lt;Absurd Reasoning

Yu Xing propped up a black umbrella with one hand and held a flashlight in the other. She wiped a thin layer of water mist from her face with her sleeve, stopping at the factory gate.,“Have the others arrived yet” he muttered, a chill running down his spine. Regardless, heading out to the abandoned factory in the industrial district on the outskirts of town at near midnight seemed both strange and daring.,Assistant Hao smiled and said, "Our company's anchors are divided into many styles. Although the calm style is popular, we also need a surprising style to make the audience feel more empathetic."。