Chapter 153 - 153 145 Born to be Fit

Chapter 153: Chapter 145: Born to be Fit Chapter 153: Chapter 145: Born to be Fit “A hobby that’s good for my physical and mental health?” Looking at the task at hand, Tang Song rubbed his chin and pondered seriously for a moment. Then he glanced at the sketching skill he was about to acquire and a bold idea instantly popped up. Nude sketching? Beautician, fitness coach, partner... No, that’s too risqué, and it might not be beneficial for physical and mental health. But it could also develop as a hobby, making sketches for every ‘wing’ could be very meaningful. After that, Tang Song searched online. Many of the hobbies he saw were ones he already had, such as fitness, reading, music, movies... Beyond that, there were travel, swimming, chess, baking, and so on. After hesitating for quite a while, Tang Song decided to follow his heart. Since the system task was for him to please himself, there was no need to randomly choose just to complete a task. He could try a few that interested him later, and if they were to his liking, he’d nurture them into long-term hobbies. They weren’t limited to just one; there could be several. His exciting life had just begun, and in the future, he would encounter many new things and see many new scenes. Cultivating a few hobbies to enrich his life was necessary. Changing into a form-fitting gym outfit, Tang Song started his daily posture correction training. After completing the training, Tang Song leaned against the wall, lifted the hem of his shirt, exposed the outlines of his abs, and took a selfie. He was only a little over a thousand followers away from hitting 10,000 on Little Red Book, and Tang Song was looking forward to the next system reward, planning to update his notes more frequently in the near future. Looking at the sleek and strong lines of his body in the photo, Tang Song couldn’t help but ‘like’ it himself. After 10 days of checking into the gym, along with the baptism of “Magic Protein Powder,” “Physical Recovery Potion,” and the “Double Effect Card,” he now had a decent set of muscles and could be proud of his physique. Sitting in his study, he turned on the computer and laid out all his transformation photos in order. He took out four selfies in gym clothes from different stages and made a comparison chart. He also screenshotted comments from his previous posts persuading him to lose weight and workout. He uploaded the photos to Little Red Book. Title: Transformation Day 42, Fitness Results Summary Body: Thank you all for the constant encouragement, I’ve been hitting the gym hard lately and have seen some results... Also, I’m looking to cultivate some hobbies beneficial for physical and mental health. Any suggestions? Hashtags: #AmateurTransformation, #TakingAdvice, #Fitness, #FatLoss, #MuscleGain Click to post. Stretching lazily, Tang Song stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and dialed his mother’s phone. There were a few words of conversation from the other end before his mother’s familiar voice came through, “Hello, Song.” Tang Song said with a smile, “Mom, happy Mother’s Day!” It was Wen Ruan who told him that today was Mother’s Day and reminded him to call home. It goes without saying, big sister is really attentive. “Haha, thank you, son. I’m so thankful you remembered even though you’re so busy,” his mother’s voice suddenly filled with surprise. They chatted briefly about family matters. Suddenly, his mother whispered, “Can you tell mom about that girl who drives a Mercedes? Is she your girlfriend? Jiajia has been singing her praises, saying that you two are about to move in together.” “Mom, didn’t I tell you about starting a business before? Mengting is my partner, and we have a very good relationship...” Tang Song fell silent for a moment, then selectively shared his entrepreneurial story. This was something he had expected, and it provided a reasonable explanation for the source of his assets. In their small county town, there were quite a few people who had made a lot of money through live streaming and short videos, so it was relatively easy for others to accept. Sounds of astonishment occasionally came from the earpiece. His mother whispered, “It makes that much money? Tens of thousands from a single live stream?” “Yeah, I didn’t expect it to go this smoothly either. Everything is on track now, and it will only get better,” Tang Song pursed his lips and said, “I’ll transfer you some money in a bit. You don’t need to try to save money all the time, spend it when you need to. I can afford to buy a house by myself, and I’ve already bought a car, a BMW. I’ll send you a picture in a bit...” Tang Song continued speaking, but his mother’s voice became fainter in the earpiece. When he stopped, his mother’s voice was somewhat choked up, “You don’t need to transfer us money. The family earns several thousand a month; just keep it for yourself. You’ve been holding the family back for years and couldn’t help you with anything...” Tang Song quickly interjected, “Alright, mom, things are getting better, aren’t they? Let’s leave the past behind and look forward. Everything’s going to be fine.” His mother felt guilty about him giving up postgraduate studies to work and pay off debts, and she would tear up every time they talked about it. They chatted for a good while longer. His mother said with some concern, “Although you make it sound easy, I know one thing—making money isn’t. Remember to take good care of yourself and don’t be too hard on yourself.” “Don’t worry, mom. Haven’t I been sending you photos? I’m really doing well,” he assured her. After hanging up, Tang Song felt a great sense of relief. He casually picked up the wooden guitar from the rack and began walking around the room, strumming, and singing. “I once really wanted to know How many times the same words need to be said to be enough Those clichés emphasized over and over again ...” After getting tired of playing the guitar, Tang Song dove into the kitchen and made himself a sumptuous