Wenwenfang is located due south of Jing'an Tai. You can reach it by walking south along one of the five iconic Tianjies in Dongdu City and passing through Chengfufang, Luoshui Xinzhong Bridge, Daodefang, and Zeshanfang.
The Sky Street is more than a hundred steps wide, specifically the one directly in front of the south gate of Ziwei Palace, which is as wide as three hundred steps. There will never be any traffic jams, so I went back and took a shower, using the ice energy to calm myself down. Zhang Xing, who warmed up and changed into homely clothes, quickly arrived outside the east gate of Wenwenfang with Qin Bao, who was too late to move.
At this time, the bronze bowl of Jingjie was just ringing, but the flow of people in Wenwenfang was gradually increasing.
As for what Wenwenfang is for, why is there no curfew in the franchise?
Asking this question, isn't it just as embarrassing as Zhang Xing?
Zhang Xing even saw with his own eyes that Qin Er was wearing a small red flower behind his ear. He looked at it many times along the way, but he was too stunned to hold back and didn't dare to ask.
"Which one are you going to today?" Qin Bao had obviously been here twice and asked out loud when he saw several colleagues waiting here. "Aunt Xu's family or Su Wu's family?"
"Qin Er, you're ignorant again, aren't you?" Li Qingchen immediately expressed his disdain when he changed into homely clothes and also wore brocade clothes. He also had a five-flowered horse on hand (a good horse with a mane divided into five equal parts). "This time it's not Brother Hu who is treating us. Since Sister Si is taking action, it must be the family in Shangqu. I guess it's either An Er's natal family or Han Duzhi's family... An Er's natal family's Dalin and Xiaolin all know, and Han Duzhi is recognized as the third capital knower of Shangqu!"
As soon as these words came out, the group of patrolmen exploded, and the discussion became more heated. Even Qin Bao also followed suit and his saliva flew everywhere.
Only Zhang Xing acted like a countryman. He took two copper plates from the stall inside the square gate and served a cup of extremely light sour plum tea. Then he borrowed a stool, served it himself and added ice, and then listened to these city people talk. Know everything, know everything.
After listening to it for a long time, I realized that it was originally an official name, but it was a typical official name used in wine bars and entertainment venues. It is the same at all times and in all countries. It should refer to a popular oiran, or at least the leader of a certain family. As for the three people they were talking about, they all knew that two of them were still unable to stand on their own feet, so they stayed with An's mother-in-law and asked An's mother-in-law to draw water. One of them was already independent, so he rented the building and was responsible for the profits and losses.
After finishing a cup of iced sour plum tea, he helped Qian Tang make a cup of iced tea. As the copper bowls gradually became sparse on the street, Bai Yousi finally came on horseback. He was still dressed in smart clothes, wearing deerskin boots, and still had a sword at his waist. , but no longer wore the samurai crown, but simply put a man's hair in a bun and a bun, still looking heroic.
As soon as the real master arrived, Qian Tang didn't even drink the iced sour plum tea, and calmly rushed to the first place to help his Shangguan lead the horse. On the contrary, Qin Bao and Li Qingchen fell behind, and the gap in rank was obvious at a glance.
"I'm going to An'er's house today. I've already sent someone to say hello to Xiao Lin Douzhi." Bai Yousi got off his horse, nodded slightly to Qian Tang, and immediately announced the news.
Naturally there was another round of cheers.
This kind of cheering, placed here, is actually not out of character, and no one even takes a second look, just like the primary school students in the world where Zhang Xing came from cheering for the holidays on campus.
A group of 20 or 30 people entered the east gate and walked along the middle road to the very center of the square. There was a Qingdi Temple there, and there were more than a dozen fat-bellied Taoist priests from this world entrenched here. The other guests in front, including the patrolling group, ignored these Taoist priests. They just went to the temple and bowed their hands, then each took out two cents and threw them under the tree in front of the temple, and then walked directly from the temple. He took out a red paper charm with a red string from under the tree, tied it on his wrist, and then walked away in all directions.
Zhang Xing had no choice but to follow the local customs.
Then, the patrolmen surrounded Inspector Bai and turned south, almost reaching the end of Wenwenfang. Then they suddenly turned and came to a large courtyard with three floors in the middle. Then they raised their hands and said hello. Xiao Lin knows that old friends are visiting.
