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... ormal university.
Carrying the delicious smell of various snacks, it weaved through the crowd.
The banners and cloth strips on the stalls fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.
“Iced lemon tea, sour plum soup, does anyone want some? Refreshing and tasty, very good to drink.”
Qian Lele was still sitting in her corner, holding a charging light bulb in her hand.
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A blue cart stood in front of her, with ...
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