Ervin smiled innocently: "Second Master, it's great to sing opera. As soon as I stand on the stage, I forget all the people who beat me and scolded me."
Ryan felt extremely fond of her: "Then just keep singing, it will be so happy."
Ervin looked up to the sky and exhaled: "Second Master, the spicy midnight snack made my stomach feel hot. I want to sing opera now."
Ryan said: "Then you sing."
Ervin said: "I really sang it."
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