Upon seeing the greeting, a boy came forward and said that Xiao Lin knew that there were twenty or thirty people in the same row and five or six mules and horses... He took the mules and horses away and welcomed the guests into a lobby in the building.
There were couches and tables arranged in the lobby. Everyone had just sat down according to their rank and age, when they suddenly heard a woman laughing upstairs: "Inspector Bai, how many days have passed, I'm going to miss my sister... Look, you How come this face is so fair and pretty, my sister is envious of her, but she doesn’t know how to practice and protect her.”
After saying these two words, he saw a graceful woman in her mid-twenties wearing a t-shirt walking down. She stepped forward, took Bai Yousi's hand in her hands, and placed it on her chest.
There were quite a few patrolling riders around, and they were already looking at them with eyes wide open, but they just didn’t know which one they were envious of.
"I also thought that Xiao Lin knew about it." Bai Yousi just listened quietly at first, but when the other party came down, his eyes moved slightly and his smile was budding. He seemed to be a veteran of fun. "It's just that I've been very busy recently. I went to the Eastern Territory. When I came back, I encountered other official matters and was busy explaining to the court. I didn't have time until today, so I hurried to see my sister."
Zhang Xing watched with cold eyes, feeling that although Na Douzhi had a graceful figure, his appearance was far inferior to that of Bai Yousi, and his posture was not as good as that of the dead Mrs. Feng. He was even a little younger than Xiaoyu, and he was secretly surprised.
But soon, he, who was experienced in the previous world, came to his senses.
It turned out that after this woman had finished greeting Bai Yousi, she walked over while the dishes were being placed. Starting from Qian Tang, she called everyone by her first name, and the one she always talked about blushed and smiled happily. ; For those who don’t know her, for example, the Qin Erlang next to Zhang Xing was obviously excited before, but a little nervous in front of others, and he was only wearing ordinary clothes. As a result, as soon as the other person next to him introduced him, she could calmly call him Erlang. , and took the initiative to lean forward to pour tea, greet his parents in his hometown, and praised Qin Erlang for his good figure, simplicity and trustworthiness.
Up to this point, Zhang Xing still didn’t know that although this place is Wenwenfang, it may not only sell skins. Good skins are good, but in such a high-end lobby place, the only people who are usually qualified to spend money are officials from Luobei. Most of them, a group of dozens of colleagues came together to do team building, hoping to eat, drink and have fun. Even though they all know the beauty of the beauty, how can everyone touch it?
I'm afraid you'll be sulking if you can't touch it, right?
Therefore, I am afraid that the main skill of this is to control the venue and adjust the atmosphere, and sell more drinks at the same time... As for the question of whether to sleep or not, that is obviously a matter after the show is over.
Moreover, you can guess with your buttocks that the income of dozens of sleeping companions may not be inferior to that of one Haodu Zhi with a high level of field control.
Thinking about it this way, is it true that Douzhi is not called an oiran, and Douzhi can save money by himself to have fun? It is true that a good Douzhi is the real core of a place.
"Everyone who has seen her knows her sister."
When it was Zhang Xing's turn, the country man who had already 'understood' had already let go and immediately handed over his hand. "I am Zhang Xing, a newcomer who has just joined the Bai Patrol Cavalry. This harassment, although all the brothers below Bai Patrol are thinking of Sister Du Zhi, is in the name of celebrating my joining the team... … I’m a country person, and I don’t see many scenes, so I need to know how to act. Please help me, sister, so that I don’t make a fool of myself.”
Xiao Lin was stunned for a while, but he still covered his mouth with his hands and smiled: "You are a person who says you don't see many scenes, but you speak so smartly. I don't know whether I should believe you or not."
"Don't talk about sister." Bai Yousi, who was following behind, also put his hands behind his hands and laughed. "I've been taking him with me for dozens of days, and I don't know whether to believe his words or not."
Xiao Lin Douzhi leaned over and leaned against the table. He pinched Bai Yousi's leg behind him first, and then kicked her. It was a private interaction, and then he asked Zhang Xinglai: "Brother Zhang You look so good, but I wonder where your family is?"
"Without father or mother, I came out alone." Zhang Xing blurted out. "Call me Zhang Sanlang."
