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After singing the song, he looked at Lin Zhe and Zhang Yimao. Their mouths could fit a chicken egg!

"Seniors, what do you think?"

Qin Nuo waved his hand in front of the two and asked.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Zhang Yimao stood up first, holding Qin Nuo's hand tightly with both of his hands