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Zhao Xuexian's voice finally stopped. "Hmm?" "Is this the only page of the zither score?" Ming Qingcheng's heart was pounding, and her voice trembled uncontrollably. "I mean, is the score still complete?" "Ah! I don't know if any pages are missing. It's a notebook, pretty thick, and I just took a random photo of one page for you..." Hearing how anxious she was, Zhao Xuexian said, "Wait a minute