Divine Lucky Star

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Can’t I just not take your money?!

Their inexplicable situation over there suddenly attracted quite a few people from the fitness center. After all, no matter how you put it, Hu Bo was one of the more famous trainers here, and he’d trained quite a few students. Two girls, giggling, walked over. One of them, wearing red clothes, said with a laugh, “Coach Hu, what’s up? Just now, I saw you making a fuss over here. Did something happen?” The other, dressed in blue, nodded vigorously and said, “You’re not usually like this!” Since they could come here to work out, the two girls were definitely of decent quality—at least worthy of an eighty-five!

“Ah, it’s nothing. Maybe there’s something wrong with the watch,” Hu Bo said, not even looking up, focusing on the watch as he strapped it to his wrist. “This is fine, too. The heart rate test is pretty normal…”

Then he looked at Wang Hao again. “How about you run some more?”

Wang Hao replied, “Sure, I’ll try again.”

“Okay, this time you can run a bit longer. Remember to speak up immediately if you start feeling tired.” Coach Hu solemnly put the watch on Wang Hao, thinking to himself, “Maybe it’s because he didn’t run long enough last time. This time I’ll have him run longer to test it out… Yeah, ten minutes should do. No matter what, a normal person’s heartbeat would definitely speed up after running for ten minutes.”

“Then I’ll start running now,” Wang Hao took a deep breath. “Start!”

Five minutes passed, and Hu Bo glanced at the watch: “Still 75…”

Ten minutes passed, and Hu Bo looked at the watch again, suddenly excited: “Haha, it finally went up!”

The two female students quickly asked, “To what?”

Hu Bo replied, “To 82!” The two female students: “…”

Twenty minutes passed, and Hu Bo exclaimed, “It went up again! 86!”

After thirty minutes, Hu Bo cheered, “91 now! Keep it up, keep it up!”

The way the two female students looked at Wang Hao had changed: “His heart rate only got to 91 after running for half an hour! His stamina is really good, isn’t it?! Doesn’t that mean he’d have great endurance in certain other areas?!” Ah, where are these thoughts going? Dirty, dirty, dirty…

Forty minutes passed, and Hu Bo was speechless: “96…”

An hour passed, and Hu Bo finally exploded with excitement: “Hahaha! Over a hundred, over a hundred! There’s nothing wrong with my watch! Haha!”

Wang Hao: “…”

Bai Yaning: “…”

The two female students: “…” Wasn’t the way they looked at Wang Hao different now?!

“Is that enough?” Wang Hao stepped down from the treadmill, finally feeling a bit tired after running for an hour straight. “I seem a bit worn out.”

“Have some water,” Bai Yaning came over with a smile, handing a bottle of water to Wang Hao.

Speaking of makeup skills, Bai Yaning was quite adept. How to describe the general effect? Well, like an internet celebrity, right? After makeup, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. Without makeup, even your mom might not recognize you. And the makeup effect for our superstar here? It’s pretty much the opposite…

So nobody present could have guessed that this gentle lady offering water was actually the number one superstar of the entire Heavenly People’s Republic…

“Thanks,” after taking a sip, Wang Hao looked at the fitness coach. “How’s that? How did I do?”

Coach Hu stared dumbfounded at the watch, then looked up at Wang Hao: “Have you been a marathon runner before?”

Wang Hao: “…”

Bai Yaning burst out laughing.

“It seems like I’m just a bit more physically fit,” Wang Hao said, slightly embarrassed as he scratched his head. “Not bad?”

“I don’t think there’s anything left I can teach you,” Coach Hu felt deeply struck. This young guy in front of him, damn, had just run for a full hour, his heart rate had only just crossed the hundred mark, and he seemed utterly unfazed—a laugh here, a chat there, even drinking water without a hint of a choke…

“Don’t say that,” Wang Hao said: “I’m still hoping to build some muscle here. Doesn’t that look more appealing? Why don’t we try something else?”

“This… all right,” Coach Hu nodded. Yeah, you’re awesome at running, but you can’t be better than me at everything else, right?

“If you want to get in shape, you could try this,” Coach Hu led Wang Hao to a set of parallel bars: “Underhand pull-ups are a great way to train your biceps and they look very aesthetic once you get the hang of it. Give it a try. Don’t go too hard the first time; just twenty sets will do. Of course, if you find it challenging, you need to tell me right away, and don’t push yourself.”

