Zhu Qi feels that life is a big mash-up of songs, lyrical, cheerful, sad... All the songs are strung together, and Ding Yi is where he is in this mash-up song, constantly spitting out his vicious rap, like a pea shooter, shooting "chu chu chu".
"I'm not." (￣.￣)
"Then what are you?" ⊙?⊙
"I am the staff, watching you happily compose the notes on it."
"Ding Yi, did you fall into Grandma Ding's old pickled cabbage jar? What you said is so sour~" ⊙_⌒
"No, my soul has penetrated."
"You peeked at my novel again?"
"I need to keep track of my girlfriend's thoughts at all times."…
Intention: Excellence and happiness are essentially the same. They both require practice and hard work.