Everett Zhang glanced at his right hand, which was still working, and couldn't help but ask: "Object, aren't you curious about how I did it?"
As he spoke, he took his chin and pointed at his right arm.
Gu Yu shook his head, "What equipment you use is your business."
Everett Zhang smiled, "Don't you want to know what kind of equipment it is?"
Gu Yu shook his head again, "Bad students have more stationery."
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