40 Chapter 40
◎A fleeting moment of warmth, the ghost bride◎
Qianyang dissolved the ink in water, wet the wolf hair brush, and asked him to close his eyes.
The wolf hair brush was dipped in blood-red ink and used to draw a talisman from his right eyebrow. The tip of the brush passed over his deep eye sockets, went down to the bridge of his nose, and then slanted down to the lower part of his left cheekbone, and then ended the stroke.
The blood-colored ink stains seeped into his skin bit by bit, forming a sharp contrast with his pale color, making him look even more stunning.
Qianyang put down the wolf hair brush, put the fingers of his right hand together, held them in front of his chest, and silently chanted a spell. The air around his fingers became visibly stagnant.
Suddenly, Sang Chen frowned slightly, feeling a slight heat where the wolf hair brush had landed.
Then, the red ink stain on his face seemed to come alive and changed in front of everyone's eyes!
The talisman that originally flowed down from the right eye was turned upside down in an instant!
[What the hell?]
[Wait, are my eyes blurry? ]
[…No way? Why, why do I remember this thing not looking like this when I first drew it?]
【ah? ? ? 】
Is it alive?
【I've never seen this before! 】
"Okay." Qianyang put down his fingers, indicating that he could open his eyes.
Sang Chen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze swept across the room, his expression a little dazed, "I can't see..."
"I shut down your senses and temporarily restored your five senses to those of an ordinary human." Qian Yang explained to him while packing up his things.
"The blood ink is not yet familiar with your body. After a few days, you can open it when you want and close it when you don't. You can completely control it yourself."
Sang Chen sat up straight, like a newborn baby perceiving this strange and quiet world.
"I can see her." Sang Chen pointed to the position next to Qian Yang with a puzzled look.
"Your senior sister is different from ordinary ghosts." Qian Yang said, then turned around as if he had discovered something. He raised his hand and slapped the air, scolding, "Don't move! This thing can make you visible."
Ahahahaha!
【The ghost sister got beaten! 】
【Let you mess around with things! 】
Qianyang has taken good care of her little ghost sister! She's still the same little ghost sister who used to steal egg tarts!
What exactly is blood ink? It's actually alive!
Qian Yang said, "It's made from blood essence. The piece I have is probably three hundred years old."
After looking around the room, Sang Chen stood up from the sofa silently and walked to the balcony. As night fell, the city lit up with neon lights, like twinkling bright stars.
In the distance, colorful lights shot into the sky, cars honked their horns, and singing rose up.
A breeze blew towards him, and Sang Chen was absent-mindedly feeling everything in front of him. Only at this moment did he feel as if he was standing firmly on the ground.
"...It's so quiet." Sang Chen murmured.
“So beautiful.”
Qianyang stood behind him and followed his gaze to look at the city scene.
"Yes." Qianyang said.
Like Sang Chen, Qianyang also thought so when he first arrived at the foot of the mountain.
【Wow, I'm a little touched. What's going on?】
【Great! Everyone's life can get back on track.】
[Thank you, host! You are really awesome.]
【Luckily, they met Qianyang. 】
Qianyang may not be able to save the world from all suffering, but it would be a wonderful thing if even one person could be saved because of her.
[Wow, I was wrong. I apologize for what I said in Xiao Sangyue's live broadcast room.]
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't judge a person by his appearance. Master Qianyang, you are truly an exceptionally powerful and wonderful person."
"Thank you for speaking up for Xiao Sangyue. Thank you for helping my brother. I'm sorry."
[I admit it, Master Qianyang is the only true god in the metaphysics live broadcast area! From now on, I will be your most loyal supporter!]
I spent a whole day watching all the live broadcast replays and couldn't stop crying. Even though everyone got a happy ending because of you, I was the only one who couldn't get over it.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded five million.
Barrage and gift effects kept popping up.
Yang Mao and Qin Shuyi stood in the room, looking at the two people's backs with a smile.
Sang Chen sniffed the faint fragrance in the wind, turned around and looked at Qianyang.
A trace of bitter red appeared in his eyes, and he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Thank you, Master."
Qian Yang couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to touch his head, but before he got close, Sang Chen lowered his head on his own initiative.
