Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

Spoiling for a while, coaxing people into the crematorium.

Ye Baiyi had a good time eating and drinking, and played hooligans in various ways, he was very swollen.

But Xiao Yi continued to exclude him, and she would refuse to admit this virtuous Ye Baiyi.

"..." Xiao Yi curled up in a ball at the corner of the bed, nibbled on an apple with a cold expression on her face, she ate very little, and chewed quietly, much more elegantly than Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi didn't receive feedback on all kinds of posts, Xiaoyi passively resisted, hugging her knees and ignoring them.

During menstruation, she was depressed, and then Ye Baiyi played tricks on her and robbed her of food.

Xiaoyi: Maomao is depressed.

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The madam who pissed her off wanted to coax her, but Ye Baiyi withdrew his hand thoughtfully, his brain spinning crazily.

After severely injuring his teammates twice in the past, Ye Baiyi has actually had two experiences of coaxing people, and both were successful.He has a clever mind, and actually has a lot of ghost ideas. If he sincerely wants to coax someone, he usually won't go to the crematorium.

It is definitely useless to stick stickers blindly. Untie the bell and replace the person who needs to tie the bell.

Xiaoyi got angry because he robbed her of food, so to be honest, he should let her have a good meal too.

Ye Baiyi left the bedroom and went to the kitchen.

The bamboo basket on the ground still contained Xiao Yi's unused raw materials, as well as a few mandarin fishes. Ye Baiyi picked and picked, picked up some plump fungi, then got up to fetch water from the casserole and started washing vegetables.

Ye Baiyi has no experience in cooking, he only knows how to eat, and he doesn't even have a recipe, so he can't follow the recipe.

He started cooking randomly, starting by chopping the mushrooms.

Then slice the mandarin fish into slices and chop them into shreds.

He felt that Xiao Yi was so weak that he probably didn't want to chew anything.

Ye Baiyi has great strength and exquisite craftsmanship. His hands are the hands of a martial arts talent.

Swinging the dragon's back can open mountains and cut off streams, and unarmed can produce white blades.

With mere cooking utensils in hand, only he can't think of it, and he can't do it without him.

Ye Baiyi dared to think, and even more dared to do it. He firmly believed that sincerity and sincerity would lead to spirituality, so he spent about a quarter of a stick of incense chopping up a mandarin fish: "Boom, boom, boom..."

He believes that this soup will be very nourishing.

But after chopping up the fish, Ye Baiyi smelled it, and felt that it smelled like a river, and there seemed to be some thorns in it.

What should I do... Ye Baiyi hesitated for a moment, wondering if his steps were wrong.

...Perhaps the thorns should be removed first, then the fishy smell should be removed, and finally chopped? ? ?

"..." Ye Baiyi felt at a loss when faced with a blind spot of knowledge.

But the matter has come to this point, even if there is a problem with the steps, Ye Baiyi can't go back and start all over again.

If it's a big deal, just take a detour, it's not a big problem.

Ye Baiyi poured the minced mushrooms and minced fish meat into a bowl, poured water to wash it, and used a posture similar to washing rice, then poured ginger slices and cooking wine, stretched in with a big hand, and stirred there like a cement mixer.

The juice in the bowl gradually became cloudy, with a faint fishy smell and white foam.

Ye Baiyi stirred for a while, then gave a "tsk", put down the bowl and began to chop chopped green onions.

dong dong dong...

"...Senior Ye, what are you doing?" Xiao Yi appeared behind him.

She leaned on the door frame with one hand, and after listening to the noise from the kitchen for a long time, she finally couldn't bear it and came over to check the situation.

"I'll make some fish soup for you!" Ye Baiyi said proudly.

Successfully attracting Madam's attention, Ye Baiyi ostentatiously poured a pot of raw materials into the sky, pouring a gorgeous parabola into the casserole accurately.

"??????"

Xiao Yi was stunned but didn't understand what was inside.

Xiao Yi froze there, Ye Baiyi put the casserole on the fire and started cooking.

