Don't Take Medicine Carelessly
A week flew by. That day, Wang Yue was at home coding, working on his own artificial intelligence. After all, it was like any other tool: once you got used to it, you felt the loss when it was suddenly gone.
Really, having an AI just meant he could slack off. However you looked at it, he still hadn't shaken his lazy nature. Whenever he got the chance, he wanted to lie back and do nothing.
Wang Yue was hard at work at home over the weekend when someone suddenly knocked on his door. He opened it and saw Qiao Yingzi standing there. He couldn't help wondering what had brought her over.
After all, Qiao Yingzi didn't have many chances to go out alone. He asked curiously, "Yingzi, what brings you here? Is something up?"
Qiao Yingzi discreetly pointed behind herself with her little finger, then cleared her throat and said solemnly, "Fang Yifan is moving today. He's moving into our complex. Do you want to come and see?"
Only after Yingzi's reminder did Wang Yue finally drag his attention away from her. He followed the direction of her finger and spotted Song Qian standing around the corner.
He hurriedly nodded politely to Song Qian, then smiled at Qiao Yingzi. "Sure. Let me get ready, and I'll be right over."
Qiao Yingzi thought Wang Yue was always so mysterious, like that Xiao Hei from some apartment building—he seemed to know and be able to do everything. Curious, she asked, "What good thing are you working on this time? I don't believe you're studying."
Before Wang Yue could explain, Song Qian said disapprovingly, "Yingzi, what are you talking about? Wang Yue got the highest score in his grade because he studied hard. You have to understand that