When Ying Zheng was three years old, his father and his father ran away.
He held a little black panther dug out of the soil and basked in the moon all night.
When he was nine years old, Ying Zheng was buried in the sand by someone (!) And saved his life. He began to work hard to fall in love with someone (!) And kill each other (..)
When I was thirteen years old,
"I said, you are already the King of Qin, right!?"
"..."
So when can I eat chili? Ah? ! "
". . . "
"Say! "
"Chili doesn't taste good, let's eat steamed buns! "
So I started eating steamed buns and walking...