"I'm just kindly reminding you; I don't want to see you lose too miserably, okay?" Gu Jiani seemed to have her thoughts seen through, her tone defensive.
"Then thank you for the reminder." Zhang Yang laughed.
The kind of perfect heroine who ignores all other men just to wait for the protagonist to appear only exists in novels.
As for reality, at an age as vibrant as university, isn't it normal to meet an excellent guy, have a crush, or feel a spark? Besides, that was all before she met him.
He, Zhang Yang, doesn't have some sort of mental obsession with purity; he isn't going to care that much about such things.
As for now, with the system at his side, if he didn't even have this level of confidence and conviction, what was the point of playing the game?
Some bullshit school hunk, a "male god"—do you think Brother Zhang is a pushover?
Remember this: your Brother Zhang will always be Brother Zhang.
"By the way, Gu Jiani, what role did you play in all this?" Zhang Yang thought of something and looked at Gu Jiani to ask.
"Helping the school hunk! Think about it, from unrequited love to mutual pursuit—this is a good thing. You have no competitive edge; wake up sooner. Bei Wei really isn't someone you can hold onto," Gu Jiani said earnestly.
"I hope you remember those words today." Zhang Yang looked at Gu Jiani seriously and walked down the steps.
Gu Jiani watched Zhang Yang's back, feeling inexplicably absurd.
He was just a young man from a small city who got lucky enough to be with a girl like Bei Wei. But now, where did he get this confidence?
Leaving Bei Wei's apartment, Zhang Yang headed straight for the private training studio, beginning the final stretch of his one-month fitness mission.
For this month, he had been diligent on every training day. Zhang Yang didn't know how much sweat he had shed or how many times he had reached total exhaustion. Now, his physique, honed over this month, was actually quite effective, and his muscles were starting to show definition.
The newcomer's bonus period truly lived up to its reputation.
If this were stacked with five years of fitness results, heaven knows how explosive his physique would become.
Zhang Yang was in high spirits, training with incredible intensity today, pushing himself to the limit.
Because today was the last day of his monthly package, the coach came over with a beaming smile to ask about Zhang Yang's intentions—whether he wanted to continue with private sessions.
"I'll consider it." Zhang Yang gave a noncommittal reply.
It wasn't that he cared about the money.
It was mainly because after tonight, his fitness mission would be complete. At that point, five years of fitness experience would be integrated into his body. According to the authoritative deductions of top international experts, five years of natural training would bring a person to about 97 to 98 percent of their genetic muscular limit.
Coupled with the rigorous training and diet he had maintained this month, five years of fitness experience would undoubtedly be the limit of his genetics.
So, tell me, how could he possibly stay at this private training studio after that?
Training to become an IFBB PRO in a month?
What is he, a genetic warrior?
Therefore, after this month, he was definitely leaving.
During a break in his workout, Zhang Yang saw that it was still early. Remembering that he still had a Bentley Continental GT at the dealership, he tried calling them to check in.
To his surprise, the call actually went through at this hour.
Zhang Yang provided his information and had a brief conversation with the staff at the Bentley dealership.
His Bentley Continental GT was the latest Azure Edition, featuring a rare dazzling blue exterior with an interior in linen white. With every option selected, the on-the-road price was well over five million.
The car was at the dealership now, waiting for him to pick it up at any time.
"Tomorrow, I'll find some time to head over." Zhang Yang scheduled the appointment in advance.
Nearby, the gym coach had overheard the conversation clearly and was instantly filled with awe.
For a big shot who buys a Bentley to be able to spend so much time on his own physique management without complaint—he was truly no ordinary person.
Returning to his apartment, the night grew deeper.
Thinking that today was the final day of his fitness mission and that he hadn't updated his Little Blue Book platform in a while, Zhang Yang decided to post an update on his current status.
In the selfie, his figure was well-proportioned and defined, especially his arms, which already had the look of "boyfriend arms."
His abs were also clearly visible due to his very low body fat.
Because he hadn't updated in a long time, the moment he posted, the comments started flooding in after a quick refresh.
"Wow, what a beast!"
"You disappeared for a month, and you actually went to the gym!!"
"The results are significant! These boyfriend arms, these abs... wow, I'm so into this type..."
"So impressed..."
There were so many girls praising his current physique that Zhang Yang himself felt a bit dazed for a moment.
Could it be that girls actually prefer this kind of moderate muscularity?
Was Wu Long's physique not necessarily popular among girls? Even though he personally felt that kind was more explosive and better-looking...
Wait... he felt?
Zhang Yang suddenly realized where the problem lay: that kind of physique was something only men truly appreciated...
Aha, awkward.
But it's fine. Having such a great physique to please oneself to the fullest—isn't that enough?
Besides, while these girls claim to like that "moderate muscularity," Zhang Yang has always believed that the golden rule of male attraction to the opposite sex is masculinity. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist—that's etched into the genes.
A youthful look might be popular, but a "double-door" fridge physique is the eternal god.
Thinking about it this way, Zhang Yang suddenly felt enlightened.
"Let me think, where should I continue helping the blogger improve next?"
"The blogger's physique is great, his hairstyle is changed, and his outfits are on point. How about he learns skincare from us? I have so much experience to share on this."
"Haha, same here, this is my specialty."
Once the topic turned to skincare, the sisters on Little Blue Book immediately perked up, sharing experiences that could go on for three days and three nights.
But for Zhang Yang, skincare was a complete blind spot.
Men have thick, rough skin, so what's there to care for? Isn't just using some facial cleanser enough?
Zhang Yang actually thought his own skin quality was decent. It wasn't exactly fair, but after a period of weight loss and fitness, there weren't any obvious pimples on his face.
However, in the eyes of these girls, having no pimples was just the bare minimum.
"Seriously, skincare is very important for guys. There's a completely different vibe between guys who pay attention to skin care and those who don't."
"Don't think that male skincare is 'sissy.' Skincare means you have a better skin condition, which makes you look younger and gives you a better temperament."
"Guys don't need a routine as complicated as girls'. Since men have thicker cuticles, using too many products can easily clog pores. Just doing basic cleansing, moisturizing, and sun protection is enough to get started."
"Pay special attention to facial cleanser. Don't use those 'volcanic mud' super-cooling ones. You need to use an amino acid cleanser; it's gentle and won't damage the skin."
Zhang Yang watched everyone discussing it all at once and felt dizzy for the first time.
For the previous transformations, he actually had answers and a clear direction in his heart, but this time, he felt he was following the crowd a bit blindly.
Take facial cleanser, for example: he had always used those super cooling and refreshing ones. When he went to the fitness studio, he even used a three-in-one shampoo, face wash, and body wash. It was refreshing and convenient—what could be better?
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