Cheng Ziang doesn't understand why there are so many social terrorists in the world? What are they afraid of?
Xie Jiabing: I'm afraid of social terrorists like you!
Xie Jiabing is a social horror writer, but after a car accident one day, he traveled to the scene of a talent show.
He was panicked because he was sitting in the C seat.
His body was shaking like chaff, and when he wanted to secretly change positions, he was hugged back by the princess next to him.
Xie Jiabing: He vomited blood, destroy it.
The super invincible Jilai Ming Ziang extended an invitation to be friends to the flower of the high mountain beside him.
Cheng Ziang: Hello, my name is Cheng Ziang.
Xie Jiabing, who does not distinguish between front and back nasal sounds and tongue twisting sounds: King of razor clams?
Cheng Ziang: That must be the super-large razor clam king.
Xie Jiabing: Call the police! Take this pornographic guy out and hack him to death!
On the first day when Cheng Ziang, a northern man, and Xie Jiabing, a handsome southern boy, met, they invited them to take a bath together.
Xie Jiabing: No. (Inner OS: Are you being a gangster? I'm calling the police!)
Then he was pressed hard and given a bath.
Xie Jiabing: What a shame! Call the police!
Real is upright and super self-professed
Intention: Face your fears and accept yourself. Social fear becomes self-confidence, lead an inspirational life
