The Concept of Exclusive Customization

In the fitness testing area, the originally noisy discussions gradually died down, replaced by suppressed gasps of amazement.

Several young assistant coaches watching from the sidelines exchanged looks. Staring at the data displayed on the testing equipment, they were speechless for a long while.

"Is there... really nothing wrong with these numbers?" one assistant coach muttered quietly, rubbing his eyes. "A sixty-kilogram squat, with form as perfect as a textbook. Her waist didn't even wobble once. With that kind of core strength, even the male members at our gym who've trained for three to five years might not compare, right?"

"Her heart rate recovery is absurdly fast too. Less than two minutes after getting off the treadmill, it had already dropped back to resting level. That cardiopulmonary function—she's practically built to be a track athlete," another assistant coach said, shaking his head in utter disbelief.

The way they looked at Chen Yusheng had completely changed from their initial casual appraisal of a "delicate young heiress" into reverence for a "fitness monster."

With so many people staring at her, a faint blush appeared on Chen Yusheng's cool, pretty face. Somewhat flustered, she edged closer to Su Bai, lowering her head slightly as her hands twisted together with nowhere else to go.

Yet despite her shyness, her clear, watery eyes gleamed with undisguised delight and accomplishment.

As a female scholar who had once spent most of her time in the laboratory and would suffer from an aching back and sore legs just from standing a little longer, she knew better than anyone what her body had been like before. Back then, although she had been slim, her constitution had actually been rather weak. Every time she finished an intensive experiment, she felt as though her entire body were about to fall apart.