Bai Ning slid his fingers, browsing the works of the midnight storyteller page by page.

If I were here right now, I would be surprised.

Because the interface that Bai Ning sees now is completely different from what I saw before.

If it weren't for the same ID, the same avatar and the same platform, Bai Ning would even feel that she had found the wrong anchor.

and before......

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