Zhang Wei's song, Zhang Wei has hypoglycemia and likes to drink juice. If he gives you half the juice, he likes you very much.

The source of this stalk:

A blogger discovered what it was like to listen to "My juice is half yours" while driving a convertible in America, and then it exploded, and everyone rushed to imitate it.

Zhang Wei's My Juice Give You Half.

The lyrics are as follows:

I want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

You want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

The moon is bent and tangled.

You share half the juice and like to share it with each other.

The road is long and rugged.

You share half the juice and love to help each other.

What a wonderful night.

Dating is romantic.

I'll give you half my juice.

I'll pay, you pay. Not who and who.

I'll give you half my juice.

I get angry occasionally.

Turn your face away when you say it.

I'll give you half my juice.

No matter how difficult it is, keep optimistic.

I'll give you half my juice.

The moon is bent and tangled.

You share half the juice and like to share it with each other.

The road is long and rugged.

You share half the juice and love to help each other.

I want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

You want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

When you like nature, you will make eye contact.

I'll give you half my juice.

I don't want you to be lazy when I eat and wash dishes.

I'll give you half my juice.

Occasionally I lose my temper and dare not control it.

I'll give you half my juice.

Take it forward and backward, it will stick to me.

I'll give you half my juice.

The moon is bent and tangled.

You share half the juice and like to share it with each other.

The road is long and rugged.

You share half the juice and love to help each other.

I want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

You want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

I want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

You want that, that, that.

That, that, that.

That, that, that, that.

The moon is bent and tangled.

You share half the juice and like to share it with each other.

The road is long and rugged.

You share half the juice and love to help each other.

The moon is bent and tangled.

You share half the juice and like to share it with each other.

The road is long and rugged.

You share half the juice and love to help each other.

La La La ...

The usage of this stalk:

The lethal dose of the last sentence "the juice divides you in half" simply exceeds the standard! We can't help but wonder, in a society like America, why are we so sensitive to such things? Are Americans getting more and more nervous?