Leaving aside Lu Zheng taking several women back and forth between the two realms for fun, Zhao Xiaodao returned to Northern Capital and threw herself into intense, busy work.
Filming commercials, doing interviews, appearing on variety shows, sleeping in late.
No, no sleeping in late. With what little time she had left, she also did yoga, then posted side-profile silhouettes of herself, feeling quite pleased.
"Sister Xiaodao is getting younger and younger!"
"She can keep fighting for another twenty years!"
"The new generation born after 2000 is crying themselves to death, hahaha..."
"A Sea City girl here, flat-chested. Sister Xiaodao, please share the name of your cosmetic clinic."
Zhao Xiaodao accepted all the praise with a beaming smile. Whenever she had nothing to do, she would seek out Zhang Weili, check on the renovation progress of the Northern Capital boxing gym, and casually brag about what had happened at the Sea City Film Festival.
"You've already told me eight times."
"It's not like I have anyone else to tell."
"Want to learn the Plowing Mountain Seven Intercepts from me?"
"No!"
And just like that, the conversation died.
"Gym Master, there are some people outside who say they want to see you. They're foreigners," someone said from outside after knocking on the door.
"Foreigners?" Zhang Weili frowned slightly. She had boxed overseas for years and knew quite a few foreigners. "Could one of my friends be visiting Hua Country and looking for me?"
"Why not go take a look?" Zhao Xiaodao said indifferently.
The two of them left and arrived in the main hall, whose renovations were nearly complete.
"It's you?"
"John!"
Zhao Xiaodao and Zhang Weili were both shocked. The visitor was actually the organizer of Zhang Weili's final match in Lighthouse Country.
But after more than half a year,