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作者: Joe 时间: 2003-7-30 19:48
标题: Face杂志写OB的文章
本来想翻出来的，但是只弄了一小段就没耐心了，文章太长了！！不过内容一级棒，好文章，大家耐心读吧！！
Orlando Bloom used to be just another Nineties London clubber, hanging out at Billion Dollar Babes and working in Boxfresh. Now he's slipping in and out of blockbuster film roles, flying private jets with Johnny Depp and loving every minute of it. How did it happen?
Cruising at 400mph, 38,000 feet above the Atlantic and that's Orlando Bloom over there, totally pissed, gurgling and mumbling something to Johnny Depp about getting butt-slapped by the blade of a rapier. With every bottle of red wine sunk, and then added to the already cluttered cabin floor, the pair's Colgate-white teeth become gradually blacker. LA is just a dot in the distance. Boy, this is the only way to fly isn't it? Marlborough Light for you Johnny? Coffee laced with Baileys for afters, Orlando? Thanks very much, they'll take the bottle...
Welcome to the High for Mile club. In a stunt reserved for Hollywood's most precious cargo, Johnny Depp has chartered a luxury jet to whoosh himself on the film set of this summer's swashbuckling blockbuster, Gore Verbinski's Pirates of the Caribbean. The five star air-yacht-cum-six-seater booze cruiser has made the hop from Los Angeles LAX Airport to ET Joshua Airport, St. Vincent, Caribbean, in just under five hours. Plenty of time for Orlando, Johnny, Johnny's assistant Sam, Pirates producer Jerry Bruckheimer (plus wife) to get totally gaga on the unofficial in-flight entertainment. Plenty of time also for the welcome party - led by St. Vincent's Prime Minister, Dr.Ralph Gonsalves - to shake'n'vac the red carpet and stand to attention, brass-polished.
The jet bumps down and fizzes to a halt, right opposite the PM's broad grin. He waits. Clunk. Hissssss! The plane's white cabin door slides open and the air-conditioning fugs out on to the dusty Tarmac. Smiles broaden in anticipation. Then drop. Johnny comes out singing in Anglo-LA patois, dancing and hurling his luggage all over the airport: "Ya mon, tis so good to be 'ere in tha Caribic wid you, mon!" Orlando follows up the rear: crawling, bent double with laughter, tears streaming down his face, chocolate liquer lipsticking his boyish pout.
"Sounds like movie star Hollywood wank, doesn't it!" grins Orlando, as he finishes his tale of the Hollywood high-life. Six months on and Orlando has sobered up and is sitting on a sun-warmed wooden bench in Soho Square, relaying Hollwood jackanory, with London's finest bare flesh sizzling away in his graduated brown reflective aviators. Cutler and Gross: expensive. Despite only having been here for the total of around three months in the past four years, London for OB is home. In fact, after lunching with big sis Samantha he's here this weekend in June to hitch on the first rung of the property ladder. "I saw this great place in the estate agent's last time I was over. I really wanted to but it, although it's stretching the pounds. It's south of the river, mid, which will make getting a black cab home a fucking nightmare."
But Orlando shouldn't really be here at all. "I should be out there," he says ruefully, "there" being Malta, where production for Wolfgang Pertersen's (In the line of Fire; Air Force One; The Perfect Storm) much anticipated Troy is halfway through filming with Brad Pitt. Ah... there's the explanation for Orlando's deep Mediterranean tan, his healthy sheen and the golden furs lapping around his forearms. Part boy, part man, part androgynous sex-oozing god, it's no wonder people are starting to point.
"I can understand why actors like Johnny become such recluses," he muses, while avoiding the gaze of his admiring fan base now parked all over the grass. "I was out with Brad Pitt in Malta...now that does sound wanky. We walked out of this little tavern where we had some drinks and the flashbulbs exploded. He was swamped. He started a small riot. I turned to Brad and said 'Aren't you a little worried, mate?' Brad whispered in my ear...'Just keep walking. Smile. Shake hands. And just keep walking.'"
