"I'm just trying to warn you out of kindness. I don't want to see you lose too badly, okay?" Gu Jiani seemed to realize he'd seen through her and stubbornly insisted otherwise.
"Then thanks for the warning." Zhang Yang smiled.
Only in novels did perfect heroines ignore every other guy and wait for the male lead to show up.
In real life, at an age as full of youthful energy as college, wasn't it perfectly normal to meet an outstanding guy and secretly admire him, or even have a crush on him? Besides, all that happened before she met him.
He, Zhang Yang, wasn't some kind of emotional neat freak. He wasn't about to care that much about something like that.
And now, with the system on his side, if he didn't have this kind of confidence, what was the point of even playing?
Some damn campus heartthrob or male idol? Did they think Brother Zhang was a pushover?
Remember this: your Zhang-ge would always be Zhang-ge.
"By the way, Gu Jiani, what role are you playing in all this?" Zhang Yang thought of something and turned to ask her.
"I'm helping the campus heartthrob! Think about it: going from a one-sided crush to mutual affection is a good thing. You're no competition. Wake up already—Bei Wei really isn't someone you can keep." Gu Jiani spoke earnestly.
"I hope you remember what you said today." Zhang Yang gave Gu Jiani a serious look, then walked down the steps.
Watching Zhang Yang's retreating figure, Gu Jiani felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity.
He was just some young man from a small city who'd gotten lucky enough to end up with a girl like Bei Wei. Where did he get all that confidence now?
After leaving Bei Wei's apartment, Zhang Yang headed straight to the personal training studio to begin the final stretch of his month-long fitness mission.
For a whole month, he'd trained diligently on every training day. He didn't know how much sweat he'd shed or how many times he'd pushed himself to exhaustion. After a month of hard work, his physique had already improved tremendously, and his muscles were starting to show definition.
The newbie bonus period really lived up to its name.
If those results were multiplied by five years of training, who knew how incredible his physique would become?
Zhang Yang was in high spirits and trained harder than ever today, pushing himself like crazy until he'd done the equivalent of...
Since it was the last day of his monthly package, the coach came over with a big smile, hoping to ask whether Zhang Yang wanted to keep training with a personal trainer.
"I'll think about it." Zhang Yang gave a noncommittal laugh.
It wasn't that he cared about the money.
The main thing was that after tonight, he'd have completed his fitness mission. By then, he'd have five years of training experience. According to the authoritative estimates of overseas fitness gurus, five years of natural training would bring someone to about ninety-seven or ninety-eight percent of their maximum muscular potential.
On top of that, his training and diet this month had been practically punishing. There was no doubt that five years of training experience would take him to the limits of his own genetics.
So tell me, how could he possibly keep training at this personal training studio after that?
One month of training, and he'd come out an IFBB pro?
What the hell, was he a genetic freak?
So after this month, he was definitely leaving.
During a break between exercises, Zhang Yang checked the time. It was still early, and he remembered he had a Bentley Continental GT waiting at the dealership, so he tried calling them.
He couldn't believe they actually answered at this hour.
Zhang Yang gave them his information and briefly spoke with a staff member at the Bentley dealership to get an update.
His Bentley Continental GT was the latest Azure Edition, with a rare, dazzling blue exterior and a linen-white interior. It came fully loaded with options, bringing the price to well over five million.
The car was at the dealership now, ready for him to pick up whenever he liked.
"Tomorrow, then. I'll make some time to come by." Zhang Yang arranged a time in advance.
Nearby, the gym coach had overheard every word. He immediately regarded Zhang Yang with awe.
This big shot picking up a Bentley was willing to devote so much time and effort to managing his physique. He really was no ordinary man.
By the time he returned to his apartment, night had fallen.
It occurred to him that today was the last day of his fitness mission, and he hadn't updated his Little Blue Book account in a while. Zhang Yang decided to post an update about his current condition.
In the selfie, his figure looked balanced and well-defined. His arms especially had that boyfriend-arm look.
His abs were clearly visible too, thanks to his very low body fat.
Since he hadn't posted in ages, a quick refresh brought in a flood of comments.
"Wow, what a beast!"
"You disappeared for a month and actually went to the gym!!"
"The results are amazing! Those arms, those abs—wow, I'm so into this type..."
"So impressive..."
So many girls praised his current physique that Zhang Yang was a little confused.
Could it be that women preferred this moderate amount of muscle?
Maybe Wu Long's physique wasn't all that popular with women? Zhang Yang had always thought that kind of build looked even more impressive...
Wait... he'd always thought?
Zhang Yang suddenly realized what the problem was. Guys seemed to be the ones who admired that kind of physique more...
Aha. Awkward.
But it was fine. If having a great physique like that pleased him as much as possible, wasn't that enough?
Besides, these girls might say they liked a moderate amount of muscle, but Zhang Yang firmly believed that the one surefire way for a man to attract women was to exude masculinity. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist—that was etched into their genes.
A youthful look could be appealing, but a broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted physique would always reign supreme.
With that thought, Zhang Yang felt enlightened.
"Let me think. What should I help the blogger improve next?"
"The blogger's got a great physique now, has changed his hairstyle, and dresses really well. How about learning some skincare tips from us? I have tons of experience I can share."
"Haha, same here. I'm good at this."
As soon as skincare came up, the girls on Little Blue Book got excited. They could talk about their routines for three days and three nights without running out of things to say.
But as far as Zhang Yang was concerned, skincare was completely out of his depth.
Men had thick skin. What was there to take care of? Just use a bit of face wash and that was enough, right?
Zhang Yang actually thought his skin was pretty decent. It wasn't especially fair, but after losing weight and working out for a while, he didn't have any noticeable pimples.
But in the eyes of these girls, having no pimples was just the bare minimum.
"Seriously, skincare is really important for guys. A guy who takes care of his skin feels completely different from one who doesn't."
"Don't assume skincare is girly just because it comes up. It means having healthier skin, which makes you look younger and improves your overall vibe."
"Guys don't need anything as complicated as girls do. Men have a thicker outer layer of skin, and using too many products can clog your pores. Just get the basics down—cleansing, moisturizing, and sunscreen—and you're set."
"Be especially careful about face wash. Don't use those super-harsh volcanic-mud ones. You need an amino-acid cleanser. It's gentle and won't damage your skin."
Zhang Yang watched everyone chattering away, and for the first time, he felt a little dizzy.
With his previous makeovers, he'd known what to do and had a clear direction. But this time, he felt like he was just blindly following along.
Take face wash, for example. He'd always used the kind that felt really cool and refreshing. He even used an all-in-one shampoo, face wash, and body wash at the training studio. It was cool, refreshing, and convenient. What was wrong with that?
So what now?
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