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It was a white man about fifty years old.

He was well-dressed and looked a bit chubby.

However, those few strands of hair on top of his head were nothing special.

"You are?" Mo Qingcheng didn't sit down obediently. Instead, she looked inquisitively at the person in front of her.

The other party smiled slightly, with an unfathomable expression, "I am the chairman of the film festival's jury

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