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"I really don't know how to break the glass of the teaching building? Who broke
it?" I glanced at his "companion" and said with a small roar like a mosquito: "I
was accidentally shattered by basketball alone," and the teacher asked him to
sit by the window and the classroom was quiet. I think this may be the power of
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team organized by a good friend. During the execution of the destruction
mission, I was caught by a security guard. He asked me who else, I am afraid to
call the parents, Said it, but still called.