He looked at his watch and saw that there were still five minutes to go. Leaning against the mottled red paint wall, he stared at the middle of the playground in ecstasy. Under the red flag was a thin and small leader. Her movements were standard and her posture was light.
Suddenly the music stopped, and the cubes scattered loosely into an irregular large area, and gradually dispersed. He walked towards the red flag and saw the little girl looking around anxiously.
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