“Okay.” Wang Hao immediately grabbed the bars and started the exercise.

After twenty sets, Wang Hao asked, “Coach, is twenty enough? I don’t really feel much of anything…”

Coach Hu: “…” What the hell, he’s not reacting at all?! Coach Hu asked, “Do you really not feel any slight numbness in your arms?”

Wang Hao replied, “Nope.”

Bai Yaning: “…”

The two female students: “…”

Hu Bo gritted his teeth, “Another twenty!”

Wang Hao replied cheerfully, “Alright!”

After another twenty were completed.

Wang Hao stretched his arms and confirmed, “It still doesn’t feel like much.” He added with certainty, “Indeed, nothing.”

A group of people were left speechless…

Hu Bo toughened up too, “Then keep going until you feel it!”

Wang Hao agreed reluctantly, “Okay…”

After twenty sets, Wang Hao felt fine. After forty sets, eh, he started to feel a bit tired. Sixty sets in, well, not bad, he could continue. Eighty sets later, it was so-so, slightly numb. After a hundred sets…

“Now I feel it,” Wang Hao touched his arm, “It’s tingling nicely, pretty good.”

Wang Hao might have felt good, but Hu Bo was completely not okay, “Did you come here to challenge us?”

Wang Hao remained silent…

Bai Yaning said nothing…

Two female students were speechless too…

How could I, so pure and innocent, come here to challenge them? Ridiculous…

“I really came to train,” Wang Hao explained, “I want to build a good physique. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be unsightly to end up with a beer belly when I get older?” His words were truly heartfelt; after all, he was pursuing a big star, he couldn’t allow himself to go bald and grow a beer belly when he aged, right? We live in a society that judges by appearance!

“You might as well sign up for the 18,000 RMB package,” Hu Bo felt even more defeated, “I don’t have much left to teach you…”

“Don’t say that!” Wang Hao pleaded with sincere eyes, “If I train on my own, I’m afraid I won’t achieve the beauty of form!” He was genuinely concerned that he might end up looking like Schwarzenegger, which, while fine in movies, was quite frightening in reality!

“Fine, the 18,000 package it is!” Hu Bo said in horror, “Consider it pro bono coaching from me; isn’t it enough that I don’t charge you money?!”

Wang Hao stayed silent…

Bai Yaning said nothing…

The two female students didn’t utter a word…

“Alright then,” Wang Hao said dejectedly, “18,000 it is, so sad, so disheartened…”

Bai Yaning smiled quietly from the side.

The two female students asked, “Handsome, how did you get such great endurance?”

Head low and spirits down, Wang Hao replied, “Ever heard of innate talent?”

Innate talent! The two female students glanced instinctively at a certain part of Wang Hao’s body, and their faces immediately blushed!

“There, don’t be sad,” Bai Yaning said with a gentle smile, “I’ll treat you to a meal, okay?”

Huh? A big star offering a meal, this has potential!

“Yeah, sure, I’m game!” Wang Hao’s spirits immediately lifted, “So, what shall we eat tonight?” The anticipation was palpable, wasn’t it?

“When I came in, I saw a noodle shop downstairs that looked pretty clean,” Bai Yaning said with a laugh, “Let’s go have a bowl of noodles. I’m a bit hungry.” What she was really considering was that Wang Hao needed to replenish energy after exercising; as for herself, it didn’t really matter.

“Yeah, let’s get going,” Wang Hao said eagerly, “You’re making me hungry already, heh heh!”

…

Xingwang Night Market.

After a simple dinner, Wang Hao and Bai Yaning came here for a stroll to clear their minds.

What’s that saying about walking off a meal to avoid feeling stuffed…

It was already around seven in the evening, and the night market was bustling with people, with all sorts of goods on display.

“See anything you like?” Wang Hao, grinning broadly, gazed at the array of stalls, “If you find something you want, I’ll buy it for you. Can’t help it, wealthy! That’s just being wealthy! Capricious!”

“Pfft,” Bai Yaning giggled at Wang Hao’s humorous remark, “Alright, I know you just received your royalties for ‘Bubble,’ now rolling in cash!”