"One, two, three, we are all wooden people. We are not allowed to talk or laugh, and one of us is not allowed to move." After the jingle was finished, the boys and girls on the basketball court stopped moving. The girl looked at the boy's pose of a meditator and thought it was so funny that she couldn't help bursting out laughing...
"Okay, you lose." The boy shook his hair and said a little arrogantly.
-That's weird~!
-You're a scumbag!
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Some people may say that this novel is very tacky, but everyone's love is ordinary and tacky, and the only thing that is not tacky is novels.
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