——Hey, isn't this classmate Sun Xiang, playing a trumpet?
——Not Sun Xiang.
--Um? Do you dare to say that this character's face is not his?
——…I am not Sun Xiang.
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——Hey, little comrade, you're here again. How about playing a dungeon with me?
——No.
——Brother will teach you how to direct.
——Which copy?
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——I said, Comrade Aiwei, there is a job here, do you want to try it?
--What.
——How about being a professional player? It's cool.
——Don't want to go.
——No one cares about anything except playing games and working.
——Where?