An 18th-tier artist may not be as good as a small artist. He did "bad things" again and again, and it affected someone again and again. Someone finally got angry and said: "Get out!" The voice was not loud, but everyone could hear the anger. The young artist Mozhou shook his head unconsciously: I Oh my god, I seem to have done something great! However, at this time, Mozhou was facing high-intensity pressure, and his calves refused to obey him. He almost knelt down, let alone ran away! Mozhou: "Xiao Yanzi, help me!!!" Someone: I have a headache.