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... front of Qingmei, glared angrily at the arrogant **** the other side, "A good student is amazing? You are not the first in the class, either. It's Xia An!"

"What qualifications do you have to speak of me?" The girl who was reprimanded just glanced at him coldly, "Just because you are Xu Wangshu's dog?"

Bi Ming's demeanor was controlled extremely precisely, and when the tail of her eyes showed contempt, the girl's coldness and sharpness rushed towards them like a tide.

Xiao ...

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