Then he grabbed a handful of pepper powder and sprinkled it casually in the casserole: "Fish bone mushroom soup." He couldn't pick out all the fish bones in the end, but this should be more nutritious and promote bone development.

The pot is on the fire, and the smell is released after heating. It is full of cooking wine and ginger.

Ye Baiyi didn't know at all that the deodorization of fish should be done before putting it into the pot, and the things used for deodorization should definitely not appear in large quantities in the finished dishes, otherwise the taste of the fish will be lost.

Xiaoyi sniffed it twice, feeling that she had completely lost her appetite: "Senior Ye, I'm not hungry anymore, stop cooking."

"I'm already stewed! You are weak, and you need this." Ye Baiyi didn't want her to be polite to him, so he worked hard on a big meal just to let her have a good meal.

Xiao Yi: "..." It is precisely because she is weak that she doesn't need this.

Xiao Yi was silent for a while, walked over to get a spoon, stirred the soup in the pot a little, and then fished out all the ginger slices.

The fish and mushrooms are no longer formed, only the ginger slices can be caught. Xiaoyi put the ginger slices in her mouth, frowned and chewed: "This taste is still okay." If nothing else, Ye Baiyi originally The resulting recipe might be ginger soup, with the rest, such as fish and mushrooms, as secondary ingredients.

The alcohol content of the cooking wine will evaporate with the boiling of the water. Xiaoyi watched the pot of soup, thought about it, poured the ginger slices in again, and then poured in two tablespoons of sugar, so that it was really qualified The ginger soup was made.

"...Why?" Ye Baiyi opened his eyes wide and watched her operate, feeling that he couldn't find his way.

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The soup is finished cooking.Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi sat opposite each other at the table.

In front of each person was a bowl of steaming brown-yellow things.

The mushroom and fish bone fragments have completely disappeared, they are too small and fragile, and have become sediment and impurities.

Xiaoyi used a piece of cloth to filter the whole pot of soup, leaving only the portion that could be tasted.

Xiaoyi: "..."

Ye Baiyi: "..." He gradually understood everything.

The taste of this thing was still very strange, Ye Baiyi took a sip by himself, but he didn't have the courage to let Xiao Yi drink it.

Xiaoyi took out a pack of brown sugar from the Qiankun bag, poured it in, stirred it, and drank it at the boiling temperature: "Gudong Gudong..." Ginger soup is spicy and sweet. Although it has a bit of a strange smell, it can keep the cold away.

Ye Baiyi still felt very sorry: "...you don't need to drink it, if you are afraid of wasting it, I can just drink it." He reached out his hand to stop Xiaoyi's bowl.

"It's okay, you can drink it with sugar." Xiao Yi felt that Ye Baiyi felt sorry for him.

Ye Baiyi has lived for more than 100 years, and it is obviously the first time to cook, and his whole idea is full of murderous ideas.

The root of all evil is that he used too much force, and chopped up the ingredients that shouldn't be chopped at an early step.

Xiao Yi drank less than half of the pot of soup without making a sound.

Ye Baiyi drank the same amount with her, and finally couldn't take it anymore.

Ye Baiyi got up and emptied the casserole: "...I'll make it again! Xiao Yi, tell me how to make the fish soup, and I'll cook it for you!!!!" He was very intelligent and rarely encountered bumps in his learning.

"...Let's do it another day." After drinking the ginger soup, Xiaoyi felt a little drowsy and drowsy.

"Senior Ye, I'm going to rest, you can practice."

Xiaoyi stopped being angry with him, walked over and pulled his white sleeves, and pulled him towards the bedroom.

Ye Baiyi stretched out a part of his hand, holding her in a gentle manner.

The two walked into the bedroom holding hands, one lay down and the other sat cross-legged.

Xiao Yi fell asleep clutching Ye Baiyi's sleeve, with half of her face buried, her breath gradually lingering.

Ye Baiyi stood by her side and continued cross-legged to perform the alchemy operation, which would be a time-consuming and labor-intensive operation.

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Until the evening, Xiaoyi was awakened by the noise in the kitchen again, and sat up weakly.

