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The long summer vacation finally passed, and Li Hong finally ushered in her long-awaited college life. At 9 o'clock in the morning on September 2, 2004, Kloc-0, this lovely and energetic girl stood alone at the gate of Haixing Art College, carrying a big bag and a small bag. The cell phone rang suddenly, and dad's nagging attack began immediately. "Xiao Hong, are you sure you can report separately? Do you want dad to drive over now to help you with the formalities? Did your mother say that you forgot to bring that down jacket you bought on sale in summer, or did your father bring it for you later? And-"Li Hong took a deep breath and got ready for * *:" Okay, Dad, I'll report it alone, okay, you don't have to come over. You don't need that down jacket now, you don't need to bring it. I will hang up after answering. " Say that finish, hang up the phone, Li Hong confidently walked into the Starfish Art Institute, and walked into this artistic world that made her feel novel.
"Hey, senior, I want to ask where the national dance major should be reported?" Li Hong patted a tall and thin boy walking in front of her on the shoulder. The boy turned to look at Li Hong and paused and said, "I'm not a senior, I'm new here." Then he turned and walked on. Li Hong looked at the boy, and suddenly there was a cold current in his heart. That man's ...
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