It was a lazy weekend afternoon, the kind where the sun filtered through half-drawn blinds in lazy golden stripes across the polished concrete floor.
Zhao Kai and Liu Jian had finally had enough of Yang Jun's endless excuses and complaints. They decided—more like declared—that today was the day they would drag their clueless friend into the sacred realm of their gym routine.
Zhao Kai's home gym served as the battleground: a spacious, air-conditioned room tucked away in the basement, decked out with every imaginable piece of equipment. Rows of gleaming dumbbells lined one wall, squat racks stood like silent sentinels, cardio machines hummed quietly in the corner, and the bright overhead LED lights cast sharp, clinical shadows over everything.
The faint scent of rubber mats and metal l
