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Yang Wanwan held a potato chip between her fingers, a sudden thought flashing through her mind. She glanced over at Beijin, who was back at his desk working, and mused, "Beijin, what do you think about me trying out for that role?"

Hearing this, Beijin frowned deeply, clearly disapproving. "Why would you want to get involved in that?"

"I just thought I'd give it a shot. I'm not too busy lately