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Seeing this scene, Guqinghai didn't say much, only put the ancient classics of Loulan on a desk. He turned back to his teaching chair and picked up a book and flipped through it.
Not far away, not far away, I can't hear the whispers of Cao County.
There must be shady activities down here. Gu Qinghai doesn't need to know, and he's not interested. All he wants is a quota and a letter of recommendation.
What does the rest have to do with him?
Everything is to avoid disaster. If future disasters are not avoided and pushed to the forefront, it will be unfair.
At worst, give up one or two ancient books and change some money. As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't go. Anywhere you go anonymously, you can be a rich man and live comfortably. At that time, it's a pity that this knowledge.
The previous remarks about Cao County Order lacked authenticity. But his father did end up depressed because of depression. That kind of pain is unbearable for people around you.
Drinking and writing poems in the morning is not chic, but those lines of tears can't stop under the dim light.
I don't feel so much in ancient Qinghai now, but with a lesson from the past, it is naturally best not to repeat the same mistakes, so ...
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