It's the sort of advice Orlando could do with right now. Over the past four years, his career has been strapped to a flaming arrow and shot into the stellasphere. And it's still on the rise. OK, there were bit parts on British TV (the boy next door in Midsomer Murders, a self-mutilator in Casualty, Tony in The Office) and then a one-line part as a sneering rent boy in Stephen Fry's Wilde. But the show that launched it all was director Peter Jackson plucking him out of Guildhall School of Music and Drama two days before graduation and casting him as the 2,931-year-old immortal elf Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood. And this summer we'll see him in Pirates swinging from crow's nests, walking planks and rescuing the governor's daughter from a cursed band of right old 'me hearties.
Then it's his first lead as steel-jawed milkman Jimmy in The Calcium Kid, alongside love interest Billie Piper. To follow is the role of Colt 32 slinger Joe Byrne in Ned Kelly, out this autumn. Then it's all back to Mordor in that blonde wig before Christmas for Jackson's final installment of The Lord of the Rings. All this and The Illiad- based sword and sandal epic with Pitt as Achilles and Orlando as the Helen-stealing, war-starting Paris. Not bad for a severely dyslexic kid from Canterbury who got an E in his Theatre Studies A Level.
When Orlando Bloom's mum, Sonia, wasn't riding across Mexico on a donkey for kicks or helping Russia set up their first PGA Junior Golf Championships, she was carting Orlando plus big sister Samantha off to The Kent Festival in their home town of Canterbury. It was his mum, who in fact had a lot to do with how Orlando's spheres would align. She took Orlando to the theatre regularly, either to the Marlow in Canterbury or, at the weekends down to London, and encouraged him to perform in school Nativity plays.
"I never knew who The Spice Girls were or anyone like that," he says. "I used to get the Beano every week and I used to read a lot of Garfield, watch a lot of trashy American TV." Still something rubbed off, as by the time he'd joined St. Edmund's school in his early teens he was jumping into roles such as the sergeant in The Pirates of the Penzance, or as the dirty old man in Twentie's musical pastiche The Boy Friend.
Until the age of 13, Orlando Bloom believed his dad was Harry Bloom, who died when OB was four. Harry bloom was a wealthy Jewish Afrikaner lawyer who came to notoriety in South Africa during apartheid, wrote a novel about the situation there called Transvaal Episode, and sacrificed his chance of becoming a judge to devote his time to campaigning against racial segregation. After spells in jail with Mandela and threats of violence, Harry and his wife, Orlando's mum, fled South Africa to a more tranquil life in Canterbury.
"When my father died, Colin (Stone) was made my legal guardian. He was always a close family friend, but I always thought Harry was my biological father." Then, one afternoon when they were on holiday, Orlando's mum sat him and his sister down. "I found out that Colin was my real father. Not Harry. But Colin." That must have been, well, a surprise? "It was, it was..." he hunches up; draws his arms close. Sharp eyes dart over to the far right hand entrance to the square. "Look, is that my best mate Chris? No he quit smoking..." He starts to stare at his left knee, as if shy, or as if it might hold some deflective answer he can source up from his own body. "It's an unusual story but then, you show me a family and I'll show you an unusual story. Maybe we should go shopping, I need a hat for the sun..."
We make our way out of Soho Square. It's the first Saturday of summer proper and the streets are awash with plastic pint glasses and sun stroked shoppers. Orlando dives into The Gay Hussar for a piss, the two cups of tea he had for breakfast are doing some serious sloshing around underneath his T-shirt and the charms strung round his neck. You can tell he's been hanging out with Johnny. Long brown fingers with white webs loaded with rings, long tousled hair, trinkets, navy cheese cloth trousers. The boy's been Deep-utised.
Orlando's no stranger to these streets, these bars and back routes. Aged 16, he moved to London and joined the National Youth Theatre. "I moved to London expecting to meet a whole bunch of new mates instantly. But London can be such a lonely city at first. But soon I got a place just behind the BT Tower and found my niche: clubbing and clothes! I used to go to all these clubs with great names like Kooky, Hollywood Babylon and Billion Dollar Babes. It was an amazing party scene with even more amazingly beautiful women. It was a mixed gay crowd, transvestites, go-go girls...just a whole load of night creatures. Everyone forgot about their job and became models or movie stars for the night...yeah, ironic huh? Trust me, its much easier faking it," he grins.
