Early September, the back-to-school season.
For students far and wide, the first day of September was a big deal.
Because on this day, they would be returning to school!
The pleasant summer vacation had ended, and it was time to switch from the relaxed and joyful atmosphere of the holidays to the rigorous and disciplined environment of academic study.
However, whether school was resuming or not had little to do with Zhang Wei.
On the contrary, with the absence of children's interruptions, his conversations with new clients were a bit more convenient.
Inside the hall of Zhang's Martial Arts School.
Zhang Wei was receiving another pair of clients.
"Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang, thank you for supporting my work. By the way, where is your son?"
"He has started school. We've taken him there."
Mr. Wang was a middle-aged man with a balding scalp. Although he spoke of happy matters, he couldn't muster any joy.