"I understand, then I'll call you Sanlang, Zhang Sanlang." Xiao Lin knew this and stopped talking in depth.
"Hey." Zhang Xingye happily cooperated.
"That's good. If you really don't understand, when the order comes to drink later, I will definitely be the banquet. Then I will help my sister be the judge holding the wine..." Xiao Lin tilted his head and smiled. Her chest was half exposed, her eyes were moving, and she was pretending to lower her voice. "Whether it's good or not."
Zhang Xing immediately handed over.
Qin Bao next to him looked envious, but didn't know how to get into the conversation. Li Qingchen, who was a seat away, suddenly stood up and shouted: "Xiao Lin knows that we have heard all your private words, so why do you favor Zhang Sanlang? "
"Twelve Lang, what do you know?" Xiao Lin Duzhi took the opportunity to help Bai Yousi stand up, winked at Qin Erlang, and then scolded Li Qingchen on the spot. "Do you think the executioner is easy to do? He will be forced to drink wine for free. If you want to find trouble, just don't drink when the time comes and punish him with three drinks."
Everyone was shocked.
Amidst the roar, Xiao Lin turned around to indicate that he would officially go to the banquet and have a drink; Bai Yousi's smile faded slightly and turned back to the front seat; Qian Tang quickly calmed down and sat down; Li Qingchen laughed wildly; Qin Erlang's hands were red as he clapped; freshly baked Zhang Sanlang held his chin and looked at the side door, waiting to see how the banquet was going.
Suddenly, the atmosphere has risen.
But soon, a quarter of an hour after the wine and food were served, the atmosphere reached a new climax... As everyone filled their stomachs a little, Xiaolin Douzhi also went around and toasted a private drink to those who like to drink. , but took advantage of the opportunity to get up and go to the center of the lobby, looking around.
Everyone around him also stopped his chopsticks as usual. Only Zhang Xing kept eating because he wanted to taste the noodles, so his reaction was a little slow.
"Everyone." Xiao Lin knew this and immediately laughed. "Zhang Sanlang knows that he is going to be the executioner, so he has to fill his stomach first...Zhang Sanlang, please stop, please find a jar of wine for my sister immediately."
The crowd laughed even more.
As for Zhang Xing, he didn't care. He actually got up and took a jar of wine from the servant next to him, tore it open on the spot, put it on the tables in front of him, and held it down with his hands.
Next, Xiaolin Douzhi introduced the rules in a few words. Sure enough, they were going to play a game to punish them by drinking. Judging from the meaning, it was probably a word game, something similar to a drinking order.
It seems that this has been the case in the two worlds and the three worlds throughout the ages.
And as this game started, Zhang Xing further improved his understanding of Douzhi... It turns out that a good Douzhi must be fair in rewards and punishments, have sufficient understanding of everyone, and have enough knowledge. Reserves and cultural accomplishment.
Well said, where is the best place? Others don't know that if such a proud drinking order cannot be shown clearly, wouldn't it be in vain?
This requires Du Zhi to come forward and praise.
That's not good. What's wrong with it? What's wrong with the rules? If you want to tell the person, you must convince the person concerned. You must also take into account the person's drinking capacity and temper. The punishment should be appropriate so that the person will not be angry.
Thanks to the team building of colleagues, Bai Yousi is a high-ranking person who doesn't need to be waited on. Instead, he was replaced by some petty leaders. Considering his inferiority, Zhang Xing, who was only responsible for cold wine and pouring wine, had to thank him for his hard work.
The drinking order was passed around twice, and most of the people were slightly drunk. The atmosphere was extremely wonderful, and even those who had not drank were shaking their heads a little at this time.
At this time, the drinking order was directed at Li Qingchen again.
"Beimang Mountain?"
Li Qingchen was already half-drunk, and he heard the drinking rules, but he pointed to Beimang Mountain, which was vaguely visible from the lobby window.
"That's right, you broke the spoon yourself and moved it to the north. I ordered Beimang Mountain. Twelve Lang, you can just recite an ancient poem about Beimang Mountain. Classics and history are also acceptable. In short, if there is a source, it will be considered a pass." Xiao Lin Duzhi repeated it with a smile. "If you can persuade someone to drink with your mouth, you will be considered a winner. If you point to anyone here to drink wine, if it is too serious, bad, or wrong, you will be severely punished!"
