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Regarding the April training camp, Mo Shangjun didn't find out much from Xiu Chunyun.
For one thing, there was nothing to find out, and for another, there was no way to start.
Issues such as the number of people and plans were all things they were supposed to know, and when the time came, she would know too.
It was only a matter of time.
There was no significant meaning to it.
Xiu Chunyun finished the grilled fish quietly and then left without a sound.
Mo Shangjun finished the food in her hands.
The sky gradually began to brighten.
It looked like it was going to rain today, even though it was seven or eight o'clock, the sky was not fully bright. The sky was filled with dark clouds, gloomy, full of shade.
Mo Shangjun took a short nap under the shelter she had set up yesterday afternoon.
