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... ears. The teachers of the fourth middle school were at the level of the old monk chanting the sutras. Except Lao Lu would be interspersed with scolding and refreshing. Ian walked along in frustration, falling asleep while walking.
In this season when the weather started to get a bit cold, and it was very comfortable, the only people who could not hold a conversation and could hold on to the lessons were Jiang Yan and Yi Jing.
Oh no, Jiang Yan looked at Gu Fei, who was still taki ...
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