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... g Yize couldn’t help but smile a little.
Bai Ziyue didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh. She then gestured at An Xiaxia and let her sit down.
The rest of the class was still laughing.
“Write a poem whenever drunk… Come to think of it, that’s applicable to a lot of the poets. They wrote when they ate, when they drank, and when they broke up!”
“Sigh, I bet they never thought what they scribbled down hundreds of years ago would take us so much effort to mem ...
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