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... s later than originally scheduled. Before that, Rong Rong vowed to swear on Weibo that they would broadcast live on that day.

It's the same everywhere.

Darong Rong: I will do live shopping at 8 o'clock on time tomorrow.

If you ca n’t do it, you can listen to it. Do n’t believe it.

Rong Rong's fans are hard-working, of course, not so easy to cheat.

[Woman's mouth, deceiving ghost]

[Gambling on 50 cents, absolutely dove]

[As Rongmei's face powder, I ...

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