I was heartbroken with grief: "God, why don't you open your eyes? How come all bad things have happened to me!" I looked at the crowd downstairs, and I felt like dying. I had no choice but to sing: "Night Shanghai, Night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps..." I instinctively found a place to look and relax, but I found that my discernment was about to see through me... Well, this uncle, I really am not selling my body but my art! !