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... broadcast, the trend of public opinion on the entire network has changed.

   "Sorry, I admit I spoke a little louder earlier."

   "You said earlier that there will be a second season, so everyone wouldn't criticize you like this? It's so embarrassing, next time you can't fish with your mother like this..."

   "OK! Misunderstanding resolved!"

   "The black fans are talking! What's the matter? Wasn't it very arrogant before? Why are they all silent now?"

  Wanba ...

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