Madam, let's steam buns together
Chapter 46
"Young master, come and take a look, who's drawing skills are really good!"
With a decent yet polite smile on his face, Lu Zhiyou said seriously: "My surname is Lu Ming Zhiyou, don't call me someone."
There are many talented people in the city of Chang'an. Although Lu Zhiyou is a famous painter, but because he often paints pornographic paintings, his reputation is always not very good. Wolfberry has never taken the initiative to learn about this kind of news, so it is possible to know Lu Zhiyou Original.
Lu Zhiyou and Gou Qizi were holding the painting up and down together to appreciate it carefully. After confirming that there were no omissions on it, they lowered the painting a little.
The picture scroll held in front of him lowered, revealing the picture that was originally covered by it. Zhang Huaruo had got up from the soft couch, and was standing in front of the soft couch with his back facing them, arranging his clothes, and quickly turned around and walked towards them.
The picture at this moment is like the characters in the painting come alive, come out of the painting, come to reality, and come to them, the viewers of the painting.
The feeling of trance at this moment made Lu Zhiyou stay on the spot. The painting he painted can make people who admire the painting extremely itchy when they look at the painting, and they will involuntarily start to look forward to seeing the true appearance of the characters in the painting. The pictures are those precious moments that other viewers cannot see.
One second he was looking forward to the face in the painting, and the next second the person in the painting came to the front of reality and walked towards him, directly shocking him as a painter in place, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
His hand began to be out of his control. At this moment, he really wanted to pick up the paintbrush to draw the picture of this moment, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't do it, and the expression on his face began to become tangled. In the end, he could only use his left hand to hold Hold the right hand that wants to reach for the brush.
Lycium barbarum was standing very close to him at first, but when he saw this weird scene, he quickly took three steps back, and became more determined in his original thought, that this person really has a problem, the kind with a problem in his mind!
Seeing this, Zhang Huaruo helped Lu Zhiyou put away the brushes, and covered the painting utensils with a piece of unused drawing paper. Symptoms may be better.
Lu Zhiyou closed his eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath, maybe thinking of other people or things that attracted him, the expression on his face gradually calmed down, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to normal.
Just as if nothing happened just now, Zhang Huaruo looked at the painting and praised: "As expected of Mr. Lu's handwriting, the technique is delicate and detailed." The fingertips touched the top of the drawing paper, and did not really touch the traces. , "So my back looks like this."
The painting was finished and he was very satisfied. Zhang Huaruo was ready to pay and asked Lu Zhiyou for the price.
Lu Zhiyou waved his hand, making it clear that he didn't want to take Zhang Huaruo's money: "Mr. Zhang is very different from others just by looking at his back. It is Lu's greatest blessing today to be commissioned by Mr. Zhang to paint for you. What are you talking about?" As for money, although Lu is a layman, he is not so vulgar as to count pennies and pennies, so I ask Mr. Zhang to fulfill my little wish, and don't use money to ruin my beautiful wish."
Zhang Huaruo looked at him and suddenly laughed: "You are so funny, okay, this time I didn't make an agreement in advance, so I took advantage of you for the time being. If there is another time, I will definitely negotiate the price with you in advance."
"Then Lu is looking forward to Mr. Zhang's visit to the humble house next time."
Wolfberry saw that the young master was finally ready to leave, so he hurriedly opened the door and went out to wait for Zhang Huaruo.
"Master, are we going to Qingyifang now? Why did you ask that Lu Zhiyou to draw this picture for you? That person looks neurotic, so it's not interesting, he's obviously a weird weirdo!"
Wolfberry plans to inquire about Lu Zhiyou when he goes back, if there is really something wrong with this person, he must prevent the young master from getting close to such a person in advance, and no longer have any contact with him.
Zhang Huaruo glanced at the two scrolls that looked identical from the outside in Gou Qizi's hand. Although there was still a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were deserted.
If someone thinks he can compete with him, he must let that person understand that no one can compete with Zhang Huaruo.
Qingyifang was at the side door, and Azhan dozed off and waited there. He thought in his heart that Yang Dabao would never come, so he waited carelessly. When he heard the knock on the door, he subconsciously thought that other people in the building were going out. When he came back, he opened the side door while complaining about why they didn't go through the main door.
