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... sheng afraid of the camera? Don't be afraid that this shot is yours, we are all here to watch your live broadcast!

The cub's skill ... is it so good? ? Suddenly there was some concern about the plan to steal the cubs ...

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Although he had seen Lu Yunsheng's good skills for a long time, he just watched him without the post-stage and the help of the show crew, and flew up the tree easily with his bare hands, which still caused a stunned audience.

Gu Hanshan got up, an ...

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