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The journey of the Southern Buffet was about to begin. On the night before departure, Anthon transformed his studio into a bustling scene. He held himself to an exceptionally high professional standard, which made his preparation of photography equipment particularly meticulous.
Various pieces of photography gear and accessories were neatly arranged on the floor, each one an essential part of his upcoming trip. As Anthon checked off each item, he muttered to himself, "Camera, batteries, tripod, GoPro..." With each mention, he ensured they were fully charged and properly set up.
Then he turned to the lighting equipment, checking various lamps and reflectors to ensure they were all working properly without any omissions. "Hmm... almost done," he muttered with a satisfied smile on his face. Although the nature of this trip was more casual, Anthon knew that a successful shooting plan still required careful preparation.
After organizing all the equipment, Anthon spent some time sorting out spare memory cards and cleaning tools. These small accessories may not seem important, but they play a crucial role at critical moments. His professional habits led him to make thorough preparations before each mission to deal with any possible situation.
With the preparations completed, Anthon stood in the room filled with equipment, feeling a mix of anticipation and slight nervousness for the upcoming journey. This trip was not just a work assignment, but also a significant turning point in his relationship with Haohao. He hoped that this experience would help repair and deepen their friendship, allowing them to unravel previous misunderstandings and tension in a more relaxed environment.
After organizing all the photography equipment, Anthon sat down at the computer desk to handle the final task: ensuring that Haohao's YouTube channel would continue to update videos while they were away. He knew that maintaining an active channel was crucial for the audience even during their travels.
He opened the computer and logged into Haohao's YouTube account backend, carefully checking the pre-arranged upload list of videos. He meticulously verified the release time, title, and description of each video, as well as ensuring that each video had an appropriate cover and keywords set. Anthon's actions were mechanical and skilled, not letting any detail slip by. He hoped to ensure that everything proceeded as planned, without causing any disturbance to the channel's operation.
After completing all the checks, Anthon finally let go of the burden in his heart. He leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath, and felt a temporary sense of relief. At this moment, his gaze involuntarily stopped at a video cover, which showed Haohao enjoying food heartily. Anthon couldn't help but feel a touch of tenderness in his heart as he looked at Haohao's happy smile, feeling a pang of bitterness.
Realizing that he was starting to fall into emotions for Haohao again, Anthon immediately shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the tenderness in his heart. He told himself that he must maintain professionalism and not let personal emotions affect their cooperation. Although the deep feelings in his heart were difficult to completely suppress, Anthon still worked hard to focus on the upcoming task, determined to set aside personal emotions and concentrate on preparing for the journey ahead.
To calm himself down, Anthon decided to continue using running as a way to suppress the inner turmoil and emotions. He realized that shifting his focus to physical activity could effectively help him relax and was also an investment in his own physical health.
During this time, running has become a way for Anthon to clear his mind and regulate his emotions. His reliance on running has gradually increased, especially when he feels emotionally complex or under great pressure, running always brings him a sense of release.
That evening, he stood at his own doorstep, lowered his head to look at his slightly bulging belly, and couldn't help but think to himself that he really should pay more attention to managing his body shape. Moreover, the upcoming journey also requires him to maintain a good physical condition.
Anthon changed into his sneakers, put on lightweight sportswear, and opened the door. Outside was a peaceful night, with streetlights illuminating the path to the park. He took a deep breath of the cool night air and felt his mood gradually relax.
With each step, Anthon quickly arrived at the nearby park, a place he often visited. The familiar surroundings made him feel more at ease. The park's lampposts illuminated the running track at intervals, and he began to jog, adjusting his breathing to make each step steady and strong.
The rhythm of running gradually calmed his heart, and the surrounding world seemed to slow down as well. His thoughts became clearer in the rhythm of running, and the anxiety about the future and the complex emotions towards Haohao seemed to be gradually left behind with the sweat. The physical exhaustion instead brought temporary peace to his mind. Running was not only a physical exercise, but for Anthon, it was also an emotional baptism.
Anthon ran into the park by the river bank, where the jogging path was softly lit and the evening breeze was cool. Even at night, there were still many running enthusiasts here, their footsteps and breathing echoing in the park with the gentle wind. The surrounding scenery slowly changed with his steps, from lush green woods to the wide river surface, each exuding the tranquility and beauty of the night.
A gentle breeze blew over, lightly caressing Anthon's face, bringing a hint of coolness that provided some relief to his overheated body from prolonged exercise. Despite the comfort the wind offered, Anthon's overweight body and the consequences of infrequent exercise made his workout quite challenging. Beads of sweat continued to form on his forehead, soaking his hair and dripping down his cheeks. With each step, he could feel the soreness in his knees, a direct result of carrying too much weight.
Nevertheless, Anthon did not stop. He knew that this kind of pain was a part of his body gradually adapting to exercise, and it was a necessary path to a healthier lifestyle. He tried to keep his breathing steady, adjusted his steps, and made his running posture as scientific as possible to reduce the burden on his knees. In this quiet night, every step was an opportunity for him to have a conversation with himself, and every drop of sweat was a testament to his journey towards a healthier self.
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