Wolfberry had already washed his face, and those who recognized him would recognize this face. Azhan's complaints were instantly silenced, and with a bang, the heavy wooden door was closed again. Wolfberry blinked and looked back at Zhang Huaruo innocently.
Silent accusation: Master, he won't let us in!
Zhang Huaruo stood calmly outside the door, comforting Wolfberry: "He will definitely let us in."
I learned a little bit about Liu Qingsu from Lu Zhiyou, and understood that this person came to Chang'an City not long ago, he is a man full of ambitions, but it's a pity that his thoughts were misplaced.
A person like Liu Qingsu must have been looking forward to the moment of confrontation with him. Now that he has come to the door on his own initiative, it is impossible for Liu Qingsu to turn him away.
Azhan held down his beating heart, put his back against the door and panicked.
What to do, what to do, the Lord has come to the door!
Azhan couldn't make the decision by himself, so he could only run to find Liu Qingsu and see how Liu Qingsu made his decision.
Just as Zhang Huaruo expected, Liu Qingsu heard from Azhan that the medlar next to Zhang Huaruo was coming, and Zhang Huaruo seemed to be standing behind him, but he was wearing a veiled bamboo hat to confirm if it was him, but it must be Zhang Huaruo himself.
Upon hearing the news, Liu Qingsu smiled after being surprised and flustered for a while.
Azhan silently took half a step back, and asked cautiously, "Should we drive them away?"
"Why do you want to drive them away? Azhan, go and bring them in quickly. Don't let them go. After you bring them in, lead them to the Wuyin Hall and wait. I'll come later."
To face the enemy in his heart all these years, Liu Qingsu naturally had to dress up and greet Zhang Huaruo in the best condition, and then...
Beat him to pieces.
Liu Qingsu really hated the word Zhang Huaruo. When he was still in his hometown, those guests kept mentioning Zhang Huaruo in his ears. Like Zhang Huaruo, those high-ranking officials or those who have some spare money to spend in the building, all love that little lady.
Even though he is excellent in both talent and appearance, but he is overwhelmed by such a person, and can only be placed second in the brothel in his hometown, he is so unwilling.
Now that he finally got the chance to come to Chang'an City, he must fight back in front of Zhang Huaruo and let outsiders know that he is obviously better than Zhang Huaruo.
Azhan quietly and obediently led Zhang Huaruo and Liu Qingsu to the spacious and quiet Wuyin Hall. This is usually the place where the boys and girls in the building practice dancing and playing the piano. It is still early, and the girls and boys in the building are still sleeping. It will gradually become lively after lunch.
But it is not empty now. There is a man practicing dancing quietly in the corner. His movements are light and he doesn't make much noise. If you don't pay attention carefully, you probably won't find that there is another person here.
Before Liu Qingsu came, Zhang Huaruo's eyes fell on the dancing man, and he showed some approval under the gauze curtain.
He can tell that this man is working very hard and studying his dancing skills very seriously. Since the three of them came in, this man has never looked this way, immersed in his own world and not being disturbed by the outside world. Moved.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Liu Qingsu came slowly, followed by a few people, their faces were more or less sleepy, obviously they had just woken up not long ago, and followed Liu Qingsu to watch a good show.
Liu Qingsu didn't want to make things big, but he still wanted someone to witness this moment to satisfy his vanity.
The first time he came in, Liu Qingsu stared at Zhang Huaruo firmly. The veiled bamboo hat covered Zhang Huaruo's face, but it couldn't cover his figure. Looking up and down, Liu Qingsu had to admit that it was just from his figure Look, Zhang Huaruo really belongs to the category of people with perfect proportions, but he is a little on the thin side.
But that doesn't mean anything. Some people have a perfect body shape, but when they match that face, it's all ruined.
Looking to the side, Liu Qingsu quickly noticed the scroll in Gou Qizi's hand, and understood that Zhang Huaruo was just letting Zhang Huaruo see his painting, but he didn't know whether Zhang Huaruo discovered the painting by accident, or Yang Dabao took the initiative to hand over the painting to Zhang Huaruo.
But, why two volumes?
While Liu Qingsu was looking at Zhang Huaruo and wolfberry, Zhang Huaruo was also looking at him. The indelible arrogance in Liu Qingsu's eyes was really conspicuous, with a hint of contempt.
