C370 A Bubble Is Really Beautiful
Even though it was 11 PM, the martial arts hall was still ablaze with lights.
Outside, numerous electric vehicles and bicycles were parked, and like Zhao Dong, many students arrived in groups deep into the night, all eager to hone their martial arts skills.
Zhao Dong couldn't help but reflect on the intense competition. "This rat race is going to be the death of us," he thought