Qian Yang rubbed his hair contentedly and said with a sincere smile: "Good disciple, live well."
"Um……"
In the evening, Yang Wei came home from school and Qian Yang introduced the new member of the family to her.
"……Hello."
"hello."
"I'll allocate the common area. The bathroom over there, apprentice, you, Sang Chen, and Da'e will share. The bathroom outside my bedroom will still be shared by Yang Wei and me."
“OK.”
"Would you like to order a midnight snack to celebrate?"
"OK!"
"Buy a few beers."
"?"
"Yang Wei, you're not yet an adult."
"I could use a little."
Sang Chen's arrival did not change their lives. It was just that when Qianyang was live streaming, he had an extra assistant by his side.
Sang Chen is not a talkative person, but he is very obedient and hardworking. Qianyang bought him a mobile phone so that he could talk to Xiao Sangyue on the phone.
Xiao Sangyue rented a house in Taihang City, not far away, and found a sales job outside. Although it was very tiring and she didn't earn a fraction of what she earned from live streaming, she liked it very much.
After learning about his sister's situation, Sang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
On the third day after arriving in Taihang City, Qianyang took him out.
I arrived at Honglian Square early in the morning and the old men and women had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing a strange face following her, everyone couldn't help but tease, "Who is this handsome boy?"
"Oh my! Is he playing that Dunk Prey? My granddaughter loves to play it too, and she paints on her face every day."
"Master Qianyang, are you accepting another disciple?"
"This guy is even more handsome than your eldest disciple, but he's a little thinner. Is he married?"
Qian Yang said: "No."
A group of old men and women surrounded the two of them and asked them all sorts of questions. Sang Chen seemed a little nervous, but did not overreact.
Compared to the sounds he had heard before, all these chattering were child's play to him. It was just that it was his first time to be around so many people, so he couldn't help feeling nervous.
“Master…”
He followed Qianyang closely, wherever Qianyang went, he went, a bit like a chick and its mother hen.
【Haha ...
[My brother is like a young chicken going out for the first time.]
[Our third junior brother is pitiful and adorable.]
[Hehe, Third Junior Brother looks even better with the talisman painted on his face!]
[I understand! There's a sense of a mysterious master hidden deep within.]
【Seeing this makes me want to bully him too. 】
[You are all bad people, unlike me, who only loves my third apprentice brother.]
After finishing the activities at Honglian Square every morning, the two of them had breakfast on the roadside.
After returning home, Qianyang let his apprentice rest for a while and started today's live broadcast.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has increased over the past two days, with almost every show reaching five million views.
In addition, other anchors on the Qingning platform have a feeling that if one person succeeds, everyone else will benefit. The highest number of viewers for the top anchors except Qianyang has reached over 800,000.
The official Qingning even launched an event with 20% off on gift rewards. Basically, the audience can buy gifts at a 20% discount as a reward, and the anchor can still get half of the original price.
For example, if an apple costs one dollar and the audience buys it for 80 cents, the anchor still gets half of the original price, which is 50 cents, while the Qingning official only takes 30 cents.
In this way, the audience saves money without affecting the host's income.
Once the event was launched, it immediately attracted widespread attention from small anchors on other sites. Qingning lost some profits, but successfully used the event to attract traffic to the platform.
To be honest, Qian Yang didn't quite believe that this was a strategy Fang Lie could come up with.
Sure enough, after Qianyang asked the administrator out of curiosity, he received a positive answer.
Administrator 9958: [The boss has gone on a trip abroad to celebrate the total number of registrations exceeding 20 million. The company is currently being managed by someone else.]
It goes without saying that this "other person" is Song Yunli.
I don’t know why he is so indulgent towards Fang Lie. He clearly doesn’t seem to be someone who values family affection.
"Ahem...Hello, Master."
The live broadcast entered the connection, and a person who covered himself tightly appeared on the screen.
Qianyang pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Hello."
The man was dressed almost the same as Sang Chen when he got off the plane. He was wearing a hat, a mask and big sunglasses, with no skin on his face exposed. Judging from his voice, he should be a man.
【？ 】
[Bu'er, are you a fugitive? Why are you hiding so tightly?]
Attention all departments! Attention all departments! A suspected criminal has entered the livestream!
[Brother, what bad things have you done?]
