Copywriter: Female version
"I am a woman who doesn't like the fireworks of the world." Shutong always introduces himself in this way. I don't eat food from common people.
Whenever someone questioned, she would take out her special rice paste and say, "Look! I'll eat this!"
"It looks like... Swill. It smells like it too."
"I heard that stinky tofu is also very delicious. They are not all the same." Shutong gnawed on the special steamed bun like a chinchilla.
Therefore, Shutong does not eat the fireworks of the world. She has the rare disease phenylketonuria and can only eat expensive special foods for the rest of her life. Shutong was precociously intelligent, but in the end he could not escape his fate.
If possible, she hopes -
Oh my God! Please give me a chance! Let me hold the money and die alone!
Male version:
Shutong once introduced to Wen Zhichun his standards for male gods.
"First of all, as a male god, you have to be perfect in everything but eight or nine. Secondly, you can only watch from a distance and don't play with me. The most important thing is that you don't like me. If you meet these three points, you are a male god."
"Oh," Wen Zhichun looked at her and smiled slightly, "Then I'm not a male god."
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