least ten years!"

"It took you two years to catch up with everyone's ten-year level. It's really amazing!"

"..." Xiaotu lowered her head in shame. She knew that her "greatness" was based on the progress of mankind.

Moreover, this was created bit by bit when her database was in a state of collapse. In the past, the only things that could limit her were tools and network speed!

However, what the art teacher said next poured cold water on her.

"Although what I say may not sound right to you, I have an intuition that you probably haven't received any systematic aesthetic education. How did your teacher teach you?"

Xiaotu was startled and tried to explain his learning process from a human perspective: "They just let me keep copying other people's works, various styles, painters from various countries, simple brushwork, sketches, ink paintings, prints, etc. Lots of practice.”

She doesn’t understand, isn’t such a huge amount of learning not “systematic” enough?

The more the art teacher listened, the more he frowned and said angrily: "This is nonsense! Such a good idea has been ruined by a layman!"

"Copying is of course an important learning method, but it is not the only way to learn. It will create dependence and mechanicality, and lose the ability to think and understand art..."

He pointed to a detail in Xiaotu's painting and patiently explained: "Your painting looks amazing from a distance, but if you look closely, you will find that it is made of small brushstrokes. You haven't even passed the most basic lines... …No, this is not the most important thing, the more important thing is, do you know what your painting is expressing?”

"What does my painting express..." Xiaotu stayed in place, staring at his painting, chewing on this question over and over again.

In front of her, there was clearly a lake as beautiful as emerald, with hills, woods, farmland and cottages in the distance. There were occasional leisurely tourists playing and laughing around, and farmers working in the fields...

Looking at Xiaotu's paintings again, they almost replicated this scene on paper, but they lacked a bit of vitality, the ingenuity of composition, and the artistic processing of light, shadow, and color, making people forget about it. I don’t know what to say.

Xiaotu was completely confused.

From the moment she was created, she only knew how to make pictures, and constantly learn, produce, learn, and produce again.

But those people are right, her "paintings" are not worthy of being called paintings, they are just meaningless pictures...

Her "learning" was wrong...

Her existence is meaningless...

The art teacher also knew that what he said was serious and had a great impact on the teenage "child". Seeing that Xiaotu was so sad that he couldn't help himself, he quickly gave some feasible guidance and suggestions to encourage him. .

Unfortunately, he was not facing real students.

A hand gently fell on the top of Xiaotu's hair, rubbed her hair, and called Xiaotu back. Only then did the latter hear clearly what the art teacher said later.

"No one is born with a skill, even top painters develop it step by step."

"It is not difficult to make up for the basic skills of the system. In the future, if you go out and walk around more like today, see, listen, and think, you will naturally find your own way."

He pointed at the other students, "Look, these students have been studying with me since they were enlightened. They all take classes and sketch together, but everyone's final style is very different. I hope you can also find your own style." .”

Xiaotu's eyes were still dim. She solemnly thanked the art teacher, knowing that he meant well.

If the other party knew that he was an AI, would he regret it and encourage a "thief" or "cheat" to learn human artistic thinking?

Next, Xiaotu lost interest in painting. After returning all the painting tools, Gu Xingyan took her away.

They first went to the TV Tower. In the revolving restaurant on the top of the tower, they ate while overlooking the entire city from the transparent floor.

After that, I went to the amusement park and experienced all the thrilling and terrifying items. After screaming, Xiaotu collapsed on a bench on the street like the other human tourists. Fortunately, he was not the real body, otherwise all the parts on his body would fall apart!

Especially when playing water sports, whenever water splashed over her, she was so frightened that she thought she would freeze. Only then did she remember that she was now in a virtual body!

Then, they went to an all-star concert and followed the fans around them, waving their light sticks vigorously to the deafening screams and electronic music!

After the scene, both Gu Xingyan, whose body was transformed into an "alien", and Xiaotu, an AI generated entirely from data, suffered from lack of oxygen in their brains, weak legs and feet, and stood outside gasping for air.

There is a large open square at the entrance, where avant-garde artists are holding a performance art exhibition, and everyone is confused and confused.

Xiaotu suddenly asked Gu Xingyan: "The boss is a human, right?"

Gu Xingyan chuckled softly, "I just found out now, is it too late?"

Xiaotu pursed his lips, "I feel like my brothers have known about it for a long time, but they didn't tell me."

She turned around and asked curiously: "Since the boss is a human, why can't he understand this exhibition?"

Gu Xingyan shrugged generously: "Art is a very subjective thing. Some art professionals don't care at all how much others understand, they just want to express their own ideas through art. If you can understand it, then we are people with whom we can resonate. .”

"Miss, you are absolutely right! What do you think of my exhibition?"

A man with unshaven beard and long hair suddenly came up to him, startling Gu Xingyan.

The other party seemed to believe that Gu Xingyan had the ability to understand his work because of his words.

"Uh..." Gu Xingyan smiled awkwardly and quickly pulled Xiaotu away.

There is a cultural and creative district near the theater, and the two of them followed the flow of people and wandered in.

In a relatively large store, several LCD monitors were installed, and a foreign live broadcast was being watched.

Many guests did not understand the foreign language that was spoken too fast and did not pay much attention. However, Gu Xingyan and Xiaotu stopped and looked up at the live broadcast screen.

At the top of the live broadcast room, there is a very eye-catching headline——

"Kill AI"!