[Speak out loud and let everyone judge whether you deserve to go to hell.]
"What's the matter?" Qian Yang asked.
The man coughed dryly, his voice sounding unusually muffled through the mask. "I have a friend. It's not me! It's a friend of mine."
"Hmm?" Qianyang motioned for him to continue.
I Have a Friend
A classic among classics.
I believe it.
"My friend and his other friends played the Pen Fairy game a few times... well... it's the psychic game."
"so what?"
The man hesitated for a long time, as if he had said nothing.
"He's been having dreams lately...at night...the kind of dreams that...are not very good."
"Nightmare?"
The man coughed. "No, it's that kind of... cough cough... dream."
If your throat is dry, drink water.
【Cough, cough, cough, cough, tuberculosis.】
【What kind of dream was this? Such a longwinded thought.】
[Does anyone really play psychic games? They think their lives are too comfortable.]
"What dream?" Qianyang asked patiently.
The man's voice lowered a few notches. "It's that kind of dream... everyone has."
"It's, it's not suitable for children."
"Which one?"
“Just…”
Qianyang: “?”
【Save flow: Spring | Dream.】
【???】
[You little bastard! Awesome!]
[Are you really not afraid of having your energy sucked out? ]
[No wonder it's so secretive. It seems there are still people on the internet you care about.]
Qian Yang glanced at the comments and asked, "Did someone have sex with you in your dream?"
"No, no! It's not that serious, just a little bit intimate..."
【Hahaha, the host said it as if it were mating.】
【No emotion at all.】
Qianyang asked, "Is it frequent?"
The man nodded. "I dream about it almost every night. Actually, the content of the dream isn't too extreme, but it happens too frequently. I always feel like something's wrong."
Qianyang frowned, "Every day?"
"Yes... I swear, I absolutely... No, that's not the case. My friend is definitely not that lonely. He thinks it's too strange and suspects he's been haunted by a female ghost while playing a psychic game with his friends. I heard that you're very powerful, so he asked me to come and ask for your help."
Qian Yang pondered for a moment and asked, "Who have you met recently?"
"Master, it's not me, it's a friend of mine." The man stammered.
"Well, who has your friend been meeting recently?"
"It's just a few friends I know. I haven't met anyone else."
Qian Yang said, "Stretch out your left hand."
The man did as he was told and stretched out his left hand. His nervousness was visible even through his sunglasses and mask.
"Master, if I'm haunted by a female ghost, will it have any effect on me?"
Qian Yang looked at his palm and said, "Generally speaking, as long as we send her away, the impact won't be significant. However, the one next to you may not be easy to send away."
The man froze visibly, forgetting his attempts to conceal his mistake. He asked in panic, "Master, why?"
Qian Yang said: "You and her have a secret relationship."
[What the hell???]
Ahhhhhh!
[Oh my god! This is so scary!]
[Help, I'm so scared to be alone at home.]
[Will playing the psychic game lead to a ghost marriage? ]
"……What?"
I could see his enlarged eyes even through his sunglasses.
Qian Yang said: "The psychic game is just a chance to talk to ghosts, and Yin Qin is not because of the psychic game."
"What's going on?" the man asked tremblingly.
"Have you told your horoscope to other people?" Qian Yang asked instead of answering.
The man froze for a few seconds, "I did mention it before..."
"Have you ever given away your underwear or things you use frequently?"
"Yes..." the man said stiffly.
"What?"
"I have a little bear that I bought more than ten years ago. I hug it to sleep every night... Some time ago, a couple told me that their child was sick. She liked me very much and hoped that I could give her the little bear as a companion."
"I gave it to them out of pity..."
"Do they know your horoscope?" Qian Yang asked.
The man hesitated and said, "I mentioned my date of birth and time during the live broadcast."
"Master, what should I do? I'm not married yet, I don't even have a girlfriend. I don't want to be with a female ghost I don't know..."
【Good fellow, you sent yourself out to keep company. 】
[Live broadcast? Sounds like he's also a public figure?]
[You won't send the bear as a gift to your fans, right?]
[This family has been targeting you for a long time. How scary.]
[Their daughter liked you and had watched your live broadcast, so she knew your horoscope. But for some unknown reason, she passed away. So her parents found you and tried to arrange a ghost marriage between you and their deceased daughter?]