Hat hunt still on, we amble past Kokon to Zai, a clothes boutique in Soho only entered on pain of alpha level fashion scrutiny. Still OB is a much-practiced clotheshorse. Just over six foot, a 26-year-old frame that, although swollen from working out for roles, is still thin enough to slip into a skinny Heidi Slimane special. He remembers salivating outside the Soho stores in search of sneaker rarities just off the ship from Japan. "I could never afford them mind. I used to go in every weekend and stare them out. I mean I used to work in Paul Smith, and Boxfresh so I do like fashion. But it was my sister who used to drag me to Oxfam and throw suede jackets and flared trousers on me."
At 21, Orlando faced the prospect of spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair. A mate's roof terrace door was warped and it needed someone to climb on the roof and kick it in from the outside in. Ever the eager, OB volunteered. All was going well until he realised the drainpipe he thought he had grasp of, sort of disappeared. "I fell three floors, landed in between some bins and broke my back. Fucking awful. Imagine having four nurses to move you, wash you, do everything for you. You lose all your dignity. My mum was so distraught." Twelve days plus extensive surgery later, he walked out on crutches. "That accident took me to a dark place." He winces at the memory.
We turn into Shaftesbury Avenue and head for Seven Dials in Covent Garden, where he's meeting his sister for lunch. He's late. So why has the boy who broke his back falling off a roof chosen to surf a shield down battlements as a hero-elf and practice sword-swinging on a pirate ship? "I'm not an adrenaline junkie. People have this idea that I cruise cities looking for the next building to throw myself off. It's bollocks. I got it all out of my system in New Zealand. Johnny Depp's taught me to respect the stunt man. He said, 'Let them get injured. They're good at it.' And as for the wholesome action hero image I seem to have earned through The Rings...I'm working on that too."
"I've had enough of being the cool-clean shaven elf; the cool wholesome pirate slayer. Do I want to be a pin-up? Do I just want to be a poster boy? No I fucking don't! People turn to me and ask, 'So you only do costume dramas now, do you?' I'm like 'fuck off'." Truth is, Orlando is in a place in the arc of his career where he's able to set the records straight, re-align the stars. Despite the big budget Troy, he sees his role as Paris as a real turnaround: from hero to anti-hero. Paris steals someone else's woman, starts a 10-year war: all good baddie stuff. Orlando is relishing being able to depict human weakness, naivety, cowardice. "There's this one scene we're shooting next week in Malta for Troy...I'm really anxious about it. I have to confront Menelaus (Helen of Troy's father played my Brendan Gleeson, last seen in Gangs of New York), scared and beaten. I'm standing in front of the woman I love, my father, my brothers, my entire country and I have to run away like a girl. I mean, how am I going to get away with any dignity?"
We reach the flags fluttering outside the plush hotel where he's based, a stone's throw from Covent Garden. His sister is there looking down at her watch. Dover sole on order. "I've kept her waiting. How am I going to pull this one off?" His sister, the citizens of Troy, London, Hollywood...they're all watching, time-keeping, pointing. How is he going to pull this one off? Well, he's a quick learner. Keep walking, OB. Smile. And just keep walking.
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-30 20:30
没有细看，实在是看英文太累，而且有些地方看8懂，汗~~~~~，8过看到有关OB的生父的东东，有些心疼，说心里话，偶宁可OB 象普通人家小孩一样成长，就算4岁丧父还有妈妈姐姐疼，突然又冒出个生父，象演电视肥皂剧，什么骨肉相认，这种东东看电视剧有趣，现实生活则是另一回事，偶心理上承受不了，心酸.....
