Meimeijiang: Isn't this Qian? Why aren't you active in Qitan and wandering around here?
Qian: It's hard to describe in one word! Think about the seven altars, where literature has soared and martial arts have preserved me! It just so happens that Qian is both civilized and martial! Wen can write posts, Wu can create a family! His words are humorous and enviable, and he is very handsome. What will happen if he grows up later?
Meimeijiang: attract the wind!
Qian: What can't be accommodated in a mountain?
Meimeijiang: Erhu!
Qian: That's right! Lao Qian is both civil and military! Later, Lao Qian was ostracized again, just kidding! Who is Lao Qian? I think back then, eighteen years ago, I...
Meimeijiang: Okay, okay, I'm only seventeen years old, it was eighteen years ago, let's be serious!
Qian: Lao Qian just made people jealous, then walked out, and then started talking nonsense to you! Qian is in trouble, and Brother Carl doesn't save Qian, (whispers: Bah, what about Brother Carl...) So that's it!
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Qian: I gradually like to think about laughing things all day long. Everyone laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others who can't see through it... I blow up! Plane! Straight! Grab the landlord! Three belts and one! Double tip! Top! King! Little king! Haha~
Mo Lihua: Don't be crazy, what are you doing, be careful that I have usurped the throne.
Qian: I pity you as a talented person and want to keep you, but if you are still stubborn and want to usurp the throne, I will have no choice but to deal with you! (Why was "Qian" replaced by "I"?)
[End, just nonsense.]
