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... lso dispelled.
Face to face, the breeze blows, as soft as silky satin, blowing out a sense of spring.
As soon as Jiang Qin stepped off the rostrum, there was a sizzling sound coming from the loudspeaker behind him, and the "Athletes' March" sounded immediately. The familiar melody made people feel more nostalgic than the spring breeze.
This thing has been heard since childhood, and it seems to be engraved in the DNA. Even the soul of an old man like Jiang Qin felt inexplica ...
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