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Jian, Feng, Old Wu, Assistant Qian... In an instant, all four of them were confused, their memories had discrepancies, and they had four completely different identities for the same person.
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Moments later, a chill rose from the ground, and Yang Xiao began to recall everything about Jian. In his memory, Jian was a familiar face, often following behind Director Ding, but the more he thought about it, the weirder it seemed. He couldn't remember any details about Jian – no conversations, no interactions, no stories, no connections; the man was like a cardboard cutout, inserted awkwardly into his memories.
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Not just Yang Xiao, but Song Yan, Lu Ji, and Yu Mi couldn't remember anything about this person either.
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One blow after another left Yu Mi unable to hold up any longer. She leaned against the classroom desk, panting heavily.
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