Chapter 33: Holiday Special Gift Pack
After the meal and a short rest, Zhang Yang went straight to a nearby gym.
Before going, he had already bought a one-week trial pass through a group deal. That way, during the few days he was in Yinghai City, he would still have a place to train.
A commercial gym was indeed different from a personal training studio.
The cardio area always had the most girls, and there were always membership salespeople wearing tight clothes. The exercise studio was always bigger than the strength area. And of course, the strength area often had veteran gym rats.
Zhang Yang had only come with a temporary trial pass, yet a membership salesman quickly stuck to him.
Pushing him to buy a membership card, pushing him to buy classes.
Damn it. If it were a female salesperson or a female trainer trying to persuade him, that would be one thing. But a guy sticking to him like this? No chance.
"Bro, take a look. Our gym is having an anniversary promotion. A yearly membership is only twelve hundred," the guy said with a grin.
Zhang Yang opened his phone and checked a second-hand trading site. Sure enough, someone was selling a membership for this exact gym with a year and a half remaining for only eight hundred, and it even included the transfer fee.
After a few casual words to send the guy away, Zhang Yang started training vigorously.
Having received guidance from someone nearly at a professional trainer level, Zhang Yang's form quickly attracted a group of veteran gym-goers to watch.
"Bro, that's really professional. I could never feel the right muscles with this movement before. Turns out the problem was here."
"Little brother, help me take a look. Whenever I do this movement, I feel my traps working. Look, my neck is practically gone already, but my arms still haven't changed much."
Zhang Yang wasn't stingy and casually shared a bit of experience.
To achieve results in fitness has never been about who has the most professional movements or the most precise muscle engagement. After all, with enough time, everyone eventually finds what suits them best.
What truly makes the difference is training three hundred and sixty-five days a year, turning fitness into a habit.
Just walking into a gym already puts someone in the top one percent. Among those, only half will keep coming regularly. And those who persist for years without stopping are even rarer-almost like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
In a city, people who truly train very well are easily one in a hundred thousand.
As they were talking, a slightly effeminate voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Handsome, am I using the thigh machine correctly?"
Zhang Yang looked over. A guy in a pink tight outfit was sitting on the thigh machine, squeezing his legs together again and again.
What normal guy uses a thigh machine during workouts?
Zhang Yang's hair stood on end. He immediately kept a respectful distance.
Later that evening, Zhang Yang finished today's workout check-in, once again not wasting a single day of the thirty-day task.
After showering and coming out, his stomach felt a little empty. Zhang Yang turned the car around, planning to replenish some carbohydrates. During a muscle-building phase, after finishing a workout, carbohydrates and protein must be replenished immediately.
On Sanyuan Middle Road, inside a pot-lid noodle shop run by a couple from Runzhou, the place was brightly lit and still quite crowded.
"One bowl of pork liver noodles," Zhang Yang ordered as he walked in. It was a noodle dish he often ate during his school days. He found a seat and sat down.
Soon, the steaming bowl of noodles arrived.
The pork liver was tender, the blanched lettuce crisp, and the thick noodles satisfying. With one bite, Zhang Yang felt as if he had returned to his student days.
'Ding!'
While he was eating noodles at the table, his phone vibrated slightly. He suddenly received a message from Bei Wei.
Zhang Yang casually opened it. It was a group photo.
It turned out that today she and her rich second-generation roommate had gone to Disneyland.
In the photo, Bei Wei wore a red-and-white checkered floral dress and a Disney-style headband, smiling sweetly and clearly. As for the roommate beside her…
To be honest, that night he hadn't seen her clearly. He only remembered that her figure had been quite hot.
In today's photo, however, her makeup was exquisite. She was carrying a Gucci bag and wearing Chanel, clearly looking like a wealthy young lady. In the photo she appeared quite ladylike, forming a stark contrast with the fiery impression from that night.
If her surname were Xiao, Zhang Yang would have gladly given her the name [A playful nickname meaning 'little sesame flatbread'; 'shaobing' is a common Chinese baked snack, and the name sounds cute and teasing rather than insulting.].
Zhang Yang looked at the photo, his gaze lingering on the bag in Bei Wei's hand. It was that Coach bag worth a few thousand.
It was a good bag, but compared to her roommate's full set of luxury items, it naturally couldn't compete.
Fortunately, Bei Wei had enough looks to support her, so she didn't end up looking like a mere background foil.
"I'll give her a bag later," Zhang Yang thought to himself.
Once he started earning fifty thousand a day, it wouldn't exactly be complete luxury freedom, but relatively speaking it would be close. Giving away a bag worth over a hundred thousand would only equal one or two days of cashback. No big deal.
He didn't want Bei Wei to be overshadowed by her roommate in that regard.
After eating his fill, Zhang Yang stood outside the shop, feeling the evening breeze and looking at the familiar old street, enjoying the long-missed atmosphere of his hometown.
When he returned home late at night, the house was completely dark. Zhang Zhaohai and his wife had already gone to bed.
He entered his bedroom and turned on the light.
The bedsheets had been freshly changed and sun-dried earlier that day. The scent of sunshine filled the room.
Zhang Yang checked the time. There was less than an hour until midnight. Since he wasn't sleepy anyway, he simply waited for midnight to arrive.
Time passed second by second.
Midnight.
'Ding!'
[Settlement]
Body fat target met; 5 experience points
Zhang Yang had expected this. After all, the effort he had put in this month was obvious. Meeting the body-fat requirement was inevitable. Now he only needed thirteen more experience points to level up.
"In a few days, my fitness streak will reach a full month. That's another ten experience points. Earning fifty thousand a day is right around the corner." Late at night, Zhang Yang was so excited he couldn't sleep.
Fifty thousand a day, and the explosive physique he had been looking forward to for so long. Just thinking about it made him happy.
'Ding!'
[You have an unclaimed May Day special gift pack.]
Before Zhang Yang's excitement faded, he received another message from the system. His expression immediately brightened.
"There's even a holiday gift pack?"
Almost instantly, Zhang Yang checked the newly received gift pack.
Congratulations, host. You have obtained a brand-new Bentley Continental GT. Please collect it at the designated dealership.
"Continental GT?" Zhang Yang murmured.
It was actually this car.
With optional configurations, it easily cost over five million after everything was included-a truly top-tier luxury car. It was also Zhang Yang's dream car.
He would never forget the time in Shanghai when a white Bentley passed by him. Inside sat a middle-aged man with an extremely calm expression.
That composure-no matter what huge event happened, he seemed like the type who wouldn't be shaken.
There are many luxury cars, even ones whose prices reach the heavens.
But Bentley is different. It's not just luxury; it carries an elegance that radiates from within. Anyone who sees a Bentley immediately thinks the car is beautiful, elegant, and that the owner has impeccable taste.
Thanks to the system, Zhang Yang was about to become a Bentley owner.
In that instant, he felt that the watch on his wrist finally had a car worthy of it.
Driving a Porsche worth just over a million while wearing a watch worth seven hundred thousand-what kind of situation was that?
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