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... Tang Li turned on the set-top box. Amidst the exaggerated laughter of the variety show, she packed her things with one hand and held the script to memorize lines with the other.
About a quarter of an hour later, the doorbell rang.
She put down the small bottle of essence in her hand and ran to open the door.
When Song Baiyan saw the tin foil on her face, even someone accustomed to weathering storms was noticeably stunned for a moment, then revealed a slight smile, "What ...
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