Whispers of Humanity, Bentley Continental

The call was connected.

A familiar voice came through the receiver. "Hey, Old Song, how have you been lately?"

"That's good. How about you? Have you finished dealing with things at school?"

"After the defense next Monday, I'll basically be free, and I can finally focus on my work." Lu Ziming's tone was very relaxed.

For him, who has already joined Tiancheng Capital, graduation is a new beginning in life, and the future is bright and limitless.

The two chatted briefly about their recent situations.

Lu Ziming said, "Xie Shuyu called my sister today, praising you to the skies and thanking me for introducing you. I Mr. Xie fairly well; she never gives meaningless compliments. Good job, Old Song, you did a great job and made me proud."

Tang Song smiled and said, "We did get along very well, Shuyu-jie took good care of me."

After the roadshow, they immediately gave out a 10,000 yuan red envelope and increased the part-time fee to 8,000 yuan.

From Xie Shuyu's perspective, she has done a very good job.

"Holy crap! Old Song! Why do you look so lewd with that smile? Are you trying to hook up with a rich woman?" Lu Ziming's boisterous voice came through the receiver. "No offense, bro, but she's got high standards. You have no chance!"

The two exchanged a few playful banter.

Tang Song said, "By the way, Ziming, I'm not renting that apartment in Freshheart Gardens anymore. It will be vacated by the end of the month."

He came to Yancheng in November and moved into this house.

However, Lu Ziming took good care of him. The contract was signed in December, with rent paid every six months and no deposit required.

It will be exactly six months by the end of May.

Now that I have my own house, there's no need to keep occupying it.

Lu Ziming asked in surprise, "What happened?"

"I recently changed jobs, and Freshheart Gardens is a bit far away, so I moved."

Lu Ziming paused for a moment, then said, "Alright, take your time moving in. Anyway, I'm not renting out that house. Just give me the keys when you've sorted things out."

"Okay, thank you."

"Don't mention it," Lu Ziming said casually. "Oh, by the way, there's something else. Qiu Yu is coming to Yancheng on a business trip next week and has invited some old classmates to dinner. It's Friday night, the 26th. Would you like to come and join us?"

"Qiu Yu?" Tang Song muttered, then laughed, "Forget it, we're not that close, and she didn't invite me, so I'm not going to join in the fun."

Qiu Yu is a popular girl in their major. Although she can't be called particularly beautiful, she is considered outstanding in their Software Engineering Major.

However, Tang Song and she didn't have any interaction during their university years, and they weren't even WeChat friends.

"Alright, I knew it was pointless to talk to you." Lu Ziming said with a smile, "You're smart and ambitious. If you were a little more outgoing, you might already have a girlfriend."

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to prepare for my defense. I'll call Lu Kai later, and we'll have a get-together."

"Okay, bye-bye."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song took a sip of his cold beer and stood up from the sofa.

Through the thick clouds outside the window, a few twinkling stars can be vaguely seen.

After standing quietly for a while, Tang Song suddenly strode towards the study.

First, he took out the sketch of Secretary Jin from the bookshelf, then picked up the Action camera and guitar, and got up to go to the bedroom.

I pasted the sketch onto the glass curtain wall of the balcony, fixed the camera with a tripod, adjusted the shooting angle, and started recording.

Tang Song, holding a guitar, leaned against the glass curtain wall next to the sketch and began to play and sing softly.

BGM: I can

I'll go see the stars with you

No further explanation needed

I want to be with you...

His singing technique isn't particularly advanced, but his extensive knowledge of music theory combined with his pleasant voice makes him sing slow-paced ballads very well.

Today is Secretary Jin's birthday. After learning of her true existence, Tang Song couldn't wait to see her.

This NPC, which embodies most of his feelings for the game, is more like a star hanging high in the night sky to him.

It is both his goal and the direction he is moving in.

After finishing the song, Tang Song exported the video, did some simple editing on his Mobile Phone, and then posted the entire singing and playing video directly to Douyin.

Since she received her own birthday gift, she should also be able to see this video.

Sunday, May 21, 2023, cloudy, 16~24°C.

At 8:30 a. m., Tang Song, who was sitting in his study reading, suddenly stopped what he was doing.

"Whoosh!" The System Light Screen automatically unfolded in front of him.

On May 20th, 2023, you achieved your goal of having over 10,000 followers on the Little Red Book platform.

You can already be considered a junior KOL (Key Opinion Leader). Your voice has gained some influence within a small circle. You have successfully built your personal brand and possess a certain level of commercial value, content dissemination power, and user trust.

You have obtained the special item "Whispers of Human Nature".

View item details.

