Chapter 26: You Are the April of This World
April in the human world is always given all kinds of beautiful meanings.
And in this April, Zhang Yang lived a life that was fulfilling yet incredibly wonderful.
Day after day of working out, watching his body change bit by bit, the lines on his body slowly beginning to show, leaving behind something called the traces of fitness.
His relationship with Bei Wei flowed like a gentle stream-steady and unhurried. Zhang Yang wasn't in any rush to push things forward. Instead, he fully enjoyed the process, as if making up for the student days he had once missed.
When work was only for amusement and no longer for the sake of earning money, Zhang Yang's relaxed and natural work attitude instead caused countless ideas to burst forth while completing the planning proposal for Grandstone Group.
"Zhang Yang, your planning proposal almost perfectly matches my thoughts."
During their coordination, Tang Leyi from Grandstone Group said this after reading the proposal.
Zhang Yang replied while feeling a bit emotional.
In the past, when he worked desperately just to make a living, having his proposals rejected by clients was common. But this time, doing things casually instead made the other party completely satisfied. It really was like the saying-when you deliberately plant flowers, they refuse to bloom; when you casually plant willows, they flourish.
And that wasn't the only good thing.
With the daily accumulation, the recurring twenty-thousand daily returns, he had saved nearly five hundred thousand over the past half month.
Finally, the cash flow in his hands was beginning to look substantial.
The [A public holiday on May 1 in China, also known as International Workers' Day, often associated with travel and time off.] was just around the corner, becoming the day everyone in the company was eagerly waiting for.
On the final weekend before May Day, Zhang Yang drove Bei Wei to [A coastal area in Shanghai known for its waterfront views, modern development, and proximity to the East China Sea.] to see the sea.
Just before sunset, where the sky and sea met.
Zhang Yang parked the car on the embankment and watched from afar as Bei Wei stepped onto the beach, her long hair fluttering in the sea breeze.
In the distance, the Donghai Bridge, the horizon where sky and sea became one line, and the sun sinking into the ocean.
Between heaven and earth, everything was bathed in golden light.
"Brother Zhang!!"
Amid the sound of waves, Bei Wei waved her arms high. The thin skirt over her knees couldn't hide her fair, slender legs.
Zhang Yang smiled and casually took a photo with his phone.
Before long, Bei Wei ran back, her cheeks slightly flushed from running.
Zhang Yang opened his arms slightly and welcomed Bei Wei as she threw herself into his embrace.
The sound of tides beside his ears, the waves, and the strands of hair tickling his nose.
Holding the soft and sweet-smelling Bei Wei in his arms, Zhang Yang felt a faint sense of emotion in his heart.
Something as wonderful as being in love-how did he only realize it so late?
Sigh, what a delay.
He had almost reached thirty already. Fortunately, the system stepped in and saved him, allowing him to wake up at this point in life and decisively change himself.
"Brother Zhang." Bei Wei's soft call pulled Zhang Yang back to reality.
"Mm?"
Zhang Yang had barely responded when his cheek suddenly felt a soft, wet touch. By the time he came back to his senses, Bei Wei had already drifted away from his arms like a gust of wind.
"Teasing me, huh?" Zhang Yang couldn't handle teasing like that. He immediately stepped forward and, amid a string of laughter, pulled Bei Wei back into his arms again.
Night fell, beneath Bei Wei's apartment building.
Zhang Yang and Bei Wei hugged in farewell, and he watched her figure disappear into the corridor.
"Well then, time to hit the gym." Feeling the energy in his body with nowhere to release it, Zhang Yang turned the car around and headed straight to the personal training studio.
Today was another leg day. Thinking about the pain that would follow for the next few days after leg training made him a little apprehensive.
Inside the personal training studio, cries of pain echoed continuously.
'Ah!'
'Tss!'
'Clang!'
"Come on, last set." The coach assisted Zhang Yang with squats from the side.
With the squat belt tightened around his waist, Zhang Yang felt the heavy load. His legs trembled, and with stiff movements, he forced his strength upward through the endless soreness.
If you work out but don't train legs, sooner or later you'll become Ah Wei. The importance of leg training for men went without saying.
After finishing the final set of squats, Zhang Yang clearly felt that his legs no longer belonged to him.
Fortunately, every bit of effort he put in now would eventually appear on his body with sixty times the effect, so he had to give it his all.
"Mr. Zhang, the supplements, protein powder, and post-workout meal are all ready." The coach had already arranged the usual replenishments after every training session.
After all, in fitness, as long as you don't rely on drugs, taking supplements and protein powder is completely normal-it's simply to achieve the best training results in the best condition.
"Mr. Zhang, among all the members I've trained, you are the most serious and hardworking."
While eating his post-workout meal, Zhang Yang chatted with the coach beside him and heard this praise.
"Coach, tell me honestly-do I have talent for this?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile after finishing his protein shake.
"I always tell the truth. Based on your frame, if your muscle mass increases, your physique will look perfect. The only drawback is that muscle gain will be relatively slow and requires time to accumulate," the coach said quite frankly.
Zhang Yang deeply agreed.
After all, the same amount of muscle on a 1.7-meter (~5 ft 7 in) frame and a 1.8-meter (~5 ft 11 in) frame would naturally produce completely different visual effects. But once someone who was 1.8 meters (~5 ft 11 in) tall built enough muscle, the overwhelming impact and explosive presence would crush everything else.
"At least how many years?" Zhang Yang asked again.
"If you want that kind of competition-level physique, five years would roughly be the limit of your muscle mass. After that, even if there's improvement, it would be almost impossible to notice with the naked eye."
"Five years?" Zhang Yang murmured, feeling fairly satisfied.
After all, one month after the mission started, he would obtain five years of fitness experience. By then, at the very least, he should be able to replicate a physique like [The player character in the video game 'Wo Long: Fallen Dynasty'.]'s.
The coach beside him watched Zhang Yang's expression, afraid he might lose motivation.
"Of course, the first year for beginners brings the greatest progress. If you train systematically for several months, your muscles will already be well-defined, and your physique will stand out among people your age."
"Got it." Zhang Yang nodded.
After finishing his extra meal, Zhang Yang returned to the apartment under the night sky.
For now, his legs were only weak and numb. Tomorrow morning was when they would truly teach him a lesson.
Before going to sleep, Zhang Yang made a video call home.
"You're coming back for May Day, right?" Song Wenqin asked, not mentioning the previous blind date anymore.
Since she didn't bring it up, Zhang Yang naturally acted as if nothing had happened.
"I'm coming back, of course."
"Good. Oh right, when you come back, help me take a look at jade bracelets. Your dad finally agreed to buy me one." Song Wenqin smiled.
Zhang Yang noticed Zhang Zhaohai sitting nearby with a rather gloomy expression, not sure whether Song Wenqin had some kind of leverage over him.
"A bracelet? Sure, I'll help you look." Zhang Yang agreed casually, but he kept it in mind.
After all, he had saved nearly five hundred thousand this month.
Such a simple wish from his mother-to buy a bracelet-how could he not fulfill it?
Consider it arranged.
As for Zhang Zhaohai, a middle-aged man who loved cigarettes and alcohol, just get him some good liquor and good cigarettes, and the old man would be delighted beyond measure.
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