[Hiss! That's so scary!]
…
[Emmm, I know who you are. Do you want me to help you recall what you have done? ]
At this time, a barrage of comments slowly rolled by.
[What the hell???]
Is there a story?
【Open your ears! 】
[So exciting! So who is he? What did he do?]
The man also saw this comment. He frowned and said in a deeper voice, "Me? What did I do? Come on, help me recall what shameful thing I did."
"I swear to God that I have never done anything that would go against my conscience!"
"Who are you? Tell me your name and let's confront each other face to face!"
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly became extremely tense.
Qianyang didn't expect things to turn out this way, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.
On September 18th of last year, you led a team to play a low-rank game. I was the opponent's "Ludan" (a type of player with a slang name). I was killed 27 times by you, and I was reported and deducted 38 points (smile).
【？ 】
[…Excessive!]
This is too much!
【Apologize! Apologize to me!】
[You are so hateful!]
How could there be such a cruel person?
man:"……"
Qianyang: “…”
"Ah... were you just a stranger at the time? Didn't we add each other as friends and apologize later?"
"What's the point? Do you know how much damage that game caused to my young heart?!"
"sorry……"
【I think I've heard about this.】
【I also saw it online! 】
[That esports anchor? ]
[I saw the marketing account's clip, and it seems like Ludan grabbed both red and blue buffs at the start.]
[What the hell? You're a leaf from the Shark Platform???]
[Holy shit! He's played professionally?!]
People in the barrage recognized him one after another. The man sighed, took off his hat, untied his sunglasses and mask, and revealed his true face.
He scratched his hair awkwardly and said, "Hello Master Qianyang, hello everyone in the live broadcast room, I'm Ye Zi."
"Hello." Qian Yang replied calmly.
Ye Zi muttered, "How embarrassing! I didn't want to reveal my identity. You're not allowed to tell anyone. Remember, it's not me! It's one of my friends!"
He looked at the camera with a determined face, trying to brainwash the audience outside the camera.
"No, it's not me, it's a friend of mine."
[Fuck! It's you, Xiao Ju!]
[Our anchors are really popular! All the great anchors from the Shark platform are here!]
[I heard that your streamer group was very lively when you connected with Xiao Sangyue?]
[Many great masters are live streaming on their main accounts! ]
Ye Zi smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, everyone in the anchor group is paying attention to this matter."
"Master Qianyang, you are truly amazing!"
"Let's get down to business." Qianyang reminded.
"Yes... yes... let's get down to business. Master Qianyang, what should I do? I don't know her, and I don't like her."
Qian Yang said, "Once a ghost marriage is formed, unless she agrees, the marriage can only be annulled by finding her body."
"But..." Ye Zi looked confused, "I don't even know where she is."
"I don't know that couple. After they contacted me privately, I put the bear in a courier and they went to pick it up themselves... I don't even know what they look like."
Qian Yang asked, "Check their account to see if there is any information."
"Okay, Master, wait a moment."
Now that her identity has been discovered, Ye Zi no longer hides it and moves the camera away, revealing the room where she often broadcasts live. There are some trophies and medals on the cabinet behind her.
Ye Zi opened the backstage of Shark Live and after searching for a while, he looked at the screen with a pale face and said, "Master... he cancelled his account."
Hearing this, Qianyang frowned.
"Then we have to find the ghost bride first."
"Master, I heard them say that you can see, isn't she in this room?" Ye Zi looked around nervously and couldn't help shivering.
Qianyang said: "Not here."
"Then...how do we find her?"
"Of course you will be the one to communicate with the spirits." Qian Yang said as a matter of course.
"You said before that you had played with the Pen Fairy?"
"right……"
"Then let's play with the Pen Fairy."
"But how do you play alone?"
"akin."
"similar?"
Qian Yang said: "The Pen Fairy uses the pen as a medium, and you can use yourself as a medium."
Ye Zi's face froze slightly, and she trembled as she asked, "Using myself as the medium?"
"Well, you already have a connection with her. It's easier to have a conversation with her using yourself as a medium."
"No... no, I'd better use a pen. I'll use a pen."
