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Monday, a light drizzle fell continuously, mixed with mist in the winter wind, damp and bone-chilling. The cold spell had lasted for several days; winter was approaching.
7:30, the news broadcast ended.
At eight, Tang Ying packed up her things and knocked on the door of the adjacent lounge.
“Come in,” came the response.
Perhaps due to her profession, her first attention was always on voices. In the entire TV station, his voice was the best. ...
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