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... acked confidence when it came to singing. With her unique voice, she had thought that she was better than many people since she was young. Today, Feng Qing had used her strength to tell her that there was always someone better.
Feng Qing’s voice was like the jade spring falling onto the jade wall, a true heavenly sound. But her voice was like a sword taking a slanted path and unpresentable. If she sang with Feng Qing, it would be like a firefly competing with the bright moon, seeming ...
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