She half squinted, and when she got used to the intensity of the light, she saw that the hotel was crowded with people standing in front of the door.

That's just the name and the wealth of the banquet.

Many of them are still standing at the gate of the military and political courts.

In the sunshine, the signboard of the Military and Political College shines golden.

For Song Weiqing, it was ironic.

Originally, the honor of the president of the Military and Political College was hers, and she could get it.

, but now it has become a bubble. On the contrary, it has fallen into a trap.

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