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... Punished
"I... I..."
Inside, Zhao Lin was already cursing Shen Mo's ancestors up to the eighteenth generation.
She had only wanted to use this excuse to get closer to Shen Mo.
How could she possibly understand such obscure and difficult content?
It was simply impossible for her to recite the first paragraph, sixth line on the spot.
From behind the door, Shen Mo shook his head. "You have no talent in this field. Don't waste your time anymore."
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