Death Is Knocking on My Door

The entire universe is built on absurdity. If it is not absurd, there is nothing. Copywriting 1 Yanshu is a rock and roll man who has done too many immoral things and is visited by the God of Death. I thought my life was doomed, but I was shocked to find that the seemingly cold-blooded God of Death was actually a straight-headed piece of wood. Not only did he have no common sense in life, he knew nothing about the world... He was also mute and could not speak. The most important thing is that Lord Death is illiterate and has 0 academic qualifications. How can this be done? ! So, Yan Da's lead singer bought a school bag and stationery for the god of death, and sent him to elementary school to receive nine years of compulsory education. From then on, the God of Death became busier and busier. During the day, he had to study Chinese Pinyin, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division at school, and at night he put on a robe and went to harvest human lives. Even on rare weekends, he had to go to Shang Yan Shu Bao's drum tutoring class. Life is not easy, the God of Death sighs. * Once, Yan Shu took the God of Death to a band dinner, and went to the bathroom in the middle. When he came back, he heard the band's guitarist outside the door asking the God of Death—— "You have known our lead singer for so long, do you know his name?" Yan Shu was about to go in and explain that he couldn't speak. As soon as he turned the doorknob, he heard a clear, smooth voice from inside the house—— "I don't know," Lord Death, who had never said a word to him, spoke up and asked gently, "What's his name?" ... The next second, the frustrated lead singer Yan Da kicked open the door with a bang. "What's my name? You fucking listen," Yan Shu said with a gloomy face, full of anger: "I call the world a murderer!" Later—— Lord Death went out to run "business" in the middle of the night and got lost. He squatted on the side of the road with a serious look on his face, waiting for Yanshu to pick him up. People passing by mistakenly thought that this handsome guy was out of his mind, so they came over and asked, "Are you lost?" Death nodded expressionlessly. Passerby: "Is there an emergency contact? Do you remember his name?" Death: "Remember." A passerby took out his mobile phone and called 110 and asked, "What's his name?" Lord Death raised his head and said seriously: "He calls the world a murderer." -------------------------------------------------------- Copywriting 2 Yanshu, the lead singer of Tidal Band, is a sensation in the rock circle—— His musical talent is astonishing, and he shocked the entire rock circle with one album, but he himself is a dandy who compares himself to the dirt. He has paid 2,580,000 yuan, and he can't even spit out ivory from a dog's mouth - he even scolds himself when he writes songs. Despite this, there are still a lot of music fans who are crazy about it. When the band participated in a competition, the members were introduced, and the profiles of other musicians were filled with details about how many awards they had won, their masterpieces, etc... Only Yan Da's lead singer's profile has only contained four concise and concise words since his debut—— "Like butterflies." As a result, music fans spontaneously responded with "butterflies" as their support. Every time the band performed, butterflies would fly all over the sky amid Yan Shu's deep, magnetic voice. Later, the band's drummer retired and the new drummer performed on stage for the first time. As is customary, biographies of the musicians are shown before the appearance. Yanshu's introduction was still unsurprisingly "Like butterflies", and in the position of the new drummer, Death sat there quietly. The moment his introduction appeared, after a brief silence, the entire rolling circle started to boil. There are only two words in the introduction—— "Butterfly." ————————— "There are actually many places in this world that I miss - the moonlight in midsummer, the waves of wheat under heavy rain, the rosy sunset, and the uneven texture direction on human palms. ... But everything is inferior to being on the road to the execution ground with you. " ---------------- Attack: The sweet-mouthed philosopher, rock singer, and old father Recipes: The emotionless God of Death, drummer, and daddy's great son —————— The copy was not carefully edited, it was just a rough outline, but the story is a bit romantic. The God of Death guarding the old castle fell in love with a butterfly specimen that had been sleeping on the wall for hundreds of millions of years. The entries are: castle, castle guard, butterfly specimen, dusk, birds, band, rose, death Purpose: Pay attention to the healthy physical and mental growth of children