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... s one walked in the winter campus where tranquility set the main tone. A basketball lay abandoned under the hoop, and Zhou Ziang hooked it lightly with his toe, sending it bouncing up effortlessly.
Warming up, dribbling, leaping for a layup, scoring – a series of fluid motions warmed up all his muscles, his hair damp with sweat. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
After arriving in the United States, Zhou Ziang’s age had become a rather conspicuous label. To avoid attracting too much attention, he ...
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