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The perspective was different, and indeed the feeling was not quite the same. It turned out everything could be seen clearly, and any little movement was inescapable. It seemed that many times he had been overconfident, always thinking the teacher couldn't catch his small actions from below.

Actually, it was simply a matter of whether they wanted to address it or not.

Especially these little...no, high school older brothers and sisters, who didn't know how to hide thei ...

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