Copywriting: A young man from a certain city who was in power for a while was cold, arrogant and unruly. He didn't go to bars, didn't flirt with girls, had no friends, no social interactions, and no hobbies.
Um. . . . The only hobby that counts is eating.
What he thinks about and cares about every day is food, and when he sees food, there are little stars in his eyes.
Probably because he was too reserved, no one knew that he had such a fanatical love for food.
One day, he met a girl holding a small mountain potato, and from then on the communication between them became
"Woman, give me something to eat."
"Woman, give it to me."
"Woman, put down the food in your hands, and I can still spare your life."
"Woman, put down your food and become a Buddha immediately."