After a while, Ye Baiyi pushed open the door, and he brought a bowl of brown sugar soup, steaming: "Drink some of this."

With the experience of the last failure, Ye Baiyi found that putting sugar is invincible.

The raw materials are all floating clouds, so it’s okay to leave nothing behind, it’s much better than contradicting each other.

Xiao Yi sat up straight from the bed, a little surprised: "Senior Ye, you haven't formed a pill...how did you go to boil this?"

Ye Baiyi took a small medicine spoon, sat down next to her with a bowl, and took a deep look at her, "I'll warm your stomach." His tone was between that of a doctor and a husband, and his gentle and caring lines fascinated her. A sense of majesty was expressed by him.

"Okay...huh?"

Xiao Yi stretched out her hand to catch the bowl, but Ye Baiyi stopped her with his arm, allowing her to take it empty.

"I'll feed you." Ye Baiyi held her shoulder with one hand, letting her rest against the pillow.

Girls who are menstruating need to rest.

In fact, Xiao Yi is not as delicate as Ye Baiyi thought, she would feel much better after a night of sleep, but Ye Baiyi insisted on taking care of her and showing off her boyfriend power.

This is little Yihan's unique experience. She has broken her heart for the centenarian bastard all the way, and it is the first time that she is being taken care of as a little girl.

Xiao Yi felt that it was very novel, so she obediently showed a suitable weakness, collapsed on the pillow, and pulled the quilt to her chest with both hands.

She looked at the expressions of the medical staff with a sick sign, and looked at Ye Baiyi pitifully.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Xiaoyi gave her a very uncoordinated feeling, but Ye Baiyi couldn't find any evidence.

Ye Baiyi dipped the medicine spoon into the bowl of brown sugar water, scooped up a small spoonful of soup, and brought the spoon close to her mouth: "Drink." Holding the thing in his arm, he remained motionless, like a mechanical arm, with his snow-white sleeves hanging loose On the quilt, there is a very magnanimous feeling.

Xiao Yi looked down at the medicine spoon next to her mouth, sniffed it with her nose, and saw the tangy hot steam: "It's too hot..." Xiao Yi retracted, half buried in the quilt, exposing the part above her nose, Continue to stare at Ye Baiyi pitifully.

She is going to be the most delicate flower today, it's very difficult to deal with.Swear to drive centenarians crazy.

Before Ye Baiyi asked her to act like a baby, she wanted to get back her capital and interest.

Who is not a master blackmailer.

"...You!" Ye Baiyi was furiously stared at by her. Xiao Yi's eyes could penetrate a person and hit a place in his soul. "...What's hot? It's been cold for so long!!!"

"Then let's cool off..."

Xiao Yi kept her weak eyes and weak tone, looking at Ye Baiyi wetly, she huddled up in the quilt, moving back inch by inch.

Cats retreat.

"..."

Ye Baiyi felt a burst of egg shattering.

This feeling is familiar to him, and he will have this feeling when facing ignorant children, such as Rong Xuan.

In Ye Baiyi's heart, Xiaoyi's position has always been vague. He didn't treat her as a child, but as an equal existence, even higher than himself in a certain sense. Strong, with little to no vulnerability.

This fragile posture of hers is extremely fake and contrived, and it seems that she has an ulterior motive.

...Ye Baiyi saw it, and just wanted to beat her up, but he didn't know where to start, and felt uncomfortable all over.

If it was a cat, he probably would have picked it up by its tail.

But it was his wife after all.

"...It's not hot anymore!" Ye Baiyi blew two breaths on the spoon, frowning and patiently clarified, "Is this okay????"

"...Impossible." Xiao Yi continued to flinch, the elderly are very resistant to heat, but she is still young.

Ye Baiyi was gradually approaching with a bowl and a spoon, feeling a strong sense of oppression, the bed space was very small, Xiao Yi continued to flinch, and soon reached the base of the wall: "Senior Ye, I don't want to drink hot water." Her tone was distracted, but her eyes were completely Don't dodge, just be confident.

