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... weakest link.

Fan Bowen is also an insider and has seen the sequence of performances of this concert.

Just now, Gu Shishi replaced a old song of another person with his own self-singing sing. Although there is no rehearsal, the effect of the new song is very good.

But next, shouldn't it be Zhang Xiyan's solo?

Pressure is high, ability is general, Fan Bowen estimates that he is looking for a few people to start, she can not control, mistakes, concerts directly inciden ...

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