Chen Qiti pulled up his pants and walked out of the public toilet in Menku Hutong, a satisfied smile on his face. He drew a circle in the air.,Chen Qi didn't like this rundown place. With both his parents at work, he stepped inside the house, washed his hands and scrubbed his face. In the mirror with an "Oriental Red" pattern, a young man's reflection stared back.,The leaders on stage thundered, while the crowd below was at a loss.。