Not everyone can drink magma like their centenarians. The oral epithelial cells of children are very fragile.

"..."

Veins popped up on Ye Baiyi's forehead: "You can drink it as soon as I tell you - it really doesn't burn anymore!" Today's Xiao Yi is too difficult to deal with.

Never mess with a menstrual woman, no matter how good-tempered she is usually.

"...I don't want it." Xiao Yi refused. She almost shrunk into a ball, pulled the quilt to cover her mouth with both hands, revealing two sky blue pupils, with a gentle and mournful expression.

"..."

Ye Baiyi finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I'll cool you down!!!!!!"

He brought the bowl to his mouth, raised his head and drank a big gulp, this thing was not hot at all, Xiao Yi was just mad at him by yelling hot.

Ye Baiyi took a sip of the soup, leaned over suddenly, lifted her quilt with a clatter, and pressed Xiaoyi's wrist with his arms, restraining her movements.

Then he tilted his head and leaned forward to kiss her, and gave her a mouthful of brown sugar juice little by little.

"Woo..." Xiao Yi suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Struggling and unable to break free, he was forced to swallow there, his mouth full of syrup, Ye Baiyi was so strong, he couldn't move even if he pressed it casually.

Mouth-to-mouth crossing soup is actually very difficult and highly technical.

Ye Baiyi was inexplicably agitated by Xiao Yi. If she continued to not cooperate and deliberately created some problems, the syrup would flow out.

But ever since Ye Baiyi pressed up, Xiaoyi didn't dare not cooperate.

This person exuded a dangerous aura, as if he was about to turn black in the next second, and tortured her desperately.

... Ye Baiyi is really funny, not at all serious.

After that, Ye Baiyi gave him a sip, and Xiaoyi took a sip of a drink, and he acted like something.

But this didn't calm down Ye Baiyi, he felt something in his chest, which was always stuffy there.

Xiao Yi is suddenly well-behaved, like a normal person, but the harm that was brought to him before is still there, adding fuel to the fire.

As soon as he was about to bully someone, the other party turned off the fire in a timely manner, with innocence written all over his face.

Ye Baiyi hated this feeling when he punched the cotton.

After feeding the last sip of sugar juice, Xiao Yi licked her lips, feeling that Ye Baiyi's boiled sugar is okay, but it's really not good to take care of others.

His ability to live is crippled, and he doesn't know how to cool down when he feeds someone, he is anxious and arrogant, and his constipated face is really pitiful.

"..." Disabled Ye Baiyi didn't know that he was being labeled with a strange label, and he was still in a state of despair.

He clinked a pile of small porcelain bowls and medicine spoons, and piled them on the table, then sat on the edge of the bed, half a step away, staring at Xiao Yi with a death stare.

Xiao Yi looked back innocently, looking at him calmly and gently, Ye Baiyi became irritable again, this look could kill a person.

Xiaoyi: "Okay—let's form the alchemy, Senior Ye!" She smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Ye Baiyi's air-exploding appearance is so cute and stupid, it makes people want to suddenly reach out and grab his braids, just like picking up a grass.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Too much, this person is too much.But he couldn't find any flaws.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Yi from Jiuchongtian started to reverse the food chain and bravely tamed the Changming Mountain Sword Immortal.

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In fact, my words in these chapters are more serious, because Ye Baiyi is on his honeymoon in the main text for a while.

He put aside all kinds of secular pressure for the time being, and has always been a low-body man. As the attending physician, I felt a little embarrassed for him, so I wrote something elegant to neutralize it.

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Today's "On Ye Baiyi" is a patch from yesterday.

I found that maybe my argument was too sloppy, and I didn’t explain why the original Picasso was included, and why I used the two metaphors of mirror and stone tablet to swing back and forth, so I didn’t fully highlight the awesomeness of my father-in-law.

My posture of blowing rainbow farts yesterday was not standard enough.

Today I will make persistent efforts and continue to praise the great teacher Huang, the father of Ye Baiyi.

