DYMAN,On the bustling street, there is a stylish coffee seat. A short - haired man is sitting there quietly. An open laptop is placed on the table in front of him, and the screen emits a soft glow. Next to it is a steaming cup of coffee, with wisps of fragrant steam rising. The man slightly frowns, supporting his chin with his hand, wearing a focused and pensive expression. He seems to be immersed in work or some important thought. People and vehicles pass by in an endless stream on the street, but he seems to be in his own world.
