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"How long do I have to knock for?"
Black Gan was anxious. With his brother's condition, he couldn't hold on for more than a few minutes.
"Knock until that black man on TV goes on stage and makes contact with the lead singer?"
Li Yintong analyzed, "Could it be that the purification will end once he gets an autograph?"
Everyone was silent because they didn't know. But if it were as Tai Mei said, that would be troublesome, because Black Man had a hard time running.
A minute had passed, and on TV, Black Man had only run seventeen meters forward.
"God Lin, what do you think?"
Bath felt this was no way to continue.
"Yang, try not to hit the wrong notes as much as possible. Once you do, the character's forward progress will also slow down."
Lin Baici reminded.
"Hmm!"
Ashley Yang tried hard, but as they entered the third minute, the pace at which the drum-skin face sang the notes doubled. Now they were in trouble.
