The Birth of the Inspirational Ceiling

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yang simply replied with a casual remark, without directly addressing the question.

My little cousin is so worried because she's afraid she won't be able to handle it, afraid she'll mess things up and end up hurting herself.

But in fact, let's be more rational and ruthless.

Could it go wrong? Yes, that's a possibility.

But so what? Even if things go wrong, Zhang Yang is still Zhang Yang, still incredibly handsome, still incredibly wealthy, and will have everything he needs.

When strength comes from within, it doesn't matter who else you're referring to.

"Isn't this assumption a bit too cold-blooded?" Zhang Yang looked at himself in the mirror and chuckled to himself.

Assumptions are just assumptions, after all. He still has enough confidence in himself. Besides, Zhang Yang wouldn't touch girls who are too decisive or strong-willed, or who are brainless and unreasonable.

With that in mind, Zhang Yang got in his car and drove straight to his home at COFCO Seaview No. 1.

Midnight, inside the large, single-level apartment.

Zhang Yang went into the bathroom, took a nice bath, and left his phone next to the bathtub.

On her phone, still excited, Le Man was sending him messages one after another.

[Le Man: This is the most meaningful birthday I've had in years. By the way, how did you know it was my birthday?]

[Zhang Yang: It was your sister's post on WeChat Moments. I saw it and got ready. You know I never let you down. By the way, are you feeling better...?]

[Le Man: Hmm, what's up? You want to?]

[Zhang Yang: How could that be? I was just showing concern for you. This kind of thing... isn't everything in life. Besides, I don't need anything else.]

Zhang Yang's seemingly casual remark was actually quite deliberate.

It's simply a test of Le Man's responsiveness and tolerance. No boy dislikes a sensible and obedient girl. If you contact her, she's always there; if you don't, she won't make a fuss and will wait patiently for you.

[Le Man: Hmph, can't you just not mention this? It's my birthday today.]

After Zhang Yang finished his bath, he came out in his pajamas and only had time to glance at his phone again. When he did, he couldn't help but laugh.

Le Man just sent him a selfie.

Her skin was fair and rosy after a bath, and she wore a sparkling new necklace.

The necklace is very sparkly, and her skin is very fair.

"Huh? The video is edited so quickly?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised to see the sample video sent to him by the Xiaomi photographer as soon as he entered the bedroom.

[Xiaomi: Mr. Zhang, the video is finished editing. Would you like to see if you're satisfied with the result?]

[Zhang Yang: So fast? You're efficient!]

[Xiaomi: Mainly because you're so photogenic, the visuals are absolutely stunning, so I don't have to do much post-production work.]

Zhang Yang found it somewhat amusing, thinking that Xiaomi was too honest.

Everyone else boasts about how hard they work and how much effort they put in, but she's different; she honestly admits that she hasn't put in much effort at all.

"Let's take a look first," Zhang Yang muttered to himself, and first looked at the sample footage.

The scenery outside the car window flashed by like a revolving lantern, both distant and close-up.

A tall figure under the shade of trees, on the Bund, and a profile of someone standing by the river, looking up at the Magic City skyline, with an incredibly handsome face and hair blowing in the wind.

As for the caption and background music, they directly used the template from the short video platform, "A light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains."

At the end of the video, the angle changes from a side profile to a full view.

That incredibly handsome face looked at the camera, accompanied by the caption. "Looking back, the light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains; looking forward, the road ahead is long but also bright," a youthful male voice.

This effect is amazing.

Zhang Yang blushed deeply, after all, as the person involved, he felt that posing from several angles and in several poses was quite pretentious.

But I have to admit, he's really handsome, incredibly handsome.

On short video platforms, among those internet celebrities who use beauty filters and makeup, his close-up shots clearly show his pores, revealing a completely high-definition, natural, and flawless bare face, which is absolutely stunning.

That's unbeatable!

[Xiaomi: Are you satisfied, Mr. Zhang? Brother Zhang?]

[Zhang Yang: OK]

He didn't waste time or delay payment; he transferred the money directly.

Then, recalling Xiaomi's conscientious, responsible, and passionate work attitude throughout the day, he sent her a separate red envelope.

[Xiaomi: You're too kind!]

[Zhang Yang: Take it, you deserve it.]

After ending his communication with Xiaomi, Zhang Yang opened his Little Blue Book backend.

