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Luan Zhi said helplessly, "No way, the material of this set of clothes cannot be washed."

Yuan Qingzhu's face was deathly pale.

"So what do we do now?"

Luan Zhi looked at the completely destroyed clothes in front of her eyes. Her heart was also a mess, she couldn't find any ideas.

The sounds of the competition continued to ring out on the stage