Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

Big circles, side-step stretching, squat and knee touch alternation, mountain climber running, jumping jacks...

"Huff puff huff puff——"

Sweat soaked through the quick-dry shirt, with his heart rate soaring to 150 beats per minute.

Tang Song felt his entire body burning up, and his muscles couldn't help but tremble.

This routine called "30-minute Intense Fat-burning Exercise" had been going on for 5 days, and the overall intensity was moderate, perfectly suitable for him at the moment.

"Beep beep beep——" The countdown ended.

As his mind relaxed, Tang Song lay straight back on the yoga mat, not even wanting to open his eyes.

In his ears was the sound of his own pounding heartbeat.

After resting for a good while, Tang Song propped himself up, grabbed his phone, and turned off the timer.

Then he saw two unread messages.

[Xie Shuyu: "WeChat Transfer 5000.00, please accept the payment"]

[Xie Shuyu: "This is the final payment for the project. The mini-program turned out great."]

Seeing the messages, Tang Song couldn't help but smile and replied, "Received, thank you very much!"

As a rather proficient programmer, he occasionally took on freelance work for some extra earnings.

Xie Shuyu was a quality client introduced to him by Lu Ziming, who ran a local chain coffee brand.

Most of her coffee shops were located in office building clusters, with a large proportion of corporate group orders.

They used to place orders through WeChat groups, and then the staff would deliver them.

As the business expanded, frequent mistakes and omissions occurred, and tallying them up was also particularly troublesome.

For a better user experience, Xie Shuyu wanted to create a mini-program to streamline the whole ordering process and occasionally run some promotional activities like raffles and coupon claims.

This was not difficult for Tang Song, as he already had a template for the frontend at hand; he quoted 10,000 yuan and received a 50% upfront payment.

Everything had gone smoothly, it went live in March and had been in use for half a month now.

"Ding dong——" The WeChat notification tone chimed.

[Xie Shuyu: "You've worked hard these days, are you free for lunch tomorrow? I'd like to treat you."]

After taking a deep breath, Tang Song hurriedly responded, "Recently, I'm not working overtime on weekends, so I'm free."

[Xie Shuyu: Banquet Building.map]

[Xie Shuyu: "Location sent to you, see you tomorrow, oh, and remember to accept the money."]

Tang Song: "Okie dokie, see you tomorrow."

After replying to the messages and accepting the transfer of 5000 yuan, Tang Song's heartbeat just couldn't slow down.

Xie Shuyu was probably the most outstanding woman he knew, even more so than his first love who got into Imperial University.

At 32, she had built a multi-million yuan fortune from scratch, lived in a large western-style house, and drove a BMW.

The key point was that she was equally beautiful on the outside, tall and sexy in stature, with fair and smooth skin and a dignified and elegant face.

She was the focus of attention wherever she went.

This kind of big sister with looks, wealth, and culture, it's believed no one would dislike her, and naturally, Tang Song was no exception.

Occasionally, he fantasized about gaining her favor and fast-tracking a decade of his life; living off a woman, but as proud as can be.

Of course, the former him had the self-awareness to only dare think about it silently.

Tang Song still vividly remembered when they met for the first time to sign the contract, her stylish and elegant figure.

He also remembered his own embarrassment and inferiority back then.

Standing before Xie Shuyu back then, he was nothing but a lowly toad.

Dressed casually, overweight, stuttering throughout the conversation, and looking down the whole time.

This was like a hurdle in his heart, turning his face red every time he thought about it.

Now with the advent of gaming assets into reality, life had taken a 180-degree turn.

Tang Song hoped to improve the impression Xie Shuyu had of him, to get over that hurdle in his heart.

Boosting self-confidence is also a way to increase your charm score.

With that thought, Tang Song opened Little Red Book, planning to seek help from netizens, and in doing so, increase his topic visibility.

He first checked the note he had posted before.

Likes 52, Favorites 3, Comments 74.

Very realistic numbers, not a huge hit, but it had gained some attention.

It had to be said, the baseline traffic for self-improvement content was stable, even someone like him, a total amateur, could get a decent exposure.

After some thought, Tang Song created another note.

The main picture was a before-and-after comparison of his weight loss; in addition, he uploaded his daily fat-reduction meals and exercise routines as well.

He also came up with a very eye-catching title: "Day 6 of Heeding Advice, the Goddess Suddenly Wants to Treat Me to a Meal!"

Main text: "Thank you all for your previous suggestions, I've currently lost 7 jin (approximately 7 pounds), and I am continuing to work hard! However, I have a meal with the Goddess tomorrow, I hope to make some quick changes to leave a good impression, where do you think I should start?"

Topics: #AmateurTransformation, #HeedingAdvice, #Makeover, #Comeback, #Men

After clicking post, Tang Song breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly took a shower and changed into fresh, dry clothes.

Collapsing on the sofa, he watched fitness videos from the Little Sisters on Little Red Book while waiting for suggestions from the netizens.

Half an hour later, Tang Song opened the note he just posted again.

Perhaps because of the catchy title, in less than an hour's time, the views had already exceeded 300, with 9 comments.

Some praised his determination and perseverance, while others offered some suggestions.

One particular comment that had just been posted caught his eye.

[Yaoling: Came here from your last note, dropping a like! You seem like a very sincere person with strong execution. You have several issues, but if you want quick changes, you can start with your hairstyle and outfit. By the way, how tall are you and how much do you weigh? I can make some recommendations.]

Clicking on "Yaoling's" profile, Tang Song's eyes lit up.

Over a thousand followers, dozens of notes all about makeup and fashion, looking very professional.

After casually following her, Tang Song immediately replied, "Thanks for the encouragement and support! I am 180 centimeters tall, and currently weigh 86.5 kilograms."

It didn't take long before he received a reply.

[Yaoling: (#DogHead) Men claiming 180 are to be understood as not quite 180, plus that weight, yes, indeed overweight! Try wearing a windbreaker + sweatpants + canvas shoes, which can cover the flaws in your body shape. Your hair directly affects your image, go to a decent barbershop, find Tony and get a haircut designed. You have a good length of hair, you can try a light layered texture, also get your eyebrows shaped up, you can do it! OutfitExample.jpg]

Yaoling's response was very serious, not only providing detailed suggestions but also attaching a reference image at the end.

Black windbreaker, white inner layer, black tapered pants, light-colored canvas shoes.

It looked very layered and refreshingly concealing.

As for the trendy light layered texture hairstyle, he had certainly heard of it; several of his university classmates had tried this style.

Tang Song touched his hair, realizing it indeed needed some grooming.

From childhood to adulthood he had never really styled his hair, but this time he could give it a shot.

Glancing at the time, it was almost 10 PM.

Tang Song hurriedly got up, making sure to turn off the lights and go to sleep on time.

The night was cool as water, his breathing became gradually steady.

Tang Song had a long dream, where he transformed into a new version of himself.

He was wearing a dark tailored suit, tall and upright with no extra fat.

Handsome features, clean and fair skin.

He stepped out of a Rolls-Royce, his black, finely cropped hair lightly tousled by the wind, standing calmly in front of Xie Shuyu...

...

In the darkness, Tang Song turned over, a happy smile appearing on his face.

"Buzz—" his phone on the bedside table vibrated.

[China Merchants Bank: Your account ending in 6800 has received an income of 200.00 RMB on April 8th at 03:11.]