As long as 998 old Gong takes home

"Qiao Yu, do you know, who bought an AI again!"

"Oh, really." Qiao Yu held the pen expressionlessly, drawing something on the book following the teacher's lecture on the stage, with a very perfunctory tone.But this did not affect the enthusiasm of the students for chatting, and continued to say: "The third station, that is the third station."

"...What does he buy so much for?"

"Make money," the classmate said, "I think it's money, that is, renting it out to work. Three AIs, one month's tuition and living expenses must be more than enough."

This is not a strange story—Qiao Yu has heard it a long time ago. For example, when the master is working or studying outside, the AI ​​is idle at home. Why not go to some shops to work part-time and earn some extra money.This is very common in the middle class in the circle, as for the upper class...they can't afford to do it for a little money.

Qiao Yu has seen on the Internet that rich people treat AI like dolls, and a dozen of them are placed in mansions, completely replacing servants.

The servant may be distracted, or may be motivated by money, but AI will not.In a sense, an emotionless machine is more reassuring to use than a human.

Before 998 entered the door, Qiao Yu also thought that he would save money to buy a well-behaved AI, not to mention how much money it could help him, at least it would save him one or two part-time jobs, so that he would not be so tired.The "so who" the chatty classmate said was sitting not far in front of them, and his name was Xiang Ying.He was lying on the table, as if asleep.

Qiao Yu is an art major. He wanted to study comics, but he missed the school he wanted by one point in the college entrance examination. In the end, he could only apply for this school that did not have a major in comics.He was forced to choose a design major, and none of the classmates around him seemed to have a soft spot for design, and all of them were listless in class.Especially in today's art history class, not many people came, and I'm afraid I can't find one or two people who listened.

Qiao Yu didn't say a word, and the classmate glanced at his book: "Study so seriously... Hey, I thought I was taking notes."

Qiao Yu, who looks very studious, is actually drawing on the blank pages of the book.

He was a little bored, so he drew a piece of 998; in the eyes of his classmates, this is not the case—"Who is this, a comic character? Or is it your crush?"

Qiao Yu put down the pen and turned over a page: "This is the new AI I bought."

"When did you buy it..."

"some days ago."

"That's great, I want to buy it too..." the classmate complained, "But my parents refused to buy another one, saying that they already have one at home....The meaning is different, my own AI and the AI ​​at home ,Why."

——What kind of extravagant speech is this.

"...You can buy it after graduation to live by yourself." Qiao Yu continued perfunctorily.

The relationship between him and his classmates is at the level of "just acquaintance"; most people in the school are residents of the inner circle, and few people are poor outsiders like Qiao Yu.First of all, the tuition fees here are not cheap, and secondly, there are universities outside the circle that you can go to.Therefore, Qiao Yu didn't intend to tell this classmate about her troubles, but just asked casually, "Where is your AI number?"

"Face, isn't this a rule?"

"What rules."

"Of course the AI's number is on the face," the classmate said, "otherwise it wouldn't be any different from humans.... Isn't your AI's number on the face?"

"...not."

"Hey, the AI ​​I've seen is all on the face..."

Just then, the get out of class bell rang.Qiao Yu quickly put away the book, stuffed it into his bag, and checked the time while getting up.He has a tight schedule, and immediately rushes to a part-time job after class, just for the 150% higher hourly salary in the circle.

"Wait a minute..." "Sorry, I'm in a hurry." The classmates seemed to be chatting with each other, but it was a pity that Qiao Yu was very straightforward, "See you tomorrow."

"...Then see you tomorrow."

He walked out of the teaching building along with the crowd after class, and walked towards the school gate.In fact, apart from always thinking about the 998 at home, Qiao Yu's life has not changed much.He is still very busy, too busy to have time for love and entertainment, too busy to even take a shower after returning home from a part-time job, let alone other things.

Who knew that when he was about to step out of the school gate, a person would catch up behind him.

"Wait a minute, Qiao Yu..."

Qiao Yu turned her head and glanced, it turned out to be Xiang Ying.

Although they are classmates, they have never spoken to each other.Xiang Ying is a bit withdrawn, it seems that he has never seen him chatting with his classmates; that's why the classmates talk about him casually.According to legend, the autistic child who bought three AIs suddenly came to talk to him, which surprised Qiao Yu a little.

"...what's the matter?" Qiao Yu asked.

Xiang Ying followed and walked beside him: "...I heard you say in class that your AI number is not on your face."

"Yes."

"Did he come to school with you?" Xiang Ying asked.

Since the humanoid AI has become a standard configuration in the family, many parents have entrusted the AI ​​with the task of taking their children to and from school, and many adults who are afraid of loneliness like AI to accompany them as much as possible; therefore, most public places There is a dedicated area for the AI ​​to wait for the master.

"No," Qiao Yu said, "I'm going to return the product."

"why……"

"It's hard to say." Qiao Yu looked at the time again, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry, let's talk about it next time."

He was about to quicken his pace, but Xiang Ying suddenly pulled him back.The other party flashed his ID and said, "Leave a contact information... If you have any questions about AI, maybe you can ask me."

"..."

The other party spoke very politely, but his attitude was a bit tough.

Qiao Yu was afraid of trouble, and even more afraid of deducting wages for being late.He nodded simply, raised his hand and touched the other party's ID with his ID.

The voice of the recognizer rang, but Qiao Yu didn't have time to confirm these, he just waved his hand hastily: "Tell me later."