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One day, when Li Luohao was still relatively conscious, he dragged his weary body to see a psychiatrist. The final diagnosis matched his own guess: moderate depression.,All the participants arrived at the scene before Li Luohao. Li Luohao's colleague, Wang Dailì, who weighed two hundred kilograms, walked towards Li Luohao. 。"Ah Hao, why are you so late I, Wang Fatty, arrived at four in the morning! I've been eagerly waiting. Think about it, if we succeed this time, we'll be national heroes!" 。"Wang Dali charged at Li Luohao with a slight smile. His fleshy face seemed to twitch with his grin, squeezing his eyes down to the size of mung beans." 。,This scolding came out of nowhere, you don't even need to look up to know it was Dean Wang!。