Imperial Capital, the office of the Olympic Games Collection Group.

Liu Lao stretched his waist, he had almost read it today, listened to almost one or two hundred manuscripts, and his neck was sore and sore now.

This solicitation is not something that ordinary people can do well.

Liu Lao looked at Lin Lao, who was sitting next to him.

Lin Lao was looking at the computer screen in front of him intently. Liu Lao didn't think much about it, he stood up, hammered his shoulder with his hand, and rubbed his waist with his hand. I thought about it while rubbing it.

All day long, I just looked at the lyrics and lyrics, and then listened to the song samples that were sent.

His eyes are now glazed, and his ears are a little tinnitus.

Host......

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