In the quiet Wuyin hall, Liu Qingsu's frivolous voice sounded, he asked knowingly: "Who are you two, why did you come to Qingyi Fang from a side door so early to look for me?"
Lycium barbarum dislikes others talking to his young master so arrogantly, so Zhang Huaruo didn't need to speak, but directly replied: "Why, I forgot the address I left? My memory is so bad, why don't you hurry up and eat more food to replenish your brain."
For the wolfberry's provocation, Liu Qingsu didn't seem to care too much. His attention was all on Zhang Huaruo. Zhang Huaruo hadn't spoken yet. If he was aroused by a few words from a follower at this time, it would be too embarrassing. He didn't want to be at a disadvantage right from the start.
Finding a chair and sitting down calmly, Liu Qingsu leaned back and looked at Zhang Huaruo: "Of course I remember what was written in the things I gave, but I remember that the person who received my gift was obviously someone else, not you and me. Your master."
"The person you think of will not come today, nor will he come in the future, and will never come!" Wolfberry glared at him angrily.
There are not many seats in the dance practice area. Everyone usually sits on the floor. The chair that Liu Qingsu sits on is usually used by her teaching mother. Apart from this chair, there is no other place to sit. Zhang Huaruo can only stand and talk to him.
It's okay, Zhang Huaruo didn't think about sitting down and chatting with Liu Qingsu at first, he didn't plan to stay here for too long.
"I'm here to return the painting." Zhang Huaruo said lightly, "The gift from Young Master Liu is too expensive, so I'm here to return it."
There wasn't much ups and downs in his voice, it sounded like he didn't have too many emotions because of this matter, as if it was just an extremely small matter, and it only needed to say the last sentence and it was over, and he didn't take it seriously at all.
Wolfberry echoed: "If you still want to give someone this kind of thing in the future, you must think twice. Not everyone is as easy-talking as my young master, so I will send it back to you. If it were me, I would have helped you a long time ago." Hang it on the street to become famous."
Liu Qingsu straightened her temple hair, and said indifferently: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you want to hang it on the street, I just want to be famous."
"you!"
The wolfberry was short of breath, Zhang Huaruo held the wolfberry back and calmed the wolfberry, so that the wolfberry didn't have to talk anymore, just leave the matter to him.
Wolfberry knew that he was stupid, so he stopped talking, stood beside Zhang Huaruo and stared at Liu Qingsu, strengthening their momentum.
"Mr. Liu wants to be famous, and I can't stop him. I just advise Mr. Liu, don't just think about being famous outside, but also think about whether you can bear this reputation safely after becoming famous."
Liu Qingsu raised her eyebrows: "Hey, you want to use your father's status to suppress me so soon? To be honest, I'm really not afraid. Isn't there a saying that barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes."
"No, I never thought of using my identity to pressure you, there is no need to do anything extra."
Zhang Huaruo stretched out his hand to the wolfberry, and the wolfberry understood, and put both scrolls in Zhang Huaruo's hand.
"I heard that Mr. Liu has never met me, and I seem to have never heard of Mr. Liu's name. No matter how I come to this inexplicable hostility, I advise you, it's best to accept it."
The people behind Liu Qingsu were more or less awake at this time. They heard Liu Qingsu said that someone came to find fault with him, so they asked them to accompany them so they came to take a look. what happen.
But looking at Zhang Huaruo's calm reaction, I realized that it wasn't someone who was picking on Liu Qingsu, but that Liu Qingsu was coming after finding someone else to embolden them.
"This big city of Chang'an can't tolerate me hating a person's private emotions?" Liu Qingsu said coldly, "In the end, Mr. Zhang, but he still wants to use his power for personal gain and use his official position to suppress others!"
What Liu Qingsu didn't expect was that Zhang Huaruo smiled when he heard him say these words. Even through the gauze curtain, he could feel that Zhang Huaruo was smiling.
He could feel it, not a contemptuous smile, nor a mocking smile, but simply felt ridiculous after hearing what he said.
Because of this, Liu Qingsu felt that she was looked down upon even more, her hands on her knees were tightly clenched into fists, her knuckles turned white, but she still tried her best not to show concern: "What are you laughing at!"
