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... , he even thought about which song to use. But he knows very well that it is not the time to take the song out.

If he takes out the complete song too early, the players will not only appreciate it, but feel that they are hindering their creation.

The only thing he can do now and what needs to be done is one thing: guidance.

After a minute, no one spoke. Chen Minhao directly named: "Yin Xingyu, let me talk about it first, I remember that you have had creative experience."

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