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"Nine miles and eighteen hills, little sister, sit on the slope. Looking ahead, the road is vast. When will you meet your lover?" Yang Runsheng's love song was rough but very chic. "My dear brother, I'm looking forward to my lover..." "Monkey, you sing well, you have to thank me as your master. Hurry up and give me a glass of water." "Donkey Salesman, have your dream, you are my master? Do you think you are the only one who can sing?" Although Monkey did not admit that Donkey Salesman was his master, he still handed the kettle to him.