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"Ping Ping? "What if it's not the same?" An Cheng squeezed through the crowd of people at the stall next door. His head was covered in sweat and he was holding a large pile of things, but seeing that Ping Ping was standing there by herself, she couldn't help but be anxious. The things in her hands smashed onto the ground, and he rushed forward. What are you daydreaming for