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... o was wearing a red exercise suit, was still beating the drums over and over again. A sense of mystery and an inexplicable sense of epic slowly grew in the hearts of everyone present.

Kong Changxing sat in the corner and said in a low voice: "Wang Cheng's arrangement and music production are really unconstrained. I can't imagine what he will do, but every time he can bring very good results. I am very impressed with this song. Fist looks forward to it even more..."

  Liu Shengjie s ...

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