Being a Gunman in the Imperial Examination

The genius was deprived of his identity that day and could only take the exam in the name of someone else. He had an additional name: the gunman. The world slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, belittles me, despises me, and hates me. I will never tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, tolerate him, respect him, If I were a gun, I would also poke the sky! Tearing away the shady curtain, the new officialdom emerges. Intention: Born from dust, we should also look towards the sunshine and strive to grow.