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... stared at the head for a few seconds and poked into her Weibo. The blogger's address was written in city A, and there was a label of an art teacher. Fang Chengran's eyes moved, and he looked at her Weibo.

Speaking of students, complaining about the principal, showing off food, sharing illustrations ... Fang Cheng unknowingly browsed her page of Weibo, and after opening the second page, the first Weibo made him slammed Stopped my eyes.

Weibo was posted last Christmas, with pictures ...

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