In the eighteenth year of the school martial arts meeting, I stood like a minion; in the first year of Qi training, I still stood like a minion in the crowd; Beside him, there is an old man with an oven on his head, refining the elixir of heaven; there is a scribe, pointing to a sword, cutting against the sky; Bright, there is only me, I don't even have a futon seat, standing in a corner like a minion; my life is really ordinary like a minion.
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