Everyone was looking forward to it. Li Qingchen nodded and immediately said: "Yes! A green dragon rises from the foot of Beimang Mountain!"
Everyone was stunned on the spot, and then they remembered that this was a line from the "Tai Xuan Jing" handed down by Qing Emperor, and they nodded one after another.
Li Qingchen smiled and said nothing until Xiao Lin Duzhi came forward and praised: "This is a win... The green dragon rises under Beimang Mountain. It is not only an allusion from scriptures, but also quoted from an old poem by the ancient poet Wang Du. The poem ends with: , and toast this wine to the east wind."
There was actually such a thing, and all the patrolmen clapped their hands together, recognizing Li Qingchen's winning order.
Since Li Qingchen had won, he was about to point someone to bet, but after looking around, he saw Zhang Xing who was staying out of the situation, and he became a little excited: "Zhang Sanlang, you have been hiding all night, do you know anything about literature? If so, how about I give you a chance, and as long as you say it right, you win?"
Zhang Xing raised his head to look at Li Qingchen. He knew that the other person's family background was probably quite good. Like Qian Tang, he was a member of the front line of Bai Yousi's team. He only regarded himself and Qin Er as rivals, but he understood clearly how he was willing to do something like this. Do bad things make the other party angry?
He simply responded: "I will punish myself with three cups of wine! Twelve men can do it themselves!"
After saying that, he went to pour his own wine, and set out three large-sized wine bowls.
Everyone was quite bored, and Li Qingchen was also a little frustrated, but he didn't know what to do.
At this moment, Bai Yousi, who was sitting sideways on the railing of the stairs in the distance with a small jar of wine, suddenly said jokingly: "Zhang Xing, Zhang Sanlang, I have always admired you, because you are loyal on the one hand, and heroic on the other." , Three pieces of literature and art are natural... Now I am unwilling to show my culture in front of my brothers, which means that I have lost my heroism and loyalty. Could it be that I look down on all of you in the same rank?"
All the colleagues in the hall came to look at him. Li Qingchen's eyes almost burst into flames. Even Xiao Lin knew it was hard to speak. Only Qin Bao was nervous for a moment and was about to speak in a coquettish way.
Zhang Xing didn't know that the old woman on the stairs was petty after drinking too much. He was speechless at once, but he waved his hand to reassure Qin Bao while pouring the cold drinks: "It's not that I look down on you colleagues, but that I study hard. It is not in the scriptures and history and does not conform to the rules.”
Bai Yousi pouted on the spot, and Li Qingchen and others wanted to scold him.
But at this moment, Zhang Xing changed the topic, picked up a bowl of ice-cold wine, and turned to face everyone: "Okay, now that I have lost, I will recite an inappropriate long or short sentence to apologize. "
Everyone was stunned, then woke up and then became excited... Unlike Bai Yousi, how could they believe that this young colleague really had any talent? They just wanted to see Zhang Xing make a fool of himself.
That is to say, Qin Bao is more honest and a little uneasy.
As for Zhang Xing, he was also slightly drunk, and he instinctively remembered that iron rule... As the saying goes, if you don't copy poems after traveling through time, wouldn't your traveling through time be in vain?
Be sure to copy it.
Of course, this is also the cultural basis for copying poetry in this world - as I said before, apart from classics and history, this world has no shortage of temporary literature. Dacheng is of course a novel like "The Biography of the Heroine Li Yue", but the text The development of the game is regular. Generally, short ballads lead to poems. When poems come out, long and short sentences become available, then short stories and dramas, and then novels.
However, the poetry of this world is destined to diverge from the other world that Zhang Xing is familiar with due to completely different usage and material basis.
While thinking about it, Zhang Xing picked up a bowl of wine, and then drank it slowly while using his Qi to cool down.
He drank very slowly because he was a little dizzy. A suitable word had passed through his mind just for a moment, but he forgot about it when he picked up the bowl, so he could only waste time like this.
As for Bai Yousi, Li Qingchen and others, they seemed to be aware of Zhang Xing's delay, but out of different psychology, they joked and waited quietly.
Fortunately, after Zhang Xing drank a bowl, he still remembered the rough words of the song because one of the lines was considered a famous line throughout the ages.
