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As Zhang Ailing once said, life is like a brocade robe, with lice crawling all over it.,Li Yan's hand froze in mid-air. Several people around him wearing red armbands also looked at each other in confusion. What was wrong with this female educated youth,Rong Zhaonan patted his trousers and stood up, looking in the direction where Li Yan left: "Is that young clerk your object He seems to look down on me."。