现在突然8太想关注OB的私生活，管他爹是谁，他女朋友是谁，与偶何干，只要他过得幸福，开心就好~~~~~
恩恩，目前就比较关心他的电影，文章好象提到他在troy的一场戏，就是在与海伦丈夫决斗的时候他退缩了，嘻嘻，OB会怎样诠释这个懦夫呢，以前他演的可都是英雄式的人物，偶真的想象8出来他会怎么演，当然非常希望他通过这个角色成功转型，证明他不仅有美貌还有演技，海盗出来后大家还是谈论他的美貌多于演技，加上还有个depp在旁边比着，OB还得继续加油证明自己啊~~~~
作者: Joe 时间: 2003-7-30 21:06
非常同意daniel 的意见，不想在媒体上再看到关于OB家庭私生活方面的东西了，还是蛮怀念前一阵子OB还没这么树大招风的时候，消息各顶个的真实，也没那么多的八卦啊！现在媒体就抓住他的家事以及女友的事说个不停，真的是很讨厌啊！！（还说他花5，800美元让某K坐头等舱到墨西哥探班，你说这有什么好报道的啊！！狗仔啊！！）
想想OB现在应该是很累的呀！！身心疲惫吧！！应该考虑休息一下，最近实在是太忙了！可怜的他也是很幸福的呀，起码还有妈妈和姐姐（那个亲生父亲也不错吧！）支持他~~
希望他的表演之路走得不是那么辛苦，开心就好！
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-31 01:11
可恶的狗仔队啊，才说8关心OB的私生活，那个给女朋友包飞机的八卦又送到眼皮底下，刚在fullbloom上看到这个花边新闻，虽说偶的心理承受力很强，但还是8太舒服，还是以前8出名没那么多八卦的时候好，那时OB又8是没追过女孩，只不过偶们fans眼不见为净罢了，对OB对fans大家都好，现在~~~
8过感觉OB现在一定蛮幸福的，海盗的宣传已告一段落，在墨西哥拍戏还是有空档的，有美女相伴，这小子还真会享福~~~~~
作者: Joe 时间: 2003-7-31 01:23
同感啊，那时侯还蛮失落的，好象是自己的什么东西被人家抢走似的（很BT的想法吧？）
现在好多了，人总是会寂寞的嘛！寂寞了就要有人陪啊，谁也不能总是孤身一人啊！再说OB自己说了他一旦喜欢上一个女生就会全心全意的对她，为她做任何事，看来这次他是认真的呀！！只不过便宜了某K（影迷们吃吃小醋罢了，汗！）不过我还是要说$5，8000（还是5800？）太败家了~~~~~
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-31 02:03
是5万8，这家伙追女生还真是一掷千金，说实话能被他爱的女孩子是很幸福的，他也说一旦爱上的人，会为她做任何事，老实说他这样的情种大概也不多了吧，so嫉妒嫉妒某k，偶8喜欢她，觉得她是那种胸大无脑的人，很希望OB能遇到个集美貌与智慧与温柔与一身，且全心全意爱他的女人，这样偶就放心了，汗~~~，这么听着象OB的老妈啊，总觉得那个某k只是在利用OB，现在OB正红，人人都想从他身上捞好处，假如他没钱没名气，那个某K还会看上他吗
作者: Joe 时间: 2003-7-31 02:15
就是说嘛（老妈子的口气= =），本来家底就不厚，现在就这么折腾老了怎么办？
本人也极度不喜欢某K，我也不想诋毁她啊，可是谁让她就长成那个样子让人说呢？我们寝室的JM以及我老姨都一致判定某K面老，可以当OB的妈了！！至于这个女人在整个恋爱的绯闻里都显得有些做作，难逃借机抄作之嫌！！
希望OB不要被欺骗感情（外带金钱），某K是真心的话就好好恋爱，否则的话就要快刀斩乱麻！！（汗，我还想的还不是一般的周到！！人还不是一般的八卦啊！服了我自己了！！）
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-31 02:26
是滴是滴，在整个绯闻事件中OB都很低调，基本上不予回应，反过来某k那边经常爆料，难免有炒作之闲，虽然偶相信他们在交往，但偶敢肯定关系并没确定下来，谈恋爱总要有个过程，以OB的个性非到正式确定才会对外宣布吧，觉得他的处理方式比较稳重，那个某k就差远了，当别人跟她提起绯闻，她似乎有些沾沾自喜啊，暗中默认，当然女孩子有点虚荣心也是有的，希望她是真心待OB啊，偶不愿OB受伤害
如果她非真心，偶要宰了她，汗~~~~~~，好暴力
