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... >It is just that there are more tourists coming to Xiangshan than they expected. With sunglasses, Chen Yuanming's eyes were out of the car window. I saw crowds moving on the road to the main entrance of Xiangshan. Although it was not comparable to the tactics of the next generation, it was all tourists with big bags and small bags. There are many outposts holding tour guide flags.

Perceived Chen Yuanming's sight, Xiao Junyi explained with a smile, "I didn't expect so many people here? Rec ...

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