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... anze turned around and shrugged: "It's okay, let's go."

In the dressing room, everyone is busy preparing.

Because Chu Qianze performed with a mask, it saved time for makeup. He was sitting on a round stool at the moment, with one hand on his chin, his two long legs bent over the place where his feet rested, and from time to time he controlled the chair to turn half a circle, quite doing nothing.

Seeing people go out one by one, it's almost my turn.

Chu Qianze glanced ...

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