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Meanwhile, in front of him, the long-haired girl in a white dress stared at his serious face for quite a long while before pursing her lips and replying,
"I'm still betting. Let me test your eyes again and if possible, your acting too."
"No."
He immediately replied, his face crumpled.
"Listen to me. This is an opportunity of a lifetime for you. I know you came from a normal family and because of this, I don't believe that you don't want to show them that you can also be extraordinary despite your humble origins. Every man is born to dream and reach out for greatness."
"Don't stereotype miss. There are men who only want to spend their lives counting the days before they die. There are also those who don't want any of the greatness you're speaking of."
He matter-of-fact stated, only short of pointing a finger to himself.
"Maybe. But you are young. Are you also going to be like them? Don't you want to do something which can make your par
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