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... truly admire your talents and I hope you will grace us with your presence on our Happy Sunday show to demonstrate them,"

Wang Yiming wasn’t discouraged after hearing Su Mu’s words.

After all, it was true that Wang Yiming himself didn’t really know Mr. Su.

How could he then expect Mr. Su to recognize him?

"You really don’t know? Then what’s all this jabbering about?"

"I said my friend is a top student, handsome too, but as for talents, it seems like they do ...

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