"Master, master, why are you slacking off again?"
"What, I'm going to submit an article; what are you kiddos doing here instead of practicing?!"
"What? You, old man, still want to submit articles? Isn't this a place where handsome men and women go?"
"... Why can't I go? Isn't this why I want to change my clothes and take care of your growth?"
"Yes, yes... Master is right."
"Okay, come here and take a look, how to fill this place?"
"Master, you are really an ancient person from the last century. How can you write like this?"
"Quickly, look at what you need to fill in this column."
"... Beautiful fantasy, youthful daily life, funny complaints... Cute transformation..."
"How about it? Which one is better?"
"Master... I'll tell you the truth... Our feelings are not related. You see, this is a lack of imagination and it's not funny... You are too old and you are not youthful at all..."
'Bang'
After the apprentice flew out of the window, the master clicked on the daily routine of youth without hesitation.
"Well, that's great; it shows that I'm still young, and... I don't like false truths."
The master made tea and drank it leisurely.
Intention: Read life, write life; there are always things that don't go your way, and there are always fates you want to change; but what is the essence? It should still be you.