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... led the air, with a large fan blowing the oil smoke skyward.
On the artificial grass, there were over a dozen wooden round tables surrounded by pink plastic chairs. Under the bright spotlights, eight or nine students clinked their beer glasses.
"Why didn't Jiang Nian come?" someone asked.
"Probably ran out of money, who knows about him," a boy said carelessly, while the hot pot on the table bubbled with steam. "He hasn't been talking to us these past few days."
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