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... window on the second floor with a drained expression, listlessly shoveling rice into his mouth with painfully slow chewing motions.
In stark contrast to him was Ouyang, sitting across from him, shoveling food into his mouth with such gusto it seemed like he wanted to bury his head in the plate.
"Qin Huai, why is the preserved pork in your cafeteria so salty?" Zhao Cheng'an complained with a mournful face. After a hard morning, this lunch felt like the sky was falling for Zhao Ch ...
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