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... a section, he continued to check again.
At Gu Chengyu’s spot, he picked up the paper Gu Chengyu had written last night. Mr. Wen’s fingers slightly curled, rubbing the yellowed paper. Just for a moment, he put down the paper without saying anything and moved on.
Gu Chengyu felt that Mr. Wen’s attitude toward his evident talent seemed somewhat subtle.
No one was happier than Ma Junhui; indeed, yesterday must have been a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, otherwise, why d ...
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