The Profound Rainbow Matter will not give up easily.

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Why do you say that the portrait in the original work is like that of Picasso?

First of all, we introduce two opposing concepts, "Personality of God" and "Godhead of Man".

(I heard about this from a teacher of the history of Western philosophy. I thought about it for a long time, although I have nothing to do with my major.)

A Godhead is a secular person in the skin of a god; a Godhead is a conceptual god in a human skin.

These two originated from the study of Chinese and Western mythology. Mythology is actually a very ancient literary form, just like a cultural baby nursery rhyme.It will continue to influence the latecomers, engraved in the DNA, and dominate the style and feeling of all local literary creations.

——The Personality of Godhead is the tradition of (________), and the Godhead is the tradition of (________).

A. East; West B. West; East

...fill in the blank and try?

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The answer is B.

Chinese people have a habit of writing. They like to create godheads. They often endow some saints or emperors with godheads, imagining that they have a certain transcendent mental state and ability level, so that they can worship and obey.It is rooted in the spirit of holism bred by farming civilization.What people worship and obey is actually a concept, not a person, but in order to facilitate the centralization of power, rule and popular support, people will package this concept as a person.It stands for this noble concept.To worship the person is to endorse the concept.

Yue Fei represents loyalty, Zhuge Liang represents wisdom, and so on.

Westerners, on the contrary, love to create personal gods, especially after the Renaissance movement, which is an individualistic spirit bred by marine commercial civilization.Rather than worshiping a golden finger owner, they want to get on it and own the golden finger themselves, "Those gods are no different from us, they are greedy and selfish, just like us, and why don't we?"

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Well, "The End of the World" is of course higher than these. After all, it is a product of the 21st century, and it contains a relatively free creative thinking.

But it does carry a certain DNA of Chinese culture, blurring the boundaries of each person's personality, sacrificing personality and injecting godhead for the sake of perfecting the concept.

Wen Kexing, Zhou Zishu, Ye Baiyi, these people impress you mainly because of their dynamic trajectories, but you may feel that you are always a bystander, standing on the sidelines to appreciate these people.

The feeling of looking at flowers in the fog.

You don't have that constant stream of empathy: "Will he hurt? How much will he hurt? Why did he do it? Why did he do it? Can he really take this?"

…You may be thinking: "It's hard, but he can do it. Ugh. Because he's xxx."

Then I don’t think about this issue deeply. The logic is self-consistent and stops at a concept, and the rest is recognition and worship.

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There is nothing wrong with that, distance produces beauty.

Beyond the limitations of the human species, it brings a special sense of beauty.

There's really nothing bad about it, other than it's going to be hugely distressing for the actors.

Because what they got was a godhead person, which is not a track that a real person can walk out. If you walk it yourself, you will definitely sprain your feet or split your legs.

From a certain position, "he" is no longer the "he" in the last scene.And there will be many such uninterpretable positions.

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But in the same way, I also said yesterday that the operation of folding and merging this godhead person into a normal person is an additional problem.

Why do you say that, because it is still the same sentence, no one cares.

The aesthetics of the Chinese people has been domesticated for thousands of years, and people are more accustomed to admiring that kind of godlike person, even if this weakens the empathy and strengthens a certain sense of faith.

Real people appearing on the screen, this kind of situation has become less and less.

People are not acting out an experience, they are acting out an experience.

A mythical experience that can only be admired from a distance, albeit in human skin.

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But Mr. Huang did not do this. I don’t know what supported his belief. In short, he took all the "godheads" in the character of Ye Baiyi, all the broken and unexplained parts, all in the human category and not beyond the class. knowledge to explain away.

The look and feel is like solving calculus with elementary school arithmetic violence.But not always.

This is not a violent solution, this is an indescribably refined solution.

The phenotype of God fills the core of man, and he directly handles the "partial divinity" as a wrapper, becoming a personality.

I don't know much about how actors in this industry operate this kind of thing specifically, maybe they don't rely on exhaustive logic like me.