Qian Yang frowned and said, "Do you still want to live? Once a ghost marriage is formed, your vitality will be drained away sooner or later. If you want her to give up her relationship with you on her own initiative, it would be better for you to persuade her personally."
Ye Zi wanted to cry but couldn't, so she said, "I'm scared!"
[…I can’t laugh, I’m scared too.]
[Wow, from Qianyang's first live broadcast to now, I'm still very afraid of ghosts. 】
[I clicked it. It might not hurt me, but it would really scare me to death (except for the ghost sister)]
[I really can't criticize this. I'd be scared too.]
"Then you can keep her company in your dreams from now on, and let her settle down..."
This is what Qianyang learned from watching other people's live broadcasts when he was bored.
"No, no, no! I understand! I understand, isn't that enough? Master, you can't just watch me die!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Qian Yang's patience was worn out by him. "Prepare a candle, a bowl of raw glutinous rice water, close the doors and windows, draw the curtains, take off your coat, and sit on the floor."
"Oh..." Ye Zi slowly stood up, prepared everything she said, closed the doors and windows, pulled the curtains tight, turned off the lights, and the room immediately became dark.
Ye Zi placed a wooden chair in the middle of the room, dripped a few drops of wax on it, stood up a candle, then placed raw glutinous rice water in front of the candle, sat on the floor, and fixed the connected mobile phone diagonally in front of her.
"Close your eyes and recall how she looked in your dream," Qian Yang said.
The candlelight reflected on Ye Zi's face, and he made an awkward expression, "Okay."
"Did she ever tell you her name? Or the strange name that appeared in your dream?"
Ye Zi closed her eyes, lost in memories of what she said, and frowned unconsciously.
"...Li Ying?"
"That's her name, you can try calling her name."
"Li Ying? Li Ying, are you there?"
Qian Yang didn't say anything, staring intently at the screen, and reminded: "Don't open your eyes without my permission."
[So nervous, so nervous, so nervous! ]
【Ahhhhhhh, anchor, protect me! 】
【Why is the sense of substitution so strong! 】
[Hehe, I was slacking off in the restroom and watching a livestream, so I deliberately clamped my shit out. For the first time, I felt a sense of belonging to my workstation.]
[…Wow, I shouldn’t have turned on the livestream during work hours (I work at a funeral home).]
After waiting silently for half a minute, the candle flame in front of the camera suddenly jumped, as if blown by the wind.
Looking at the direction of the flickering candlelight, the wind seemed to be coming from the door.
【Here it comes! 】
【Ahhh, today opened my eyes! 】
[With the doors and windows closed, Ye Zi was the only one in the room. Where did the wind come from?]
[Is there a guy with big shoulders I can lean on? Ideally, he should be 180cm tall with abs and pecs to lean on!]
[…Are you serious?]
Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared in the raw glutinous rice water in the bowl, as if something was lurking in the water and approaching the leaves.
"You can talk to her now." Qianyang said.
The bright candle flame suddenly trembled a little and almost went out!
It seemed as if something invisible was afraid of Qianyang.
Ye Zi still had his eyes closed. He shivered because of the chill in the air and asked, "Li Ying?"
“Bang—”
A drop of water dripped into the bowl of raw glutinous rice water.
Ye Zi's expression froze, and her lips parted slightly, "Hmm?"
A voice that clearly did not belong to him came out of his mouth.
That was definitely a girl's voice!
Ahhhhhhhh!!!
[Help! (Screaming and running, taking off clothes and crawling in the dark.)
[Hahaha, when did you learn to fake your voice? (Trying to numb myself.)
[Wow, I'm so scared.]
【The living are slightly dead.】
[I slapped myself twice. Why can't I control myself from opening the anchor's live broadcast room every day! ]
[I don't know what to say, host, please compensate me some money.]
"You, you..." Ye Zi regained her nervous and fearful expression, "Do you know me?"
It was as if there were two personalities constantly switching within him, and his expression became strangely calm. "I know him."
"But...but I don't know you..."
Ye Zi's trembling facial muscles returned to calm again.
"Why?"
Ye Zi was stunned for a moment, "...what?"
"Why don't you recognize me?"
Li Ying, who was possessed by him, asked.
Ye Zi's panicked expression was tinged with confusion. "Have we met before?"