Whispers of Human Nature: When players encounter suitable scenarios and objects, the item will be automatically triggered, generating a special event instance. Completing the instance will help players better understand human nature, Charm +1.

Upon seeing the item description, Tang Song tightened his grip on the beer, realizing it was an item that directly boosted his charm score!

Event dungeons are a special mode of dungeons in the game. They often only require experiencing a special event to complete, and they are quick and rewarding.

The only problem is that this item cannot be triggered manually.

I took out my Mobile Phone and opened Little Red Book).

Seeing the 10,000 followers, Tang Song smiled and took a screenshot to commemorate the occasion.

This account truly started from scratch, fully documenting my transformation process and witnessing my metamorphosis.

Open the most recent note.

2400+ likes, 600+ comments, 700+ comments.

This note mainly shares my personal experience in fitness and weight loss, which makes up a large portion of it.

I clicked on the comments below and took a look.

Most people praised his execution and willpower, and many also offered suggestions regarding his "hobbies" that he asked about.

Swimming, writing, badminton, photography, outdoor activities, and more are all included.

Tang Song recorded it carefully.

Just like the description in the system task of Appease Myself: life may have its ups and downs, but always remember to Appease Myself.

He used to devote himself entirely to studying and working, and his life was actually quite boring.

Now that I am financially independent, in addition to improving myself, I should also cultivate more hobbies and interests.

This is how you can better enjoy life and experience new things you've never encountered before.

For example, swimming is not only good for physical health, but also an important survival skill.

For example, photography can capture the beauty in life, and occasionally you can even meet up with pretty girls for a private photoshoot.

Scrolling down further, a familiar ID popped up.

Yao Yao Ling: "How about trying a motorcycle? I've always thought boys look super cool riding motorcycles! You can leave all your worries behind and ride freely in the wind. This is my beloved motorcycle, and I often ride it outdoors to play."

The photo below also includes one of her riding an electric scooter across the bridge.

Blue sky and white clouds, black and white pedals, a windswept orange jacket, a pink helmet, a youthful and energetic girl, a blurred background...

It looks really cool.

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat; he was inexplicably moved.

He has always loved motorcycles. When he was a child, his father's ride was an old motorcycle, which was also the main means of transportation for their family.

It holds many of his fondest memories.

Owning his own motorcycle was a childhood dream of his.

This was also the main reason why he took the motorcycle driving test during college.

I had this thought when I first saw Cheng Qiuqiu, and now it's even more uncontrollable.

I opened WeChat and sent a message to Yao Lingling: "Ling Ling, I saw your message. Do you have any recommendations for motorcycles suitable for beginners?"

"Ding-dong—"

Ling Ling: "I'm working on the design list right now. I'll help you take a look at it once I'm done."

After chatting with Yao Lingling for a while, Tang Song started browsing online to check out the latest popular motorcycles.

3 p. m.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone rang urgently; it was an unfamiliar number from Magic City.

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately answered the call, "Hello."

A polite and steady male voice came from the phone. "Hello Mr. Tang, I am a staff member of Tang Security. We have a shipment you requested that has arrived in Yancheng. When are you free? We will deliver it to you."

"Now."

"Okay, we will arrive at Yanjing Sky City in about half an hour. Please keep an eye out for calls."

"OK, thanks."

After another half hour, the Mobile Phone rang again.

After a brief exchange and agreeing on a parking spot, Tang Song quickly went downstairs.

As soon as I stepped out of the east gate of the residential area, I saw a flatbed trailer parked on the side of the road.

The trailer lift platform had been lowered, and a car covered with a dust cloth was parked quietly on it.

Several security guards in black suits surrounded the area; they were burly, with solemn expressions, and looked like tough guys.

Some of the people who were initially curious avoided them when they saw them.

Noticing Tang Song walking towards them, a young man with a crew cut quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Hello Mr. Tang, my name is Wang Xiaojun, and I am an employee of Tang Security."

"Hello." Tang Song nodded politely and followed him to the car.

"We personally handled the entire transportation process to ensure there were no problems. Please inspect the vehicle first," Wang Xiaojun waved to the security personnel.

Then, the thick dust cover was carefully pulled back.

A glacier-white sedan gradually came into view.

The elegant and luxurious white is noble and pure.

The streamlined body, the bright oval headlights, the gleaming chrome trim, and the iconic wing-shaped Bentley emblem.

Many passersby cast amazed glances at her.

If it weren't for the presence of security guards in black suits, many people would probably have come to join the fun.

Tang Song, who had been relatively calm, suddenly became energetic.

He is also a young man who loves cars, and now his dream car, Bentley Continental worth nearly 4 million yuan, is in front of him.

The excitement and joy in my heart were hard to suppress.

