Luo Qian glanced at his watch; it was his turn for duty today, and time was already running short.
After thinking it over, he turned into the nearby alley, deciding to take a shortcut from here.
Two teenagers emerged from the intersection ahead.
Luo Qian frowned, and just as he turned around, two other people blocked his path from behind. One of them was the boy whose "fun" Luo had interrupted on the bus.
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On the black circular platform, as the steel ball spun ceaselessly, two golden rings intertwined in dazzling brilliance.
Shen You'an held a steel pipe, one end aimed at the spinning steel ball. He controlled his breathing and blew lightly.
The steel ball spun faster and faster, until even the afterimage became invisible. In mid-air, a golden flower slowly blossomed, fantastical and sublime.
Shen You'an curved his lips, his brows relaxed and joyful.
"Magnus effect." A mellow voice descended gently from above.
Shen You'an looked up.
