Zhang Mo went to the studio on Saturday for class, carrying a canvas bag on her shoulder and a paint box in her other.

Zhang Lanlan saw her coming down from upstairs: "I'll send you there." ”

"Thank you, Mom. A small pear vortex bloomed at the corner of Zhang Mo's mouth: "I like to walk in the past." ”

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