Bringing Flowers When You Meet Is the Highest Form of Romance!

After hanging up on Curry, Su Yan asked McGrady, "Do you have time to come to the gym with me? I want to test my bench press strength!"

"Hm?"

McGrady looked a little puzzled. "Didn't you already test your bench press during the Second Physical Test not long ago? I remember it was 120 kilograms, right?

Not bad."

McGrady's bench press was also 120 kilograms, which was why it had left a deeper impression on him.

"Really?"

Su Yan shrugged. "I've been training lately, and I feel like my strength has improved. I want to test it again."

"Oh, okay."

McGrady nodded. "No problem. I don't have anything going on right now anyway. I'll go with you."

"Where are you going? Where are you going?"

David Lee hurried over from behind them. It was as if he had ears that could catch the wind—he had heard them from several meters away.

Larry Hughes jogged over as well.

He hadn't heard what they were saying, but he somehow found it quite fun being around Su Yan.

So, the four of them headed to the gym together.

David Lee and the other two needed to use the restroom, so they went first.

Su Yan arrived at the gym alone. The moment he pushed open the doors, he saw a middle-aged man walking toward him.

Su Yan didn't know him.

That wasn't the important part. The important part was... he was walking over with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

???

No, dude—no, sir—what was this supposed to be?

Sir, we're not a thing.

Su Yan's head instantly felt twice as big. His previously light steps suddenly became heavy.

Really.

It was hard for them not to be.

He held onto a sliver of hope. These flowers probably weren't for me—they were for the cleaning lady behind me, right?!

But what was coming still came.

The two met, and the middle-aged man smiled as he handed the flowers to Su Yan. "Bringing a bouquet when you meet—this should be a uniquely sophisticated form of romance that Eastern men reserve for women."

You fucking know men give flowers to women.

Then what the hell are you giving them to me for?

More importantly... at your age, is this really appropriate?

Su Yan ranted wildly in his heart.

The middle-aged man seemed not to notice at all and continued with a smile, "But who says men can't have this kind of romance too?!

It's a pleasure to meet you, Su Yan!!!"

Fine, fine, so we're doing awkward now.

Save me, save me, save me!!!

With no other choice, Su Yan accepted the flowers despite himself. It was basic courtesy.

Still... receiving flowers actually felt pretty nice. At the very least, Su Yan didn't dislike the middle-aged man in front of him.

On the contrary, his first impression was quite good.

Women couldn't resist the charm of a bouquet of flowers.

Naturally, neither could men.

Don't believe it? Have your girlfriend give you one and see?!

The middle-aged man extended his hand again and smiled. "My name is Jeff Augustine, Stephen Curry's agent."

"Hello, Mr. Augustine."

Su Yan shook his hand politely.

So it was him.

He had just heard Curry mention him on the phone, and Su Yan already knew a little about Curry's agent.

He just didn't know what she looked like.

Augustin continued, "I hope to become your agent. Can we talk?!"

"Uh..."

Su Yan frowned, looking a little troubled. "Can it wait a while? I need to take care of something right now."

"Of course."

Augustin nodded. "I'd be happy to wait for you."

"Alright."

Su Yan answered, then headed to the gym not far away.

He had just arrived at the gym and hadn't even gone inside when a cleaning lady approached him with a cold face. "Su Yan, you'd better not have anything to do with that guy. There's something wrong with him!"

"What do you mean?!"

Su Yan was puzzled.

It was only a bouquet of flowers. Even if a guy gave flowers to another guy, it would at most be a little awkward. It wasn't enough to mean there was something wrong with him.

Still, his interest was piqued.

The cleaning lady said angrily, "That guy came over at six this morning. He's been holding those flowers the whole time, and whenever he had nothing to do, he kept looking at me!

"I thought he was pursuing me and wanted to give me the flowers, but he never did. In the end, he gave them to you instead.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with him?!

"Could it be that he was blaming me for not going over to him first?

"And then gave them to you out of spite?

"What a joke. I may be single, and I do think he's pretty handsome, but you can't expect a woman to make the first move.

"Don't you think that makes sense?!"

???

Wait, wait.

That was a lot to take in.

He was a little dazed.

There was obviously nothing wrong with the flowers being given to him, but... damn, her imagined scenario didn't seem to have any flaws either.

And from the cleaning lady's words, Su Yan learned that Augustin had come early and had already waited for him for seven or eight hours.

That level of sincerity... was truly beyond words.

Inside the gym.

As soon as David Lee and the other two entered, McGrady impatiently asked, "Yan, tell us honestly. Did the cleaning lady at the entrance give you those flowers?!"

"No."

Su Yan denied it.

He was telling the truth.

"Bullshit!"

David Lee didn't believe a single word. "We all saw you two talking at the entrance. She definitely gave them to you."

"Tsk, tsk..."

Larry Hughes clicked his tongue in envy. "Su Yan is way too handsome. He charms both the young and the old!!!"

"Really, she didn't."

Su Yan shook his head and placed the flowers on a nearby chair. "Stephen Curry's agent gave me these flowers."

The moment he said it—

Su Yan regretted it. He knew... saying that would only make it even harder for them to believe him.

"Haha!"

McGrady laughed loudly. He didn't believe it at all, but he still teased, "Then we should say... you charm men, women, young, and old alike!!!"

"Hahaha~"

"Right, right!"

The group burst into laughter.

Su Yan shook his head, too lazy to explain further, and changed the subject. "Come on, let's get to it. Time to test my bench press!"

Under [Steel Bones lv1], how much had his strength increased?!

Su Yan was a little excited.

McGrady, David Lee, and Larry Hughes were only there to keep Su Yan company.

It had only been a few days. They didn't think Su Yan's strength could have increased by much.

That wasn't realistic.

"Yan, how much are you trying first?!"

McGrady asked.

"Uh..."

Su Yan rubbed his chin. "How about 150 kilograms?"

150 kilograms?!

The others were stunned.

Because during a fitness test not long ago, Su Yan's bench press had only been 120 kilograms—not bad, but nothing exceptional.

Yet it had only been a few days.

A sudden increase of 30 kilograms simply wasn't realistic.

"Isn't that too much?!"

McGrady said, "Adding 30 kilograms at once is way too hard. How about trying 125 first?!"

Even 125 was theoretically too much.

"Let's go with 150. Just try it."

Su Yan insisted.

The three could only agree.

After loading the plates, Su Yan began his attempt. His hands gripped the bar tightly, his arms tensed, and his entire body exerted force as he shoved upward.

One 150-kilogram bench press rep—completed.

McGrady and the other two's eyes widened instantly.

What was going on?!

Not only had Su Yan pushed it up, he looked incredibly relaxed, completely at ease, as though he hadn't even needed to exert himself.

"WTF?"

David Lee blurted out, "That easily? Is that even right?!"

"Holy shit!"

Larry Hughes' jaw dropped as well, his eyes filled with intense disbelief. "Did we get the weight wrong?!"

Without another word, McGrady checked the plates he had loaded.

There was no mistake.

He couldn't make sense of it, which could only mean one thing. "Yan, did you hold back during the last fitness test too?!"

"P-Probably."

Su Yan vaguely went along with it. As long as they believed it, that was enough.

Inside, he sighed at how astonishing the strength boost from [Steel Bones lv1] truly was.

He continued, "150 kilograms still feels pretty easy. How about trying 170 kilograms?!"