"On the road down Beimang Mountain in ancient and modern times, all the heroes are old in the old world." Zhang Xing finished a bowl of wine, turned it upside down on the table, and opened his mouth to chant.
Most people here don't know how to do it, but Li Qingchen noticed something in an instant and sneered on the spot: "Zhang Sanlang, you are so mediocre, right? It should be the lower road of Jingu Beimang Mountain."
"Okay." Zhang Xing came to his senses and gave Li Qingchen a thumbs up from afar. "Li Twelve Lang is a master of one word..."
After saying that, he actually lowered his head to drink the second bowl of wine.
Li Qingchen continued to sneer, and Bai Yousi also lay on the railing, raising her head and lifting the wine jar. The wine in the jar seemed to come alive, turning into silk threads, and was poured into her throat accurately without haste.
After Zhang Xing finished drinking the second bowl of wine, he turned the bowl upside down, lowered his voice with emphasis, paused in yin and yang, and chanted again:
"On the road down Mang Mountain in Gubei today, Huang Chen is old and has become a hero.
Life is long and water is long.
Who can talk to each other in my deepest thoughts? When my eyes are far away, I will return home. "
Those who understood a little were already stunned; those who didn't understand instinctively went to see Li Qingchen, but found Li Qingchen sitting on the couch with a blank face and empty eyes; he went to see Xiao Lin Duzhi, but saw that Xiao Lin Duzhi was hesitant to speak. , and his eyes turned red on the spot.
When he went back to inspect his home, Bai Yousi raised his neck and raised the wine jar with one hand. The wine in the jar was like a thread, and it didn't stop for a moment.
At this time, Zhang Xing had already picked up the third bowl of wine that he had prepared for self-punishment. This time, he did not hesitate, pouring it into his mouth like splashing water, then just wiped it, and then held the wine bowl with one hand, Pointing one finger upward, he chanted again:
"On the road down Mang Mountain in Gubei today, Huang Chen is old and has become a hero.
Life is long and water is long.
Who can talk to each other in my deepest thoughts? When my eyes are far away, I will return home.
What will be the use of the unparalleled fame? In the past, I wrongly blamed God.
A great song can last a thousand minutes.
If a man is good at what he does, don't talk about poverty. "
After reciting a long and short sentence, Zhang Xing glanced at the silent Li Qingchen and the masked Xiao Lin, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had not copied the letter, so he had to pretend a little more.
"What a 'life longs to hate water'!"
But at this time, suddenly, a young male voice suddenly sounded in the lobby. His tone was calm, but he could not hide his admiration. His voice was loud, but the source could not be distinguished. "It's better to be a man who sings great songs and drinks for a thousand minutes. It's even better to be a man who is good at everything, don't talk about poverty!"
Everyone was surprised and looked for the source of the sound, but had no clue at all. Bai Yousi just kept drinking with his head raised.
The voice naturally continued:
"When it comes to essays on Chinese culture, the phrase 'life grows long and hates water' is a natural expression of Chinese culture. It's no wonder that Xiao Lindu Zhi also lost his composure. I think even older people have some aftertaste, but I'm still young and I just think about it." "A song of great song" can't help but fall short! Sister Sisi, how did you find such a person? "
"Sima Zheng, shut your mouth!"
When Bai Yousi heard this, he just rolled up his sleeves and threw the wine jar high into the sky. It flew through a gap upstairs and smashed deep into the ground. However, there was no sound of shattering on the ground. What's interesting is that Bai Yousi's voice also became ethereal and erratic like the other person's. "Sima Zheng! You are poaching my people in front of your fellow Fulong Guards, do you think you are not good enough? With such coldness, I am not worthy of being your subordinate!"
Speaking of the last sentence, it seems to expose the fact that someone's wine seems to be bad.
"It's my fault to disturb you without permission, but please forgive me, Sister Sisi. I never meant to poach you, let alone make Sister Sisi angry." The young male voice continued, still polite and calm. "It's just that the Zhang Sanlang in Sister Sisi's pocket really surprised me... Thank you sister for the wine, I'll shut up now."
As he spoke, the voice suddenly disappeared into thin air.
Bai Yousi sneered, raised his hand, picked up a jar of wine from nowhere, and continued drinking without hesitation.
However, Xiao Lin knew he had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain briefly: "It's Sima Erlang. Sima Erlang happened to be taking his subordinates to have a banquet at my sister's place tonight."
