The car sped along the road.
Grass lined both sides of the road, seamlessly joining the gray asphalt.
In the distance, white clouds enveloped the vast snow-covered mountains, their summits meeting the sky, and the ice and snow had not melted for a hundred thousand years—gentle like the back of a young girl.
Here lay the ends of the Earth, the Arctic Circle.
Within a world where cold and vitality intertwined, Bi Fang ignited the audience's passion with just one sentence. His unchanging opening remarks made countless people in front of the screens ecstatic.
They were so familiar with these words that they could recite them without missing a single letter, yet they still felt their blood boil upon hearing them.
