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The man froze, then suddenly leaped up and said, "That's good. Give me his ashes, and I'll mix them up with cowhide glue. Stick with Yao Qin, and from now on, he'll be able to hear every song I play. You said it's not good? "Haha, haha, is my idea good?" The more he said, the happier he became. He couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh. Suddenly