dinner. After the meal, he leaned back on the sofa and continued reading “Marketing Management.” With the help of the ginkgo bookmark, his efficiency was very high, and he almost had this book thoroughly understood. It was a classic marketing masterpiece, from which Tang Song learned not only how to sell products but also how to market himself. He truly benefited a great deal. “Ding dong—” “Ding dong—” WeChat notification sounds chimed one after another. He picked it up and looked. It was from the small group he had with Yao Lingling and two others. [Li Shumin: “@Tang Song, little brother, you’re about to be cuckolded!”] [Li Shumin: “@Tang Song, your girlfriend Lingling went out on a date for dinner with another guy this evening, and when she came back, she was even carrying a gift, looking so pleased.”] [Lingling: “Li Shumin! What nonsense are you spouting!”] Seeing the content of the messages, Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, immediately understanding that Li Shumin was teasing them. The reason of course was the last time they sparred in the comments section, calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend. Immediately, Tang Song’s eyes lit up. He had almost forgotten, these two juniors of his were in the fashion design business! Now that he had the skill for sketching, the best choice was to fully draw the “Outfit,” then entrust Yao Lingling and the others to make it into a pattern, and finally, have it made into a garment according to his size. ... Star Garden Community, Building 8. “Li Shumin! Hurry up and retract the message!” Yao Lingling, with a flushed face, reached out to snatch the phone. Although Li Shumin was short, she was incredibly agile, moving swiftly around the not-so-big living room. They only calmed down when the time for retracting the message had passed. Yao Lingling, using brute force, pinned her down and said with flushed face and ears, “We’re just playing around online, what boyfriend and girlfriend?!” “I’m just playing around too!” Li Shumin pouted, sourly saying, “Seeing you getting such dumb luck, I’m almost green with envy!” Zhang Jiahong, who was reading in the room, couldn’t help saying, “This is like a plot from a women’s fiction novel. Lingling, when you make it big, you can’t forget about us. If I can’t make it, I’ll be counting on you to cover for me.” Yao Lingling let go of Li Shumin, annoyed, “It’s all speculation at this point, can you guys stop talking nonsense.” “Isn’t it just a matter of time? Do you really have the heart to reject President Xiao? I don’t believe it!” Li Shumin slapped her thigh and said, “Ah, what a pity I didn’t seize this good opportunity!” The company had recently gotten a trainee, Xiao Mingxuan, who was also an assistant. Because he didn’t know anything, he often asked them various questions about the details and did not hold back at all. Everyone’s so busy with work, who has the time to mentor such a newbie. It didn’t take many days for everyone to start ignoring him, some even mocking him openly. Only Yao Lingling, kind-hearted as she was, patiently explained all sorts of terms to him and guided him through completing a design pattern from start to finish. To express his gratitude, Xiao Mingxuan specially invited Yao Lingling for dinner tonight. He drove a Porsche Cayenne right to the building to pick her up, treated her to an extravagant dinner at a Michelin-starred restaurant worth thousands of yuan, and even gifted her a gold bracelet. Yao Lingling also learned his true identity, the only son of the company’s boss, who had just returned from studying abroad. This time, he joined the company to start from the ground up, gradually taking over his father’s place. This kind of plot, often seen in Korean dramas, left Yao Lingling stunned, and also made her two roommates cry with envy. Even if the two couldn’t become a couple, at least a promotion and pay raise were definite, with the path to success right before their eyes. Yao Lingling helplessly spread her hands, “Can you all stop daydreaming, okay? I’m just an ordinary girl, someone from such a prestigious family would definitely not fancy me.” “He even gifted you a bracelet! That’s definitely to keep you hooked!” “Young and wealthy, plus this connection with you, if you don’t seize the opportunity, you’ll regret it later.” “Speaking of which, Lingling, you’ve really been blooming with romantic luck recently. Online, there’s Tang Song, a fine-looking, spirited young man, and in reality, there’s President Xiao from a wealthy family.” “Speaking of Tang Song, he’s actually not bad either, have you seen the photo he posted this afternoon? He actually has abs, super handsome, hehe!” “Minmin, wipe off your drool.” Listening to the chatter of her two roommates, Yao Lingling exclaimed, “Enough, enough, these are all things without a shadow, stop fantasizing here, talking like I’m so in demand.” Li Shumin patted her on the shoulder, encouragingly saying, “Big frame, good appetite, not picky with food, pear-shaped body, flat chest, thick legs, and a big butt. You’re Yao Lingling with the ‘Born to be fit’ body type. If you dress up well, you’re very appealing in a guy’s eyes.” Yao Lingling gave her a hard slap on the butt, “Well, you’re the ‘Born to be Spicy Rice Noodle’ body type! And let me correct you, I have a standard A cup! If I get a bit fatter, it might even upgrade to a B cup!” The two messed around a bit, when Yao Lingling’s phone suddenly rang. It was a voice invitation from Tang Song. “Stupid Minmin! It’s all because of your nonsense, now he’s calling to inquire!” Yao Lingling pulled a face as she answered the call, and to prevent her roommates from causing trouble, she went straight into her own room. After a while, with no sign of Yao Lingling coming out, the two curious roommates crept to the door and began to eavesdrop. They could faintly hear “design intention,” “style characteristics,” “pattern making.” The two looked at each other, both a bit surprised. Why were they talking about fashion design?