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... u know about school violence is what you see with your own eyes. In recent days, you will lurk into the school and witness your own experience in this city. What kind of attitude is it."

The reporter looked a little dumb and nodded.

Gu Sheng turned and left.

About five minutes later, the reporter seemed to be photographed and suddenly returned to God.

He was a bit embarrassed about what he was doing, but the intense emotions quickly filled his mind.

"I didn't e ...

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