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作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-31 02:39
Joe:8知8觉已经很晚了，和你聊天真的很开心，8过偶现在要下线了，bye~~~~
作者: Joe 时间: 2003-7-31 02:51
以下是引用daniel在2003-7-31 2:26:23的发言：
是滴是滴，在整个绯闻事件中OB都很低调，基本上不予回应，反过来某k那边经常爆料，难免有炒作之闲，虽然偶相信他们在交往，但偶敢肯定关系并没确定下来，谈恋爱总要有个过程，以OB的个性非到正式确定才会对外宣布吧，觉得他的处理方式比较稳重，那个某k就差远了，当别人跟她提起绯闻，她似乎有些沾沾自喜啊，暗中默认，当然女孩子有点虚荣心也是有的，希望她是真心待OB啊，偶不愿OB受伤害
如果她非真心，偶要宰了她，汗~~~~~~，好暴力
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某K嘛，众所周知超级无敌花瓶一个，刚出道靠脸蛋，老了点儿就靠身材（穿着比基尼晃来晃去）我对不起你啊，我最最喜欢的OB，我不是故意挖苦你女朋友的[em04][em07]
daniel晚安！好梦！！
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作者: honeysun 时间: 2003-7-31 10:56
要我说想省心呢就不要老去看他的新闻啦（众人：那你还天天看！[em07]），十有八九都是假的还增添烦恼，只要关心他的电影就好了，不是我多疑，我都怀疑那个$58000是不是真的啦？不过即使是真的人家花自己的钱关那些记者什麽事啊？狗崽队也够无聊的。
那个某K我也不喜欢，只希望OB不要太投入，玩玩就好啦（汗~~~~偶这是什麽心理？）
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-31 11:15
偶也是天天看OB的新闻，可8是为了看他的绯闻，偶只是想知道他有什么新的工作计划，日程安排，有否接新片，可惜现在这方面的消息少之又少，偏和那某k的新闻8断，下面的链接是OB和某k在墨西哥目前在一起时被拍到的，（troy现在在那儿开拍），那报纸有够八卦，说他们一起吃饭，某k才20岁，按美国法律不到喝酒的法定年龄，但在墨西哥就没关系云云，怒这家报纸叫虾米us weekly, 偶怀疑上次关于OB的绯闻也是它爆料的，显然是份以八卦绯闻小道消息为主的报纸
http://www.livejournal.com/users/leggyslove/338369.html
作者: honeysun 时间: 2003-7-31 12:15
汗~~~~那是Orli吗？怎麽那麽黑啊？还穿的跟农民似的
这张照片只看的出他们一起在马路上走，至今也没有拍到他们接吻的照片吧，他们在恋爱是真的啦，可人家不愿意公开谈论就用偷拍的方式也太可耻了吧？
US weekly没错，就是它先爆的这段恋情，怒~~~~~
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-7-31 12:31
在马耳他晒的，8过偶倒蛮喜欢他这种古铜色健康皮肤，只要别黑的跟古天乐那种刻意8自然的黑就行，那个某k现在看好象还可以，算个美女，虽然偶很嫉妒她，8过可能也有不少男生在嫉妒OB呢
接吻照估计拍不到，他们怎么也8会那么8小心，如果真有一天他们在大庭广众之下接吻，那个他们的关系也就正式确立了，哗啦啦，一片心碎声~~~~~
作者: Joe 时间: 2003-7-31 13:38
十分怀疑在OB身边金发MM的身份！！怎么没有了某K标志的大嘴巴和大脸蛋子了？？
OB的短裤很恶俗，说他是民工都有人信，黑的发亮了都= =
另：小H啊，你的头像很刺激我哦！！[em04]
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作者: jessie 时间: 2003-8-4 08:46
天~~~~~~~都快认不出啦~图也不清楚~哎呀，他们连手都没牵，还走得一前一后，哪里看得出在恋爱呀~~
