Chen Yiwen approached with bubbling enthusiasm.
"Come on, chat," Chen Yiwen chimed in. "I'm telling you, after the updates, this thing has gotten insanely good at getting under your skin!"
Truth be told, Tan Jingrong was actually quite envious of Chen Yiwen and Su Mucheng. And of course, he still didn't know that Su Mucheng was the sponsor of the project. Nobody in the research group talked about it. He merely thought Su Mucheng got involved in the project because she was Qiao Ze's girlfriend.
"Hello!"
"Hello to you too."
"Nice weather we're having today."
"Aren't you boring! Do you think I don't know how to locate or access the weather forecast?"
Tan Jingrong turned to glance at Chen Yiwen, feeling that this natural language dialogue system indeed seemed different. It never used to respond like that; it felt more dynamic, perhaps?
After some thought, Tan Jingrong replied by the book, "I'm indeed not very good at chatting. Do you have any suggestions?"