"Yes."
"When...?" There was some struggle on Ye Zi's face, as if he was trying to recall when he had heard this name.
"There are too many people who like you." Li Ying said sinisterly.
"Sorry, I don't remember..." There was some guilt in Ye Zi's voice.
Li Ying was silent for a long time, and the audience in the live broadcast room were frightened.
"It doesn't matter. You're mine now."
When saying this, Li Ying's tone was quite proud.
"I'm different from them. I see you every day."
"Do you like him?"
At this time, Qianyang on the other side of the screen asked.
Li Ying whimpered, a fearful expression on her face. "...Who are you?"
"unimportant."
"Don't be so mean. I just want to be with him. I won't hurt him."
Qianyang: “?”
What's wrong with her?
"You're already hurting him by staying with him."
"No, I won't!"
"...Where have we met before?"
Ye Zi regained control of her body and asked in confusion.
"I've seen your matches, you're really good."
Ye Zi asked, "Which one?"
"...Why don't you remember me?" Li Ying's voice turned resentful. "After that day, I never forgot you. I thought you would at least remember me."
Ye Zi's expression became confused again.
"You're fine... Ye Zi, I've been sick since I was a kid, so I've taken a lot of medicine. The side effects of the medicine have made me fat..."
"I know I'm ugly and fat, and no one likes me or cares about me... But you're different."
"You would praise me for being cute and stand up for me. Since then, I have always..."
Ye Zi frowned and recalled carefully in her mind.
"Are you the girl from the spring semi-finals of 2023?"
"It's me! Ye Zi, do you still remember me?" Li Ying said in surprise.
Ye Zi looked surprised and couldn't help sighing, "How could you..."
[2023 Spring League semifinals? A PC game, right? Ye Zi played professionally before.]
【Isn’t this event broadcast live in its entirety? 】
[Was the ghost bride present at the scene?]
[Oh my god! Do you remember why a contestant who lost in the semifinals became so popular in 2023?]
[What? Is this related to this matter?]
【（Put your ears aside）
…
[I know! That incident is why I became a die-hard Ye Zi fan!]
After the semifinals, the organizers interviewed Ye Zi's team. To thank the fans for their support, they prepared some mouse pads and signed them for fans. The screen was focused on a girl, and the director, for show effect, usually kept the camera on the beautiful girl. After the countdown, the screen moved to someone else. Unable to say anything to the organizers, Ye Zi signed all the mouse pads and then gave the keyboard, which had accompanied her through many competitions, to the girl who had been overlooked.
[Holy crap? This is so fan-pleasing!]
[Ahhh, if I were that girl, I would definitely fall in love with Ye Zi! ]
[Oh my god! Even someone outside the industry was crazy excited after hearing this.]
【I posted the video in the comments section! 】
Qianyang was a little curious, so he clicked into the comment section and saw a video that had just been posted.
The team Ye Zi is in has signed all the mouse pads and given them to fans.
Ye Zi lost the game, and although the smile on his face was a little forced, he still sincerely apologized and thanked the fans.
"Thank you all for coming here. I'm sorry to disappoint you all." Ye Zi bowed deeply towards the audience.
"This keyboard is the partner that has accompanied me in the most games. Today I want to give it to a fan friend here. The organizer has helped us make more choices, so this time please let me make my own choice." Ye Zi said to the camera with a smile.
Ye Zi returned the microphone to the host and took the peripheral bag containing the keyboard to the audience.
The camera followed his movement and walked straight to an audience member in the back row.
She was a slightly plump girl, wearing loose clothes and a thick woolen hat, and her tears had wet her mask. She knew that the good fortune that should have belonged to her was given to someone else because of her less than outstanding appearance.
She was lost in the sea of people in the auditorium, sobbing softly.
She thought that in such a crowded place, no one would notice her embarrassment and loneliness.
No one knew why she was sitting here dressed like this, and no one knew how much effort she had put in to watch this game.
…
"My dear little girl, who has made you so sad?"
Suddenly, a smiling voice sounded above my head.
The girl stopped wiping her tears in shock, unable to believe what she heard.
The next moment, thunderous applause and screams filled the entire arena.
【Author’s words】
Success on the 8th day, thank you for your support, mua mua [kiss]
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