His fingers gently traced the car body, his eyes filled with affection.

This car is indeed beautiful, and not at all ostentatious; its exterior design is high-end and stylish.

On the side of the car, the straight and smooth waistline outlines a powerful curve towards the rear.

The most striking impression of the car is its elegance—an elegance so refined it's almost superb, exuding a subtle yet confident gentlemanly charm.

The license plate number is from Magic City, it looks very nice, all numbers, with three 8s at the end.

"Mr. Tang, here are the vehicle registration certificate, insurance policy, keys, and other documents. Please take a look."

He took the nice plastic bag from Wang Xiaojun, took out the car keys, and opened the car door.

LeD welcome lights, Bentley door sills, and colorful derivative pedals Yi Yi come into view.

The interior features a mix of linen white and deep red, with premium leather accented by precious wood.

Personalized embroidery, panoramic sunroof, flip screen...

Elegant and noble, luxurious and grand.

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I adjusted the seat and steering wheel positions, stepped on the brake, and pressed the START button.

"Boom—" The vehicle ignited instantly.

The 6.0T W12 engine roars like a wild beast, but the top-of-the-line NVH makes the cabin noise very low.

Drive the car off the lift and forward along the wide road Yanjing Sky City.

Accelerate, brake, steer...

After driving around the neighborhood once, Tang Song pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Chao Wang Xiaojun said, "The car is fine, thank you all for your hard work."

"That's good." Wang Xiaojun smiled and handed over a document. "Please sign here, and our mission will be complete."

Tang Song casually took it and quickly signed his name.

"Mr. Tang, then I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye." Wang Xiaojun bowed and said goodbye.

Soon, the truck's lifting platform started up, and a group of security personnel boarded an SUV with Magic City license plate parked on the side of the road.

Tang Song got back into the driver's seat of the Bentley and started the car.

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The clouds in the sky are like flowing paintings, sometimes thick and heavy, sometimes thin and light.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps, falling on the Bentley's gleaming surface and refracting into a dazzling array of colors.

People frequently glanced at it, and while waiting at the traffic light, many could be seen taking photos and videos with their Mobile Phone.

Soft music played from 20 high-quality Naim speakers.

Sitting in the comfortable leather seats, Tang Song gently gripped the smooth and soft steering wheel, navigating the bustling city streets, feeling an indescribable sense of confidence and satisfaction.

The car gradually drove out of the city and arrived at the outer ring road where traffic was sparse.

Step on the accelerator pedal, and 635 horsepower bursts forth with incredible acceleration performance.

Outside the window, the wind sped by, while inside the car, it was smooth and quiet.

Around 4 p. m., Tang Song parked his car on a tree-lined roadside.

I took out my Mobile Phone and snapped a few beautiful photos, then leaned against the elegant car and admired the surrounding scenery for a while.

Then, a thought struck him.

Like the house, the car was also inherited from in-game assets. I wonder if there are any good items he left in the game inside this car.

Opening the trunk, there was indeed a blue and white folding storage box inside.

Tang Song pulled the storage box outwards and opened the lid.

The first thing I saw was a rolled-up poster.

Tang Song raised an eyebrow as he unfolded the poster.

It turned out to be a promotional poster for Su Yu's "Related to Yu" concert on June 20th.

Looking at her stunning face and the black ring on her finger, Tang Song pursed his lips, seemingly understanding what she meant.

Scroll down further, and an exquisite black wooden gift box comes into view.

There was also a beautiful pattern engraved on it, which looked somewhat familiar.

Lifting the lid reveals a high-end-looking watch in the center of a brown, square-shaped cushion.

Matte blue dial, 8 baguette diamond hour markers, black leather strap...

The lining also has a line of English letters printed on it: PaTeK PhILIPPe.

Combining this with the logo he had just seen, a word popped into Tang Song's mind.

Patek Philippe!

He had naturally heard of this world-renowned top watch brand.

Although I don't know the specific model of this watch, just by looking at it, I can tell that it is definitely a high-end series.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song slowly closed the box and placed it back into the storage box.

Then he took out a thick envelope with the words "Tang Song Dynasties" written on it in marker, the handwriting neat and strong.

Tear open the sealed envelope and pull out a thick stack of white printed papers.

View the content of the top image.

Invitation to the "Related to Yu" Concert

Date: June 20, 2023, 19:30

Venue: Yan City Olympic Sports Center Stadium

address:...

Seating: Inner area

Ticket price: 2688 yuan

Below is a QR code; you can scan it to redeem concert tickets.

I counted them roughly, and there were a total of 50 invitations.

Tang Song pursed his lips, sighed softly, and murmured, "Su Yu, Su Yu."