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... dn’t move it. I held it very lightly. You didn’t move it either, did you?”
He Hao lifted an eyebrow. “I didn’t.”
The pen started moving again, drawing a twisting diagonal line on the paper.
“Damn it, you really didn’t do anything?” Wang Zhuo asked to confirm.
“Really,” He Hao said sincerely.
He still thought that the phenomenon he had witnessed was scientifically explainable.
Wang Zhuo quickly glanced over the paper. Now that his idea ...
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