One day, Zhou Yanxiansen, a genius in logic, was chatting with Wang Wanwan.
Zhou Yan: Little Apple...
Wang Wanwan: Don't call me Little Apple...
Zhou Yan: "The musician Beethoven is a German." In this sentence, is the subject Zhou Yan?
Wang Wanwan: Zhou Yan...
Zhou Yan: How do you describe the whole sentence?
Wang Wanwan: The main item "Beethoven" belongs to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan: "All little apples are apples." In this sentence, is Zhou Yan the subject?
Wang Wanwan: Zhou Yan...
Zhou Yan: How do you describe the whole sentence?
Wang Wanwan: The little apple belongs to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan (satisfied): Yes, you are my little apple.
Wang Wanwan: I am Wang Wanwan! Not your little apple!
Zhou Yan (affectionately): Then, you are my big apple.
Wang Wanwan: convex
Zhou Yan: So, you are the big apple in my eyes.
Wang Wanwan (pretending to be dead): I don't understand! !
Zhou Yan: Then let me translate it in English, You are the apple of my eyes.
Wang Wanwan: You can still act like a gangster like this...