Bi Yan didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at the podium. After staring for a long time, he leaned over to Mo Qifeng. When Bi Yan approached, Mo Qifeng turned his body warily, his eyes full of suspicion, "Actually, I just knew later, I made a mistake and was regarded as a clown for so long. When the time comes, I understand." She paused, "Clowns can't break into theatergoers' lives. That's not romance, that's mental illness."
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