$ETH The market has been stagnant for several hours, more torturous than cutting flesh with a knife.

Last night, the dinner continued.
In a four-person group, Director Song brought along a junior sister who had just entered the system.
After three rounds of drinks, the junior sister asked Director Song how to quickly advance in the unit.
Director Song glanced at me, smiled, and said nothing.
I poured a glass of dry white wine and told her about our previous adventure in the no-man's land.
There was an English teacher who followed us into the no-man's land.
At first, everyone went their separate ways, the environment was extremely harsh, with low oxygen, bumpy roads, and sandstorms everywhere.
By the third day, most people's physical condition and emotions were on the verge of collapse, starting to complain to each other, and some were even desperate enough to want to smash a car.