With a decent yet polite smile on his face, Lu Zhiyou said seriously: "My surname is Lu Ming Zhiyou, don't call me someone."
There are many talented people in the city of Chang'an. Although Lu Zhiyou is a famous painter, but because he often paints pornographic paintings, his reputation is always not very good. Wolfberry has never taken the initiative to learn about this kind of news, so it is possible to know Lu Zhiyou Original.
Lu Zhiyou and Gou Qizi were holding the painting up and down together to appreciate it carefully. After confirming that there were no omissions on it, they lowered the painting a little.
The picture scroll held in front of him lowered, revealing the picture that was originally covered by it. Zhang Huaruo had got up from the soft couch, and was standing in front of the soft couch with his back facing them, arranging his clothes, and quickly turned around and walked towards them.
The picture at this moment is like the characters in the painting come alive, come out of the painting, come to reality, and come to them, the viewers of the painting.
The feeling of trance at this moment made Lu Zhiyou stay on the spot. The painting he painted can make people who admire the painting extremely itchy when they look at the painting, and they will involuntarily start to look forward to seeing the true appearance of the characters in the painting. The pictures are those precious moments that other viewers cannot see.
One second he was looking forward to the face in the painting, and the next second the person in the painting came to the front of reality and walked towards him, directly shocking him as a painter in place, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
His hand began to be out of his control. At this moment, he really wanted to pick up the paintbrush to draw the picture of this moment, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't do it, and the expression on his face began to become tangled. In the end, he could only use his left hand to hold Hold the right hand that wants to reach for the brush.
Lycium barbarum was standing very close to him at first, but when he saw this weird scene, he quickly took three steps back, and became more determined in his original thought, that this person really has a problem, the kind with a problem in his mind!
Seeing this, Zhang Huaruo helped Lu Zhiyou put away the brushes, and covered the painting utensils with a piece of unused drawing paper. Symptoms may be better.
Lu Zhiyou closed his eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath, maybe thinking of other people or things that attracted him, the expression on his face gradually calmed down, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to normal.
Just as if nothing happened just now, Zhang Huaruo looked at the painting and praised: "As expected of Mr. Lu's handwriting, the technique is delicate and detailed." The fingertips touched the top of the drawing paper, and did not really touch the traces. , "So my back looks like this."
The painting was finished and he was very satisfied. Zhang Huaruo was ready to pay and asked Lu Zhiyou for the price.
Lu Zhiyou waved his hand, making it clear that he didn't want to take Zhang Huaruo's money: "Mr. Zhang is very different from others just by looking at his back. It is Lu's greatest blessing today to be commissioned by Mr. Zhang to paint for you. What are you talking about?" As for money, although Lu is a layman, he is not so vulgar as to count pennies and pennies, so I ask Mr. Zhang to fulfill my little wish, and don't use money to ruin my beautiful wish."
Zhang Huaruo looked at him and suddenly laughed: "You are so funny, okay, this time I didn't make an agreement in advance, so I took advantage of you for the time being. If there is another time, I will definitely negotiate the price with you in advance."
"Then Lu is looking forward to Mr. Zhang's visit to the humble house next time."
Wolfberry saw that the young master was finally ready to leave, so he hurriedly opened the door and went out to wait for Zhang Huaruo.
"Master, are we going to Qingyifang now? Why did you ask that Lu Zhiyou to draw this picture for you? That person looks neurotic, so it's not interesting, he's obviously a weird weirdo!"
Wolfberry plans to inquire about Lu Zhiyou when he goes back, if there is really something wrong with this person, he must prevent the young master from getting close to such a person in advance, and no longer have any contact with him.
Zhang Huaruo glanced at the two scrolls that looked identical from the outside in Gou Qizi's hand. Although there was still a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were deserted.
If someone thinks he can compete with him, he must let that person understand that no one can compete with Zhang Huaruo.
Qingyifang was at the side door, and Azhan dozed off and waited there. He thought in his heart that Yang Dabao would never come, so he waited carelessly. When he heard the knock on the door, he subconsciously thought that other people in the building were going out. When he came back, he opened the side door while complaining about why they didn't go through the main door.
