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... vered anyway. He was filled with anger and shouted at Yun Chujiu,

“Why are you yelling at me? ! I’m finished! My whole life is over! Even if I’m not sent to mine, I’ll still be trapped here!

I thought that if I hugged your thigh, I would have nothing to worry about!

Who would have thought that not only did I not get any benefits, but now I’m actually implicated by you! ! Why Am I so unlucky? ! If I had known earlier…”

Ding er saw Yun Chujiu’s deep eyes and could not c ...

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Focus on:
1. Sand sculptures, pretending to be counselors, and a group of academic bullies attacked by X campus bosses, rich and coquettish
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Content tags: fantasy space sweet text growth campus
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One-sentence introduction: Acting and acting, you are really my boyfriend
Idea: Don’t be afraid of any difficulties we encounter! Beat them all with a smile!

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