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It hadn't been a day, and Cheng Xirong was already a little out of sorts. On the other hand, Su Minglin was still full of energy. He stared at the big screen, turning his head and saying, "It can actually be rendered here, but it's not the director's pot. The book itself has flaws."

Cheng Xirong, who was leaning against the back of the chair with his soft couch