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    Of course, the words brave were quickly put away again by Shen Cheng after half an hour. The environment at home was so chaotic that he used to go to the gazebo in the park to do his homework, and this time, that place he often went to was occupied by another figure, and with it, a somewhat familiar figure.


    Jian Shiwu sat on the pier of the gazebo, crying.


    Yes, that little bully who had just fought and still had a proud face, this time was shrinking into a ball of grievances, looking psychologically fragile, and huffing, as if he had suffered greatly, and muttering while in pain, "Where''s the fat pig, I''m a human being, not a pig..."


    But he did not expect that Jian Shiwu played a somewhat surprising persistence and perseverance in this matter:


    "Shen Cheng...”