Wolfberry had already washed his face, and those who recognized him would recognize this face. Azhan's complaints were instantly silenced, and with a bang, the heavy wooden door was closed again. Wolfberry blinked and looked back at Zhang Huaruo innocently.
Silent accusation: Master, he won't let us in!
Zhang Huaruo stood calmly outside the door, comforting Wolfberry: "He will definitely let us in."
I learned a little bit about Liu Qingsu from Lu Zhiyou, and understood that this person came to Chang'an City not long ago, he is a man full of ambitions, but it's a pity that his thoughts were misplaced.
A person like Liu Qingsu must have been looking forward to the moment of confrontation with him. Now that he has come to the door on his own initiative, it is impossible for Liu Qingsu to turn him away.
Azhan held down his beating heart, put his back against the door and panicked.
What to do, what to do, the Lord has come to the door!
Azhan couldn't make the decision by himself, so he could only run to find Liu Qingsu and see how Liu Qingsu made his decision.
Just as Zhang Huaruo expected, Liu Qingsu heard from Azhan that the medlar next to Zhang Huaruo was coming, and Zhang Huaruo seemed to be standing behind him, but he was wearing a veiled bamboo hat to confirm if it was him, but it must be Zhang Huaruo himself.
Upon hearing the news, Liu Qingsu smiled after being surprised and flustered for a while.
Azhan silently took half a step back, and asked cautiously, "Should we drive them away?"
"Why do you want to drive them away? Azhan, go and bring them in quickly. Don't let them go. After you bring them in, lead them to the Wuyin Hall and wait. I'll come later."
To face the enemy in his heart all these years, Liu Qingsu naturally had to dress up and greet Zhang Huaruo in the best condition, and then...
Beat him to pieces.
Liu Qingsu really hated the word Zhang Huaruo. When he was still in his hometown, those guests kept mentioning Zhang Huaruo in his ears. Like Zhang Huaruo, those high-ranking officials or those who have some spare money to spend in the building, all love that little lady.
Even though he is excellent in both talent and appearance, but he is overwhelmed by such a person, and can only be placed second in the brothel in his hometown, he is so unwilling.
Now that he finally got the chance to come to Chang'an City, he must fight back in front of Zhang Huaruo and let outsiders know that he is obviously better than Zhang Huaruo.
Azhan quietly and obediently led Zhang Huaruo and Liu Qingsu to the spacious and quiet Wuyin Hall. This is usually the place where the boys and girls in the building practice dancing and playing the piano. It is still early, and the girls and boys in the building are still sleeping. It will gradually become lively after lunch.
But it is not empty now. There is a man practicing dancing quietly in the corner. His movements are light and he doesn't make much noise. If you don't pay attention carefully, you probably won't find that there is another person here.
Before Liu Qingsu came, Zhang Huaruo's eyes fell on the dancing man, and he showed some approval under the gauze curtain.
He can tell that this man is working very hard and studying his dancing skills very seriously. Since the three of them came in, this man has never looked this way, immersed in his own world and not being disturbed by the outside world. Moved.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Liu Qingsu came slowly, followed by a few people, their faces were more or less sleepy, obviously they had just woken up not long ago, and followed Liu Qingsu to watch a good show.
Liu Qingsu didn't want to make things big, but he still wanted someone to witness this moment to satisfy his vanity.
The first time he came in, Liu Qingsu stared at Zhang Huaruo firmly. The veiled bamboo hat covered Zhang Huaruo's face, but it couldn't cover his figure. Looking up and down, Liu Qingsu had to admit that it was just from his figure Look, Zhang Huaruo really belongs to the category of people with perfect proportions, but he is a little on the thin side.
But that doesn't mean anything. Some people have a perfect body shape, but when they match that face, it's all ruined.
Looking to the side, Liu Qingsu quickly noticed the scroll in Gou Qizi's hand, and understood that Zhang Huaruo was just letting Zhang Huaruo see his painting, but he didn't know whether Zhang Huaruo discovered the painting by accident, or Yang Dabao took the initiative to hand over the painting to Zhang Huaruo.
But, why two volumes?
While Liu Qingsu was looking at Zhang Huaruo and wolfberry, Zhang Huaruo was also looking at him. The indelible arrogance in Liu Qingsu's eyes was really conspicuous, with a hint of contempt.
