The event is ongoing, and the fastest time was taken by a middle-aged man who covered the 20-meter distance in just over three minutes.

This is walking at a high altitude, so three minutes is already a very fast speed.

Zhong Rou was in line, and soon it was her turn. The host asked again, "Little sister, have you thought this through? Once you go up there, you won't be able to come down. Below is a huge drop, and if you fall, you'll be gone without a trace."

"Stop dawdling and get on with it," Zhong Rou said.

The staff helped Zhong Rou with various safety measures, and some of the men present laughed when they saw Zhong Rou's stubborn appearance.

"A stubborn girl."

"Only when you reach that height will you know how difficult it is to take a single step up there."

“Yes…” a man nodded, then suddenly his eyes widened, and he blurted out two words involuntarily, “Holy shit!”

Holy crap!

Everyone around him spoke the same Mandarin, and he was almost stunned.

Zhong Rou fastened her safety rope, took a few steps back, and then quickly ran towards the suspension bridge. Stepping onto the wooden blocks, she maintained her speed and continued running forward.

At this moment, Zhong Rou was running on the suspension bridge dozens of meters in the air, stepping on wooden blocks, just like a martial arts master in a movie or TV series.

"Whoosh~~~"

Zhong Rou ran to the finish line, then turned back, jumped to safety, and exclaimed, "I'm back!"

"What are you standing there for, host? Hurry up and stop the timer, I'm coming back."

"Oh, oh." The host snapped out of his daze and immediately stopped the watch. "Fifty-two seconds?!"

Zhong Rou frowned: "It's only a 20-meter distance, but I actually took more than 50 seconds to run it. I underperformed."

"You're not satisfied with this result? It's so painful to pinch you!"

"What were you thinking, sister?"

"Walking that high in the air, aren't you afraid at all?"

The audience members present had mixed feelings.

Unexpectedly, they were outdone by a little girl, and it was a huge defeat for them.

Zhong Rou didn't rush to remove the safety harness, but instead asked, "Can I play a little longer?"

Playing? You actually consider this playing? ... The host was speechless. How could there be such a big difference between people? He shook his head: "No way."

Zhong Rou sighed in disappointment. She wanted to play it a few more times to experience the feeling of walking in the sky and that sense of freedom.

The Cloud Walk event ended shortly afterward, with Zhong Rou winning by a huge margin and receiving a prize of one thousand yuan.

"Hey, you can make money while playing, that's great." Zhong Rou touched the red banknotes. "Call me again if there are any more events like this."

host:"... ..."

Do you think this is an ATM machine?

Zhong Tingyue walked over and said, "Give me five hundred."

"Why?!" Zhong Rou's voice rose eight octaves. "This is my hard-earned money!"

"If Mom knew you were participating in a competition like this..."

Zhong Rou gritted her teeth: "Fine, five hundred it is."

If Gao Ruoyun knew that she was running at a high altitude, she would be terrified and would definitely be even stricter with her in the future.

Chu Fang stretched his neck: "Give me five hundred."

Zhong Rou: "Gun!"

Chu Fang: "Okay."

If you don't want to break up, then don't break up. Why get so worked up?

Your sister gave you 500 yuan, why are you taking your anger out on me?

Zhong Rou, you bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong!

... ...

Over the next few days, Chu Fang and his two companions visited various tourist attractions in the city.

Perhaps because it's too hot in the south, many southerners come to the north to escape the heat. Major tourist attractions are crowded with tourists, and there are even long queues.

The three of them, Chu Fang and his companions, saw many sights different from those in the south, which broadened their horizons considerably.

They also experienced the famous bathing culture of Northeast China.

Upon entering the bathhouse, everyone was naked and bowed their heads. Then they looked at Chu Fang and said, "Brother, you're amazing."

Chu Fang smiled and said, "It's alright."

... ...

Zhong Tingyue was not comfortable with being completely naked. He wore a thin veil and lay on the table, where a middle-aged female masseuse was massaging him.

"Oh, young lady, if I'm not just flattering you, you have the best skin of all the clients I've ever seen," the middle-aged technician said.

Zhong Tingyue smiled and said, "You flatter me."

"No, absolutely not." The middle-aged technician shook his head. "I even think that's too conservative."

Zhong Tingyue's skin is like a rose in the morning dew, so delicate that you can feel the rhythm of life with just a gentle touch.

It is flawless, smooth as a baby's, and exudes a natural health and purity.

Two young women were bathing nearby. Hearing their conversation, they glanced at Zhong Tingyue's skin, then at their own, and felt a pang of inferiority.

God, can you please stop being so biased?!

... ...

After spending a few days in the northern spring city and sightseeing, Chu Fang and his two companions booked tickets to return to Shanghai.

The college entrance exam is over, and Zhong Rou is about to start school, but Zhong Tingyue can't keep giving up her job forever.

The moment Chu Fang stepped out of the cabin, a wave of heat hit him, and he almost fainted from the heat.

I checked the weather forecast, and it was 42 degrees Celsius—what a 'wonderful' temperature!

Zhong Rou stood under the sun, hands on her hips, gazing at the blazing sun, and said, "You wait, one day I'll shoot you down with a bow and arrow! You wait!"

Life gradually returned to normal. Zhong Rou went to class, Zhong Tingyue went to work, and Chu Fang slacked off. The three of them had their own affairs, and they also had bright futures.

That noon, after lunch, Chu Fang said to Zhong Tingyue, "Ms. Zhong, I need to ask for leave today."

"If you want to leave, then leave. Why ask for leave?" Zhong Tingyue said without looking up.

“I probably won’t be home tonight. You can cook for yourself. There are leftovers in the fridge. If you’re too lazy to cook, you can order takeout from that stir-fry place downstairs. Their place is clean and hygienic.”

Zhong Tingyue raised her head, revealing her exquisite face: "Where are you going?"

"Shao Liang is in Shanghai, let's get together, brothers."

Zhong Tingyue understood: "Go ahead."

"Okay." Chu Fang hugged Zhong Tingyue's arm and pressed his lips to hers. "Zhong Tingyue, you smell so good."

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."