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... >  High starting point does not mean unlimited scenery.

Although each child star grows up with different life experiences, those with a background sit firmly in the resource bar, while those without a background either disappear into obscurity or struggle for years to tear off the label of a child star on themselves, but when they were young, everyone’s The starting point is similar, the guy who can be famous has only one characteristic, and that is cuteness.

Of course, being cute ...

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