“Interests and hobbies that are beneficial to one's physical and mental health?”

Looking at the task content, 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 suddenly popped into his mind.

Human figure sketching?

Beautician, fitness coach, partner…

No, that’s too suggestive; it might not be good for physical and mental health.

But it could also develop into a hobby, drawing a sketch of each wing would be a meaningful thing to commemorate.

Next, Tang Song went online to search.

Many of the options were hobbies he already had, such as fitness, reading, music, and movies…

In addition, there were travel, swimming, chess, baking, and so on.

After hesitating for a while, Tang Song decided to follow his heart.

Since the system task was to please himself, there was no need to make a random choice just to complete the task.

He could try a few interests that he was genuinely interested in; if he liked them, he would cultivate them into long-term hobbies.

They were not limited to just one; multiple interests were acceptable.

His exciting life had just begun, and he would encounter many new things and see many new sights, so cultivating several interests to enrich his life was very necessary.

Changing into a form-fitting fitness outfit, Tang Song began his daily posture correction training.

After completing the training, he leaned against the wall, lifted the hem of his shirt to reveal his abs, and took a selfie.

His Little Red Book account was only a thousand followers away from reaching ten thousand, and Tang Song was very much looking forward to the upcoming system rewards, planning to update several posts in the near future.

Looking at the tall and smooth lines of his body in the photo, Tang Song couldn't help but give it a like.

After ten days of hitting the gym, along with the blessing of the "Magic Protein Powder," "Recovery Potion," and "Double Effect Card," he now had a set of well-defined muscles, and his physique could be considered attractive.

He sat in his study, opened his computer, and arranged all the photos taken since his transformation.

He selected four selfies in workout clothes from different stages and created a comparison image.

He also took screenshots of the comments from earlier posts urging him to lose weight and work out.

He uploaded the photos to Little Red Book.

Title: Transformation Day 42: Fitness Results Summary

Body: Thank you all for your constant supervision. Recently, I’ve been pushing hard at the gym and have managed to see some results... Also, I want to cultivate some interests and hobbies that are beneficial to my physical and mental health; any suggestions?

Tags: #Transformation #ListeningToAdvice #Fitness #WeightLoss #MuscleGain

He clicked to publish.

Stretching lazily, Tang Song stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and dialed his mother’s number.

On the other end, he first heard a few voices, followed by his mother’s familiar voice: “Hello, Xiao Song.”

Tang Song smiled and said, “Mom, happy Mother’s Day!”

He remembered today was Mother’s Day thanks to Wen Ruan, who reminded him to call home.

To be honest, the big sister was indeed very thoughtful.

“Haha, thank you, son. I’m so busy and you still remember.” His mother’s voice instantly brightened.

They chatted about mundane topics.

Suddenly, his mother whispered, “Can you let me in on the deal about that girl who drives a Mercedes? Is she your girlfriend? Jiajia praised her to the heavens, saying you two are just a step away from living together.”

“Mom, didn’t I tell you about my startup? Mengtian is my partner; we have a great relationship…” Tang Song paused for a moment before selectively sharing his entrepreneurial story.

This was something he anticipated, a reasonable explanation for his source of assets.

In their small county town, there were many people who made big money through live streaming and short videos, which was relatively easy for them to accept.

Excited gasps came through the receiver.

His mother whispered, “Is it really that profitable? Can you earn tens of thousands from one live stream?”

“Yeah, I didn’t expect it to go so smoothly. Everything is on the right track now; it’s only going to get better,” Tang Song said, biting his lip, “I’ll transfer some money to you later. You don’t have to worry about saving anymore; spend it as you like. I can afford my own house, and I’ve already bought a car, a BMW. I’ll send you a photo later…”

While Tang Song continued to talk, his mother’s voice became fainter.

When he finally stopped, his mother’s voice choked, “You don’t have to send us money. The family earns several thousand a month; you should keep it for yourself. The past few years, the family has been holding you back; we can’t help you much…”

Tang Song quickly interrupted, “Alright, Mom, things are getting better. The past is behind us; let’s look forward.”

His mother felt very guilty about him giving up on graduate school to work off debts; every time it came up, she would tear up.

They chatted for a while longer.

His mother, feeling a bit distressed, said, “Although you say it simply, Mom understands one thing: making money isn’t easy. Remember to take care of yourself and don’t be too hard on yourself.”

“Don’t worry, Mom, I’ve been sending you pictures; I’m really doing great.”

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song felt much more relaxed.

He casually picked up the wooden guitar on the rack and walked around the house, playing and singing.

“I once really wanted to know

How many times I should say the same thing

Those repeated clichés…”

After tiring from playing the guitar, Tang Song dived into the kitchen and made himself a sumptuous dinner.

After eating, he leaned back on the sofa and continued reading "Marketing Management."

With the help of the "Ginkgo Bookmark," his efficiency was very high; he was almost finished digesting the book.

This was a classic marketing masterpiece from which Tang Song learned not only how to sell products but also how to sell himself.

