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... this kind of theme a bit niche? After all, it's based on music."

"Music? No, although music is very important, it's not the main line." Chen Zijun smiled: "You will know later."

Chen Zijun wants to surprise them, including people in this world, with a tear bomb.

......

The next day, after all the assistants arrived and the tools were in place, Chen Zijun set up their respective places last night. There were four people, and the room was a little cramped, but everyone ...

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