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话说在某年某月某日,晚上9点,赶完稿后的老叔正趴在桌子上闭目养神呢。突然,他想到一个问题:假如没有了编辑部,那岂不是不用干这么多活儿了?想着想着,木木便进入了梦乡……
Saying that in a certain year a certain day, 9 o’clock at night, rush to finish the draft after the old man is lying on the table closed eyes repose it. Suddenly, he thought of a question: Had there been no editorial office, would not it be unnecessary to do so much? Thinking of it, Wood would have come to sleep.