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At 5:46 a.m., outside the square’s gates, a sea of people extended as far as the eye could see, like surging waves of heads.
Cao Lifeng’s mouth hung open, the cone in his hand had been scraped half off by a stranger, he wanted to say something, but in the blink of an eye, the person was swept away into the crowd and disappeared.
Cao Lifeng: “…”
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