This Sima Erlang seemed to have a great reputation, and most of the people present were silent. The rest, like Zhang Xing, were as anxious as five claws scratching their hearts, but they couldn't ask questions for the moment.
Next, Xiao Lin Duzhi tried his best to revive the atmosphere somewhat, and treated Zhang Xing with obviously better treatment, but Zhang Xing always remembered this matter.
Finally, as the three rounds of drinking were over, the dance music came on, and everyone was staggering around. Zhang Xing finally got free, and immediately got up and took the wine to ask Li Qingchen, who is this Sima Zheng?
"Sima Erlang?"
Li Qingchen was drunk and shook his head after hearing this. "You might as well call him Sima Wudi, or Sima Erlong would be more appropriate..."
"Come up."
Just as Zhang Xing was about to ask again, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears. He immediately woke up, nodded to Li Qingchen, left the song and dance hall with the wine, and walked up the stairs.
"You want to know the details of Sima Zheng?"
Bai Yousi, who was sitting on the railing with her legs bent, had a reddish complexion. The wine jar under her feet had already turned over three times, but unexpectedly, she was much less drunk than before, and the strong smell of alcohol leaking from her fingers was very strong. Everything is revealed clearly.
People who are highly spiritual can drink as much as they want. Once they feel unwell, they can pour out the alcohol anytime and anywhere.
"Yes." Zhang Xing just glanced at him and leaned on the railing opposite to ask seriously. "That guy Li Qingchen said he was Sima Wudi or Sima Erlong... I'd like to ask the inspector, what does this mean?"
"I don't have anything to say, let's just discuss the matter." Bai Yousi glanced behind him through several walls, and told him openly regardless of the fact that the man could still hear. "This guy is the number one expert under the age of thirty in Dongdu, and probably the number one expert under the age of thirty in the world... isn't he Sima Wudi? As for Sima Erlong, it means that according to the folk certification, Jackie Chan When this guy was still young, everyone felt that as the world gradually became peaceful, if there was really one person who could overcome the shackles of the Grand Master in front of everyone, go against common sense, and attain the title of Jackie Chan, it would be this person. ”
Zhang Xing was silent for a moment and then asked seriously: "Dare I ask the inspector, are you not his opponent?"
Bai Yousi, who smelled of alcohol, said nothing and just stared at his subordinate coldly.
Zhang Xing understood, nodded, and asked again: "May I ask the inspector, how old is Sima Erlong this year?"
He did not ask about Sima Zheng's origin, because there was no need to ask, because the emperor who was usurped by the late emperor was named Sima, and the ancestor of the Sima family was also the head of the Eight Pillar Kingdom at that time. There are a dozen clans.
In other words, I don’t know if he is from the royal family of the previous dynasty, but in any case he is a core member of the Eight Pillar Kingdom system.
"One and a half years younger than me, about the same age as you." Bai Yousi thought for a moment and gave a shocking answer.
Zhang Xing fell silent.
"Now it's my turn to ask, Zhang Sanlang of Wenhua Tiancheng..." Bai Yousi suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the other party.
"Hey." Zhang Xing replied seriously while holding a wine glass with no unnecessary expression on his face. "If the inspection officer has anything to say, speak directly."
"Why are you so angry?" Bai Yousi poked the other person's wine glass with his finger, his face full of confusion. "Do you know how many drinks and tea you have frozen since you started icing sour plum tea at the entrance of Wenwenfang? Why are you not so tired that you can't stand up? You have only opened the five main meridians..."
Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Just like Wenhua Tiancheng, maybe I am also gifted in this area... Of course, I can't compare with the inspector and that Sima Erlong."
Bai Yousi smiled and suddenly calmed down: "I want to ask you something serious. Do you know why Brother Hu Yanhu didn't come?"
"I didn't think much about it even if I didn't ask during the inspection, but I had a guess after asking." Zhang Xing replied immediately. "But I don't know if it's right... is it because of Li Shu's matter?"
Bai Yousi, who had been drinking boldly just now, and whose face was still red now, nodded, then sat up straight on the railing, poured a bowl of wine into Zhang Xing's bowl, and then spoke in a low voice and sincerely: " Zhang Xing, secretly teach me what to do?"
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