It was not until he blew out the candles, made a wish, listened to Blake Lin and Ms. Lin clapping and singing the birthday song, turned on the lights and finished eating the cake that Caleb Shi hadn't quite recovered from the whole thing.
"Is the 18th generation CPU delayed for so long?"
The head of the little mummy in the forest hummed and hummed, and waved its hands twice in front of his eyes with a smile: "Teacher Shi, you are back to your soul."
Caleb Shi also sat up straight, recovered and looked at him.
Ms. Lin's sweater is good except for its abstract shape. The style is comfortable and it is very warm to wear.
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