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Across the table stood a tall and slender young man, around twenty years old. He was handsome with a humble and gentle gaze, though lacking the youthful vigor and ambition that one would expect of someone his age in this era...,At this moment, the melody of "East is Red" blared from the factory loudspeaker. Several wooden-bodied trucks with canvas tops rumbled toward the warehouse across the street. The drivers inside each sat smoking and puffing their chests out, looking arrogant and unconcerned.,For example, after he first crossed over, he carefully used his poisonous tongue to provoke others. After experiencing several incidents where his elder brother covered for him and the villagers denounced him, it took him a full month to finally accumulate enough negative emotional value of one thousand points. The first grand prize he drew was:。