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... barely registered someone calling his name as he groggily emerged from sleep.
Blinking away the drowsiness, he saw the figure looming over him—it was Mr. Qian, standing at his bedside, watching him intently.
Instinctively, Qin Hongyu reached for his phone to check the time. The display read 5:00 AM on the dot.
“Grandpa, it’s only 5 AM! Isn’t this a bit too early?” Qin Hongyu protested with a helpless expression.
He had been told to gather at seven in the morning; ...
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