Since I posted that long-awaited update a couple of days ago, the number of sisters sending him private messages and commenting has surged again. There are many fans who are curious about his current situation.

"How have you been lately? Share something! Why have you disappeared again?"

"Have things not been going well lately? It's okay, just keep trying and making changes. Everyone's just concerned about you and wants to know, don't be shy."

"Yes, yes, no matter what you become, we will always support you. Keep going!"

Seeing these encouraging comments, it's unrealistic to say Zhang Yang felt nothing at all. Humans are made of flesh and blood; he not only felt touched, but also felt a warm glow.

"Send it out," Zhang Yang muttered to himself, uploading his personal summary video.

As for the title: An End is Also a Beginning.

This can be considered a temporary end to his initial journey of heeding advice.

Why is it at the beginner level?

Because, to some extent, from the perspective of ordinary people, he has reached the limit of advancement and has hit the ceiling; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a super inspirational role model.

As for what happens next, that's a different persona, a new beginning with a different identity.

After uploading, Zhang Yang didn't look at it closely and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, he opened his eyes, then subconsciously reached for his phone and turned it on.

Upon opening the app, countless message notifications immediately came into view.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Yang suddenly woke up, sat up in bed, and casually went to his Little Blue Book backend.

Wow, over nine thousand likes in one night? Almost ten thousand?

"And there are comments, two or three thousand comments?"

"Are you kidding me? It's only been one night!"

Zhang Yang was speechless for a moment, then casually clicked on the comment section below his own video.

"I'm going crazy! I woke up to find that the blogger who was once begging for change has become a male god!"

"Your fashion sense is top-notch! Your looks are top-notch! Your skin and physique are all top-notch! I hereby declare that you have truly become the god I can only Yangwang!"

"Is this too surreal? I just broke up with my boyfriend and I'm still a bit hung up on him, and then what did I see today? My Xiao Yang has quietly become a part of my youth?"

"Even as a guy, I think this blogger is handsome, incredibly handsome, and has great charisma. Plus, this is high-definition, completely makeup-free!"

"We witnessed the birth of a male god?"

"I want a kiss."

"I declare that the number one inspirational blogger on the entire internet is none other than Xiao Yang! He's so inspiring, so fantastical, so unbelievable!"

"Please, please tell me how to change, how to become a male god."

"Wake up! The truth is that the blogger's foundation is already excellent. To put it simply, it's like gold revealed after the glitz and glamour have been washed away; the true essence is revealed after the superficiality has been stripped away. Of course, if you put in the effort, it's definitely possible to change yourself to some extent."

The comments section was absolutely blown up.

Zhang Yang felt his face burning, somewhat embarrassed, since although his name Zhang Yang, he wasn't actually that flamboyant.

He felt somewhat embarrassed by the overwhelming praise he received.

As for private messages, there are even more. Many girls send me private messages asking for my WeChat, using the excuse of learning from my experience to make friends. There are just too many of them.

[A few months ago, on an ordinary day, I followed you, and even made a couple of sarcastic remarks. I'm so damn bad, my idol.]

[Hello blogger, I'm from Worry-Free Media. Are you interested in becoming an online influencer? I feel you have excellent potential, and of course, I admire your inspiring story even more. I hope to have the honor of collaborating with you.]

Among the various private messages, there were many MCN agencies introducing themselves, all with the intention of promoting him.

Zhang Yang naturally ignored or politely declined these offers.

Yes, being an internet celebrity can indeed earn money, but if he's not short of money, why would he go to the trouble of spending so much energy managing himself, doing live streams, and selling products?

No need.

While looking at his private messages, Zhang Yang suddenly beamed with joy.

Because in my mind, the familiar notification sound of the task being completed rang out at just the right moment.

"Mission accomplished!"

Mission: To live towards warmth, an end is also a beginning (Completed)

Task Reward 1: 20 experience points

Task Reward 2: One Lucky Stone (Durability 10) (Damage depends on usage)

Please check your reward promptly.

The experience points were a given, but Zhang Yang's ultimate goal in completing this task was to obtain the second reward.

"Lucky Stone!"

"Receive!"

After a moment, Zhang Yang looked at the black, smooth stone in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Is this it?"

He played with it for a while, then immediately checked the flights to Ruili Airport.

Even with the best of luck, you still need to have the goods in stock.

A pile of rough stones that were never going to yield anything—no matter how lucky he was, it wouldn't matter! Coincidentally, that very afternoon, there was a direct flight from Magic City to Ruili.

