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... "The State Banquet" in the New Year's file, they had to catch up with the schedule. After each frame, all the staff worked overtime day and night to rush it out. As the leading actors, Zuo Xian and Lu Xingxian naturally couldn't hold back. In the case of discussing with the director, the progress can be considered fast.

In the blink of an eye, it was half a month.

The sun gradually appeared in the village, and with the warm afternoon sun, even people became more lazy.

Februa ...

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