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... Yuan Ruxin suddenly stood up.
"What kind of joke is this? Did you make a mistake? This Zhizhi is only four and a half years old. How could she possibly win an award?"
How good could a poem written by a child be?
Yuan Ruxin’s eyes betrayed an undeniable jealousy.
Bai Zhi’er chimed in softly, "Yeah, how could it be me who won? I just handed in a blank piece of paper!"
This remark left everyone around them in shock.
Yuan Ruxin was also stunned. "A bla ...
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