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... all their attention, tirelessly practicing the teaching aids in their hands, and sweat dripping down It is a drizzle that waters joy.
On the campus of Nandu University, in the makeshift shooting range, Zeng Bo stared blankly at the heavy pistol in his hand, next to his classmates who were sweating and stinking, all with excited expressions on their faces. Zeng Bo has only seen such a state of passion in these rough men when he held a social party with foreign language girls.
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