Of course, this was just a small song Wang Ming sang on his way home from work. Wang Ming didn't take it seriously and continued walking through the still-hot evening sun towards a famous slum in Xi District of City A.,"Damn it, I even ate the last piece of candy last night," Wang Ming said with an empty candy wrapper in his hand, his voice filled with endless melancholy.,In less than three minutes, he finished a large plate of fried rice and, after patting his belly contentedly, leisurely went back.。