On the high-speed train during the Spring Festival, I was knocked unconscious after eating bamboo shoots peeled by the uncle next to me. When I woke up, I was in the bamboo forest of my hometown, and was used as a tool by human traffickers. Little did they know that I was a giant panda who had become a spirit, or a national treasure who had been admitted to university and had avenged a kidnapped girl. Faced with the beatings and scoldings of human traffickers and the selection of buyers, I pretended to be submissive, but during the transaction, I suddenly grabbed the money and resisted. With the strength of the panda spirit, I was ready to escape. But how could these traffickers and buyers give up, and how could I get rid of them completely?
