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... ed up with a slightly troubled expression.
"I’m not good at singing this song, ’Anhe Bridge’..."
Xu Qingyan glanced at her, continued his movements without stopping, and ladled out the baked milk.
"It’s okay, we were just trying to see the effect. I’m not sure myself, but I thought singing folk music in the competition might add a niche buff."
"Right." Lin Wanzhou seemed a bit downhearted.
Xu Qingyan took a tray from the top cabinet, donned the oven gloves ...
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