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He smiled lightly. It was good enough as long as Elena was willing to talk to him. “You didn’t?” asked he. “There are too many people,” she said. “I watched the livestream video.” “There was a livestream video?” He was surprised. “Yes.” She nodded. “A classmate offered to show it on a livestream website for whoever couldn’t squeeze into the auditorium.” He nodded his head. Looking at the small shops on both sides, he asked calmly, “What would you like to eat?” “Chicken wings, French fries, blueberry sundae.” She pointed to the end of the food street. “They're in the snack bar over there. They're very delicious.” He furrowed his brows slightly. “This isn’t healthy food. Would you like something else?” “I won’t! I just want them!” she cried, annoyed. “Well…I’ll buy them for you.” He