He truly benefited greatly.

“Ding Dong—” “Ding Dong—”

The WeChat notification sound rang continuously.

He picked it up and took a look.

It was from the small group he had with Yao Lingling and the others.

[Li Shumin: "@Tang Song, little brother, you’re going to be cheated on!"]

[Li Shumin: "@Tang Song, your girlfriend Lingling went out to dinner with another guy tonight, and she came back carrying gifts; she looked so happy."] ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⦿fire.net

[Lingling: "Li Shumin! What nonsense are you talking about!"]

Seeing the message content, Tang Song raised his eyebrows and instantly understood that Li Shumin was teasing them.

The reason was naturally that they had playfully referred to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend in the comments section last time.

Suddenly, an idea struck Tang Song.

He almost forgot; these two juniors of his were in fashion design!

Now that he had acquired sketching skills, the best option was to fully draw the “dress-up” and then commission Yao Lingling and the others to make the version sheet, and then create ready-to-wear clothing based on his size.

……

Starry Flower Garden Community, Building 8.

“Li Shumin! Quickly take back that message!” Yao Lingling’s face flushed as she reached to snatch the phone.

Although Li Shumin was short, she moved exceptionally quickly, darting around the not-so-large living room.

By the time the time limit to withdraw the message passed, the two finally stopped.

Yao Lingling pinned her down with force, her face red as she said, “We were just joking online; what boyfriend and girlfriend?!”

“I was just joking too!” Li Shumin pouted and said sourly, “Seeing you’ve had such a stroke of luck, I’m so envious!”

Zhang Jiahong, who was reading in the room, couldn't help but say, “What is this, a plot from a female-oriented novel? Lingling, you can’t forget us when you get rich. If I can’t make it in the future, I’ll rely on you to support me.”

Yao Lingling released Li Shumin and said irritably, “This is still an unfounded matter; can you all stop talking nonsense?”

“Isn’t it just a matter of time? You really wouldn’t turn down Young Master Xiao? I don’t believe it!” Li Shumin slapped her thigh, “Alas, too bad I missed this good opportunity!”

Recently, a new intern named Xiao Mingxuan came to the company; he was also in the assistant position.

Since he knew nothing, he often came to ask them various questions and details without any reserve.

Everyone was so busy with work; who had time to babysit a clueless newcomer?

Within a few days, they all stopped responding to him; some even mocked him.

Only Yao Lingling, with her warm-hearted nature, patiently explained various terms to him, guiding him through a complete design version sheet.

To express his gratitude, Xiao Mingxuan specifically invited Yao Lingling to dinner tonight.

He drove a Porsche Cayenne to pick her up downstairs and took her to a Michelin restaurant for a lavish dinner that cost several thousand, also gifting her a gold bracelet.

Yao Lingling learned about his true identity; he was the only son of the company’s boss, a returning overseas student.

This time entering the company, he would start from the grassroots level, gradually taking over

his father's position.

This kind of storyline often seen in Korean dramas left Yao Lingling stunned, and her two roommates were left envious.

Even if they couldn’t become lovers, at least a promotion and raise were guaranteed; the path to success was right in front of her.

Yao Lingling helplessly spread her hands, “Can you stop daydreaming? I’m just an ordinary girl; someone like him from a high-status family definitely wouldn’t look at me.”

“They’ve already given you a bracelet! Isn’t that just to keep you close?”

“Rich and young, and he has this connection with you; if you don’t seize the opportunity, don’t cry later.”

“Speaking of which, Lingling, you’ve really been lucky recently; you have such an outstanding spiritual young man like Tang Song online, and a rich Young Master Xiao in real life.”

“By the way, Tang Song is actually pretty good; did you see the photos he posted this afternoon? He even has abs, super handsome, hehe!”

“Minmin, wipe your drool.”

Listening to her roommates’ discussions, Yao Lingling shouted, “Stop it, it’s all nonsense! You make it sound like I’m so sought after.”

Li Shumin patted her shoulder, encouraging, “Big frame, good appetite, not picky, pear-shaped figure, flat-chested with thick thighs and big butt. You are the Innate Fitness Saint Body Yao Lingling; wearing something a little more revealing is also quite attractive in the eyes of boys.”

Yao Lingling gave her a hard slap on the backside, “Then you are the Innate Snail Noodle Saint Body! And I need to correct you, I am a standard A-cup! If I gain weight, I might even upgrade to a B-cup!”

The two playfully slapped each other when Yao Lingling's phone suddenly rang.

It was a voice invitation from Tang Song.

“Damn you, Minmin! It’s all your fault for saying those things; now he’s called to question me!”

Yao Lingling grimaced as she answered the voice message. To prevent her two roommates from causing trouble, she directly went into her own room.

After a while, her two curious roommates, who hadn’t seen Yao Lingling come out, crept to the door and started eavesdropping.

They faintly heard terms like “design intent,” “style characteristics,” and “version production.”

The two exchanged glances, both a bit surprised.

What are they discussing about fashion design?