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To this day, when I am in my thirties, I sometimes look back and find it unremarkable. I have been studying for more than 20 years and want to change my fate as a loser. However, due to the large population and huge competition, I am unable to adapt to the pace of reform and opening up. I have experienced the tragic fate of outstanding students in elementary school, middle school students in junior high school, and poor students in high school. It is getting worse and worse. The boy had excess hormones, was infatuated with his female classmate, and was competitive. However, he was mediocre in appearance, had no talent, no virtue, no good tongue, and did not please the opposite sex. He worked blindly for several years and returned disappointed. When I was in college, I was confused and didn't know what to do. Just like others, they cannot put their knowledge into practice, but they are complacent, think of themselves as angry youths, like to criticize, talk eloquently but do not take concrete actions, see what is in the picture, and generalize. He was bullied and bullied when he was young, he lost and won fights, his qualifications were mediocre and he didn't look like a genius. Having been loved by others also loves others, cherishing those who do not cherish oneself, cherishing those who cherish oneself and not cherishing others, and having the same virtue as many friends, there is no difference between others. If you occasionally achieve a little success, you will have countless fantasies that will keep you awake at night, and you will be stubborn. I have worked as a white-collar worker, in business, participated in demonstrations, scolded teachers, and contradicted leaders. It can be said that I have experienced everything and occasionally have something to talk about. However, the truth is clear to myself. Now I don't dare to be harsh on others. I can only torment myself. I don't seek to be famous in the world, but only seek to improve my current foundation and take care of the small things in front of me, even if there is no judgment behind me.

I am a semi-stray cat, why do I say semi-stray? Because I was constantly forced to change owners, and each owner had their own story and reasons for me to leave.

A country scholar, studying in a different place, was bullied, met his master by chance, learned martial arts, went against his original intention and embarked on the road of martial arts, met a mysterious boy again, and got involved in troubled times...