"Ah, Lige, didn't you go to Beijing? Why did you come back so early?"

When Lu Zhiyao pulled his suitcase and entered the door, I was still concentrating on piecing together those pieces, with a half-written practice report underneath.

What I've cobbled together is still some weird formula. This can't really be his sketchbook.

I let out a long sigh, turned back to Lu Zhiyao, who was sorting things out, and said, "What? Where did you go this time? ”

"This time, I went to a performance with the guitar club." She said as she handed me a poster.

"You can play the guitar.......

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