Song Lin's expression looked quite complicated. He rubbed his brow and said, "Twelve thousand two, thirty-two classes.",Shen Yian nervously clenched his hand, but did not dodge.,Song Lin frowned, suppressing his emotions, and immediately stood up.。
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