The essence of my self-consistent logic is the dichotomy plus brute force method with a huge amount of calculations, high-dimensional talk on paper, and violent brain-burning.Dichotomy is an optimization step, without which I would have died.

Maybe their actors rely on their sixth sense, a sense of language, or experience, or something else.

Logic should be an aid. After all, there are many conditioned reflexes during performances, and logic is half a beat behind.

Mint leaf fragile learners have also tried some protracted taboo performances for various purposes. As a result, my brain works well, but the only part that works well is the brain, and the rest come out every once in a while Failure, every cell is not very obedient.Mint leaves will not die in the logical and self-consistent process, but will die on the way to the paper.

Anyway I can't imagine how he did it.

Just looking at the beginning (Picasso) and the end (academicism) makes me fall to my knees.

I don't know how he gave birth to Ye Baiyi, but I only know one thing, if another person handles it, I will definitely lose my leopard.

It will definitely be sterilized and become an illusory godhead existence.

But we can see now that Ye Baiyi is a man of flesh and blood.

He walked through every destined trajectory with precision:

High mountains and rivers, snowy fields, ancient cold winter, continuous roofs and clouds, forests, ancient castles, pouring rain...

And through this short track, we get a glimpse of his deep and strong stubborn heart.

Is he a god?

Yes, but not at all.

Ye Baiyi walked all the way down, doing what a god would do.

However, under the interpretation of the teacher, we were surprised to find that it is precisely because he is a human being, because he has abundant emotions, strong contradictions, and his own desires... that he chooses to do this.

Father-in-law walked over and patted Ye Baiyi on the shoulder, and the kid's empty eyes suddenly lit up.

Ye Baiyi seemed to know why he came here, his weight suddenly became the weight of a human.

He felt short-lived happiness, but also felt long-term pain. The knife is like a lingering, he is a mere human being, he shouldn't have come here.

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The father-in-law walked away, and Ye Baiyi was left where he was. He stroked a bunch of white hair on his sideburns, and his smile gradually disappeared.

He saved everyone, but he got stuck here.

Born inexplicably, in this world where almost everyone is not a complete human being, he is the only one who is a regular complete human being.

Going down this tearing track all at once, only he hurts the most.

Who will save him.

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Good guy, I drove an ambulance and crashed into the guardrail, pulling mountains and trees.

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The veterinary clinic was opened for him. The Changming Mountain snow leopard, an endangered wild animal in China, is more than 100 years old, and it cannot die easily.

According to data, the snow leopard is at the top of the plateau ecological food chain, and is also called "the barometer of the health of the high-altitude ecosystem".

However, due to various human factors such as PUA, the number of snow leopards is declining sharply, and it has now become an endangered species.In China, there are even fewer snow leopards than giant pandas.

The Shanhe Order was completed, and we found a male albino snow leopard at the site of the collapsed avalanche. It seemed that he had lost the desire to live, lying on the ground like an abandoned baby.

Mint Ye yelled at these stupid humans who had no awareness of environmental protection, and shoveled up the snow leopard with a shovel, and carried the leopard and snow into the back compartment of the ambulance against time.

If you don't do anything to save this, it's obviously a fucking loss of the earth's gene pool.

Since it was born by accident, the bio-competitors would never allow it to die.

Never allow.

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Mint Leaf caught an innocent cat from outer space, and while teleporting, shaved the snow leopard's fur with a clipper.

The snow leopard howled miserably, and I pierced the kidney with a backhand needle, and it struggled for a while and stopped moving.

Leopard stared at the ceiling in shock, his eyes widened. It had never experienced this in its entire life.

"first aid"

"Yes...observation subject 001 is out of danger...it has temporarily fallen asleep, and its vital signs are stable, but it seems a bit unable to accept reality." Mint Leaf reported seriously to the intercom.

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Let me talk about it here today, the amount of information is strangely large.

Talk about mirrors and steles tomorrow.

But still the same sentence, if the author farts, it is the author's personal opinion. I guess it is very biased. Just watch the fun. Savages write wild essays, so don't take it too seriously.