作者: Joe 时间: 2003-8-4 17:12
以下是引用Joe在2003-7-31 13:38:47的发言：
十分怀疑在OB身边金发MM的身份！！怎么没有了某K标志的大嘴巴和大脸蛋子了？？
OB的短裤很恶俗，说他是民工都有人信，黑的发亮了都= =
贴张国外网友做的分析对比图就清楚了
作者: honeysun 时间: 2003-8-5 00:42
这张照片太模糊了，如果说那个女的不是某K，我觉得那个男的也不是OB，发张照片对比一下，上面那张明显要高一点，感觉头的比例小一点，而且眉眼也不像
还有，他出去的时候应该戴那个标志性的黄帽子，这个红帽子~~~~没见过
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作者: Joe 时间: 2003-8-5 01:14
个人感觉，那个男的应该是OB没错吧（尽管黑得吓人= =），注意他的那个小黄鞋以前拍杂志照的时候是穿过的！！至于那个女的，严重不同意是某K，感觉比某K更白更瘦更年轻-_-|||（希望是海伦姐姐！）
另：黄帽子既然都是标志了，要是出去约会OB不会搞的这么醒目吧？（[em07]尽管红的也扎眼！）再说人家也不可能可一个帽子戴！（尽管通常是的[em04]）再一个可能，就是光线问题，把黄帽子拍成橘红色了。
再：至于你发的那个和K逛公园的照，身高差比楼上照片里的那个小的原因是某女穿高跟鞋了，（仔细看看，是的！）而那张里穿的平底鞋！
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作者: honeysun 时间: 2003-8-5 10:01
我不是说他们的身高差，是说上面那张OB的头的比例小，第一次看的时候就觉得奇怪，他什麽时候变得那麽瘦高了呢？（当然原来也瘦，但总感觉头要大一点[em04]）
那个女的我也觉得更像海轮，如果是的话就再正常不过了，这张照片的感觉就像是同事一起出去吃饭，和某K相比我怎麽更希望是海轮JJ[em07]
作者: daniel 时间: 2003-8-5 13:47
倒，各位jm们，你们都可以和福尔摩斯媲美拉，偶十分滴葱白你们啊，两眼冒心心~~~
8过8管真假，偶已经从绯闻的阴影中解脱出来拉，（汗~~，是OB的绯闻，8是偶的），其实OB和女伴外出，8管是出去玩还是吃饭虾米，实在是再正常不过的交际拉（算8上绯闻），他也会有和男伴或家人在一起的时候，当然八卦小报是8会对这个感兴趣拉，只有当OB身边有mm的时候，这些狗仔队就会象饿狼一样两眼放光，急不可奈地盯着，偶痛恨他们如此渗透到OB的私生活中，扰得大家鸡飞狗跳
OB自己都没承认谈恋爱，只无奈地承认和某k有所谓的dating（因为媒体非说他和某k在dating)，偶认为那8是人们想象中又或者媒体企图导向的那种dating吧，应该还没那么深入
顺便八卦一下，演海伦的演员比OB大一岁，而且已经结婚了，幸亏如此，否则这样的好料，狗仔队是8会放过他们的，还有海盗里的女主角，原本也有点苗头，还好那女孩已有了稳定的男友，OB也在采访中说他和她男友成了朋友，大概也是想让狗仔队死心，偶感觉媒体好象非要把OB塑造成花花公子那一类，好象莱昂那多那样的party boy，在OB刚成名时，那时关注他的人还没现在那么多，就已有些流言说他和某模特，又和一女歌手（忘了名字，好象挺有名的，抱歉偶对流行文化的了解大概也就是OB那个水平）虾米虾米的，好在OB低调，谣言不攻而破，最后总结一下，狗仔队太可怕
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作者: Joe 时间: 2003-8-5 14:22
谢谢小d同学的总结陈词！！狗仔队就是让人鄙视的！！！！
至于我们这些fans称福尔摩斯还真不好意思啊！！只不过是“我八卦所以我存在”而已~~~
另：此贴我锁了，大家就当是八卦看看就算了，别往心里去，何况在新闻区谈八卦也不是我的风格（众：那你还聊的那么high？？Joe：[em07]一时没忍住，不好意思！）Ok,that's all!!!!
[此贴子已经被作者于2003-8-5 17:24:15编辑过]
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