The love-hate relationship between a greasy-tongued social animal sales veteran, a cool and cool second-generation fool, and a super academic who was born into someone else's family. "I'm so stupid. Even if I starve to death or die from exhaustion, I won't eat a grain of rice or a mouthful of porridge from Nanhuiwei." It's really delicious, but it's late.
Intention: Since ancient times, bamboo horses cannot descend from heaven.