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Yi Zaichen's eyes were staring at the man in front of him, but he found that what he said was true. In the past, when Canadian youths upstairs got up and went to work, they would pass by his door. Because the shoes they passed down were not very good and the room he lived in was not very soundproof, they would always hear his hurried footsteps.

"What's going on?" Yi Zaichen thought to himself