Copywriting one: Ji Qingli's life could not be simpler. Every day he could sit on his balcony, enjoy the breeze, drink tea, face the morning light, lie on the tatami with his eyes closed, and feel the bustle and bustle of the world. Well, to put it bluntly, it's like eating old age. However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny. A child without a father and a mother spends all day dreaming. However, this girl who can step on dog poop when going out, be hit by potted plants when walking on the street, and eat flies when eating breakfast, meets One thing that made her feel that all the unlucky things she had experienced in the past 22 years were none of them. After she failed to find a job again, she said to the smiling Grandpa Sun in the sky, "Fuck, God, do I owe you tens of billions, so that my life is spent in mold." Bang bang, thunder rolled in the sky, and the noisy street suddenly became deserted. The world changed, and the arrival of the two little fairies made Ji Qingli's life go on a moldy road forever.
Copy 2: Ji Qingli: Lord God, do you think this strength is good?
Huaxi Divine Lord: Very good!
Ji Qingli muttered: Very good, very good, it's not you who contributed, of course it's good
Lord Huaxi glanced at him: Well, delay it for an hour.
Ji Qingli's eyes widened: You. . . . . .
Intention: After the floating clouds say goodbye, the water will flow for thousands of years, and it will flow for three thousand years, just because of you, just for you, and only love you.