In the quiet Wuyin hall, Liu Qingsu's frivolous voice sounded, he asked knowingly: "Who are you two, why did you come to Qingyi Fang from a side door so early to look for me?"
Lycium barbarum dislikes others talking to his young master so arrogantly, so Zhang Huaruo didn't need to speak, but directly replied: "Why, I forgot the address I left? My memory is so bad, why don't you hurry up and eat more food to replenish your brain."
For the wolfberry's provocation, Liu Qingsu didn't seem to care too much. His attention was all on Zhang Huaruo. Zhang Huaruo hadn't spoken yet. If he was aroused by a few words from a follower at this time, it would be too embarrassing. He didn't want to be at a disadvantage right from the start.
Finding a chair and sitting down calmly, Liu Qingsu leaned back and looked at Zhang Huaruo: "Of course I remember what was written in the things I gave, but I remember that the person who received my gift was obviously someone else, not you and me. Your master."
"The person you think of will not come today, nor will he come in the future, and will never come!" Wolfberry glared at him angrily.
There are not many seats in the dance practice area. Everyone usually sits on the floor. The chair that Liu Qingsu sits on is usually used by her teaching mother. Apart from this chair, there is no other place to sit. Zhang Huaruo can only stand and talk to him.
It's okay, Zhang Huaruo didn't think about sitting down and chatting with Liu Qingsu at first, he didn't plan to stay here for too long.
"I'm here to return the painting." Zhang Huaruo said lightly, "The gift from Young Master Liu is too expensive, so I'm here to return it."
There wasn't much ups and downs in his voice, it sounded like he didn't have too many emotions because of this matter, as if it was just an extremely small matter, and it only needed to say the last sentence and it was over, and he didn't take it seriously at all.
Wolfberry echoed: "If you still want to give someone this kind of thing in the future, you must think twice. Not everyone is as easy-talking as my young master, so I will send it back to you. If it were me, I would have helped you a long time ago." Hang it on the street to become famous."
Liu Qingsu straightened her temple hair, and said indifferently: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you want to hang it on the street, I just want to be famous."
"you!"
The wolfberry was short of breath, Zhang Huaruo held the wolfberry back and calmed the wolfberry, so that the wolfberry didn't have to talk anymore, just leave the matter to him.
Wolfberry knew that he was stupid, so he stopped talking, stood beside Zhang Huaruo and stared at Liu Qingsu, strengthening their momentum.
"Mr. Liu wants to be famous, and I can't stop him. I just advise Mr. Liu, don't just think about being famous outside, but also think about whether you can bear this reputation safely after becoming famous."
Liu Qingsu raised her eyebrows: "Hey, you want to use your father's status to suppress me so soon? To be honest, I'm really not afraid. Isn't there a saying that barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes."
"No, I never thought of using my identity to pressure you, there is no need to do anything extra."
Zhang Huaruo stretched out his hand to the wolfberry, and the wolfberry understood, and put both scrolls in Zhang Huaruo's hand.
"I heard that Mr. Liu has never met me, and I seem to have never heard of Mr. Liu's name. No matter how I come to this inexplicable hostility, I advise you, it's best to accept it."
The people behind Liu Qingsu were more or less awake at this time. They heard Liu Qingsu said that someone came to find fault with him, so they asked them to accompany them so they came to take a look. what happen.
But looking at Zhang Huaruo's calm reaction, I realized that it wasn't someone who was picking on Liu Qingsu, but that Liu Qingsu was coming after finding someone else to embolden them.
"This big city of Chang'an can't tolerate me hating a person's private emotions?" Liu Qingsu said coldly, "In the end, Mr. Zhang, but he still wants to use his power for personal gain and use his official position to suppress others!"
What Liu Qingsu didn't expect was that Zhang Huaruo smiled when he heard him say these words. Even through the gauze curtain, he could feel that Zhang Huaruo was smiling.
He could feel it, not a contemptuous smile, nor a mocking smile, but simply felt ridiculous after hearing what he said.
Because of this, Liu Qingsu felt that she was looked down upon even more, her hands on her knees were tightly clenched into fists, her knuckles turned white, but she still tried her best not to show concern: "What are you laughing at!"
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