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"Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to this poem?" The cup in Bai Lin's hand stopped mid-air and looked speechlessly at Yi Ming's excited face. Yi Ming waved his hand and said, "Don't be awkward, don't you think this scene is so beautiful?"

Bai Lin shook her head. "I don't think so. I think logic is nonsense."

"How can that be? Paris is the ideal place for women, the romantic capital