"Maybe we should wait a little longer; my little cousin is still in Magic City."

Zhang Yang temporarily abandoned the idea of buying plane tickets immediately, deciding to wait until his younger cousin returned.

I just contacted my little cousin, planning to spend a few more days with her in Magic City, but unexpectedly, Song Yumeng took the initiative to suggest going back home.

At noon, inside a restaurant.

"Brother, you have your own things to do, so I'll head back early. My parents are urging me to go anyway," Song Yumeng said with a hint of reluctance.

"Do you want to stay a few more days? That's fine, you can stay and have fun, no need to rush back," Zhang Yang said with a smile, looking at his little cousin who was clearly reluctant to leave.

"Hmm... I'd like to, but I'll pass. I won't bother my brother and sister-in-law any longer," Song Yumeng said, shaking her head.

Of course, she wanted to continue having fun, because she had been enjoying herself so much in Magic City that she didn't want to leave.

Needless to say, the food, drinks, and entertainment were plentiful. We stayed in a river-view hotel, strolled around the streets every day, and explored the alleys of Magic City. More importantly, my cousin bought me bags, and my future sister-in-law bought me clothes and gave me skincare products, etc. I was so happy I could fly.

"Alright, let's head back early then." Zhang Yang nodded.

It looks like I can buy my plane ticket to Ruili soon.

In the afternoon, Song Yumeng got off the bus happily, carrying a bunch of things in her hands.

Zhang Yang turned off the engine and got out of the car as well. He helped carry Song Yumeng's luggage and escorted her to the station.

"Go back now, come visit often in the future."

As Zhang Yang spoke, he ruffled his little cousin's hair.

"Brother, I'm not a child anymore. Look, my hair is all messed up." Even as she said this, Song Yumeng still clung to Zhang Yang's arm, her expression somewhat coquettish. "Don't worry, I'll definitely come often in the future. After all, I have such a wonderful sister-in-law."

"Call her 'sister'," Zhang Yang reminded her.

"No way," Song Yumeng giggled, playfully teasing Zhang Yang, "Anyway, I only recognize her as my sister-in-law, because she's so good to me."

Zhang Yang felt slightly helpless and was too lazy to correct her.

Before parting, there wasn't a scene of the brother and sister reluctantly saying goodbye. Anyway, they could see each other whenever they wanted, and the distance between them wasn't far.

"Let's go, bro." Song Yumeng waved and happily pulled her suitcase away.

Zhang Yang lowered his head and casually bought himself a plane ticket to Ruili, which was to Ruili early the next morning.

"By the way, I should probably lay the groundwork with my parents beforehand."

The value of the rough stones I bought in Ruili this time, regardless of how much money they will turn out to be, is secondary. The important thing is that it's another sum of money that I can openly and honestly present to my parents.

He casually sent a message to Zhang Zhaohai, inquiring about the family's recent situation.

"Don't worry, we've hired people, and the new restaurant will be opening soon. We guarantee it will be a huge success."

Zhang Zhaohai sent a voice message directly. The background noise was very loud, indicating that he was busy. Well, it makes sense, since it was almost dinnertime.

Zhang Yang silently sent a screenshot of the plane ticket to Ruili to his father.

"Airfare? To Ruili? Why would you want to go to Ruili?" Zhang Zhaohai was completely baffled by Zhang Yang's intentions.

Zhang Yang chuckled dryly, anticipating the storm his father would unleash later. After all, he had just promised his father that he wouldn't gamble on something he thought was a lucky break.

To be honest, he wouldn't have come up with this idea if it weren't for this Lucky Stone.

"Ruili has a raw stone market."

"Hey kid, what did I say last time? You were lucky last time, you think good luck will always follow you? Are you crazy?" Sure enough, Zhang Zhaohai unleashed a torrent of words.

"I recently learned some techniques for examining rough stones, and I want to try them out this time. Dad, don't worry, I'll only scratch the surface and won't get addicted," Zhang Yang casually assured him.

"Once you do it, you'll do it again. Whether you make a profit or a loss, it's never good. If you make a profit, there will be another time. As long as you're still thinking about getting rich, you'll eventually lose everything," Zhang Zhaohai said seriously.

Zhang Yang was not one to rely on luck, but after being lectured by his father, he felt somewhat ashamed for no reason.