Chapter 21 I've heard that eating sweets can change your mood...

Inside the classroom.

Three minutes into class.

"I can't do it, I can't do it anymore—" Lin Siyue gave up, supporting herself on the ground, large beads of sweat dripping down her face, panting heavily.

Seeing that she had stopped, Zhang Ni stopped trying to be brave. She wiped the sweat from her face and looked at Gao Wen pleadingly, "Why is this Inner Flow so difficult? We can't do it, let's switch classes?"

Lin Siyue nodded frantically: "No, no, I won't go on anymore. No matter how good the video looks, I won't go on."

They couldn't keep up with Gao Wen's movements at all.

Without assistance, you have to keep practicing.

Before each movement is finished, the next movement follows seamlessly.

This is terrible, this is terribly terrible.

Gao Wen checked the time, stood up and walked towards the teaching aids cabinet: "Three minutes, you've had five breaks."

"It's only been three minutes of class?" Lin Siyue was on the verge of tears. "I'm so tired!"

When she was recording the video yesterday, she watched Gao Wen do those movements, which were so simple, easy, smooth, and beautiful. But when it was her turn, she was in a complete mess, like she was fighting a war.

"What classes would you like to switch to?" Gao Wen asked.

"Shoulder and neck therapy!"

"right!"

Neck and shoulder therapy is the most relaxing session, with many poses done lying down.

“Your neck and shoulder problems have been corrected, so you don’t need to attend classes for the next few days.” Gao Wen took two resistance bands. “Let’s do standing exercises to train your leg strength.”

"No way—" Lin Siyue said with a pained expression.

Gao Wen walked over, handed the elastic band to the two of them, and said softly, "Stand up, adjust your breathing, stand on your left leg, and shift your weight to the ball of your foot—"

The first three minutes were enough to exhaust Lin Siyue and Zhang Ni, and the leg strength training that followed was equally demanding. By the end of the class, both of their clothes were soaked with sweat.

They lay sprawled on the yoga mats like two dead fish, too exhausted to even turn over.

Gao Wen still had classes, so she poured them two glasses of water before going to class.

After a while, Lin Siyue turned to look at Zhang Ni, looking somewhat dejected: "Sister Zhang Ni, this is too difficult, so tiring."

“Who isn’t?” Zhang Ni sighed.

Gao Wen has been helping them improve their posture during this period. Lin Siyue's hunchback has improved, and Zhang Ni's walking posture and leg shape have changed significantly, to the point that they are almost unrecognizable.

Their confidence was soaring, but this lesson brought them back to reality. They have a very, very long road ahead of them.

"Teacher Wenwen is only two months older than me, how can there be such a big difference between people? She doesn't even pant when doing such tiring and difficult movements—" Lin Siyue didn't finish her sentence, as if she thought of something, and looked at Zhang Ni.

Zhang Ni looked back at her, and the two looked at each other, both seeing hope in each other's eyes.

Such intense movements, and Gao Wen did them so easily—that's just...

Despite the aches and pains all over her body, Lin Siyue got up to get her phone. As soon as she turned off Do Not Disturb mode, her phone kept beeping with notifications, and she was overjoyed to open it.

The next second, she suddenly sat up.

Zhang Ni was so frightened that she shuddered.

"Fire, fire—" Lin Siyue looked astonished and was so excited that she couldn't speak, stammering.

"What?" Zhang Ni used her hands to support herself on the yoga mat, struggled to get up, and leaned over to see.

After seeing it clearly, her eyes widened.

"The video is trending! It's trending!" Lin Siyue looked at the message notification in the upper right corner, which had turned into an ellipsis, and wanted to jump up and scream.

She's filmed so many videos, but none of them have gotten this much attention. She's dreaming of making a video like this.

This is a dream come true!

With tens of thousands of likes and thousands of comments, Lin Siyue clicked on it.

A highly-rated comment reads: "Lifting the leg into a split is a fluid and visually stunning movement. The extreme flexibility, exceptional focus and balance, and incredibly stable core strength represent the pinnacle of Naikan-ryu in my opinion."

The comments below are still increasing:

Only yoga practitioners truly understand how powerful her Vipassana practice is. Behind that fluid, effortless flow lies years of dedicated practice. All I can say is: Awesome!

Strength, flexibility, and control—all are essential; she's incredibly stable.

Even though I don't practice yoga, I think she's amazing. She has a great figure, but I don't have any impure thoughts about her; I just find her very elegant and graceful.

......

Her joints are so flexible, every movement feels like she's going to send me flying, hahaha.

[Just wondering, if I were to use this approach, would a million-dollar medical insurance policy be enough?]

......

Lin Siyue looked at some of the comments from netizens and desperately wanted to like them.

She just tried it for three minutes, rested five times, and it really does kill people!

The kind involving fractures throughout the entire body!

Zhang Nicole had no time to read the comments. She stood up, supporting her back, and said to Lin Siyue, "Don't just stand there, hurry up, our chance has come! Get up and get to work!"

"good!"

Neither of them had any back or leg pain, and they were full of energy.

......

After attending three classes, Gao Wen learned from others that her video had gone viral.

The video has been viewed hundreds of thousands of times, received over 100,000 likes, 30,000 comments, and tens of thousands of favorites and shares.

"So much?" Gao Wen walked to the side, poured herself a glass of warm water, and sipped it slowly, not paying much attention to it. She simply said, "It seems that everyone likes to watch this kind of thing. You can film more of this kind of subject matter in the future."

Since this method works, and there are so many teachers in the library, we can all take videos and upload them.

In recent years, Gao Wen has focused on improving herself and has not had much contact with online social platforms.

She doesn't think she's become famous.

In today's information explosion, online traffic is fleeting. Not to mention her, even celebrities can't maintain their online presence. In a couple of days, everyone will forget about it.

Zhang Ni and Lin Siyue were overjoyed. When Xu Mei heard the news, she ordered milk tea, cakes, and fruit for everyone in the store. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were going to have a celebration banquet.

Xu Mei also promised that if the performance improved, Zhang Ni and Lin Siyue would receive a commission.

The two of them felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Lin Siyue always hummed a song on her way home.

Jiang Shuyan has been visiting the Lin family quite frequently these past few days. Today, she brought a box of hairy crabs and was chatting and laughing with Lin's mother when Lin Heng sat to the side, replying to messages from clients.

"Xiaoyue, what's making you so happy?" Jiang Shuyan asked with a smile when she saw Lin Siyue beaming.

"Sister Zhang Ni and I made a video, and after we uploaded it online, it went viral!" Lin Siyue said excitedly. "It got over a million views and 130,000 likes. Our video account gained 50,000 to 60,000 followers, and the curator even said he would give us a bonus."

"Really?" Lin's mother smiled broadly.

Lin Siyue previously refused to do an internship or go to work, and just stayed at home listlessly, which worried her a lot. Now that she's going to work and exercising, she's showing improvement, which is really a great thing.

"What video did you film? Why is it so popular?" Jiang Shuyan paused, her smile fading slightly.

Over the years, Jiang Shuyan has never held a job. Before transmigrating into the book, she was mediocre and lived a life at the bottom of society. After transmigrating, she didn't know what to do and was unwilling to work for a few thousand yuan. Fortunately, she was good-looking, so she started working in social media, hoping to become a big internet celebrity.

The Jiang family owns a courtyard house in the Second Ring Road area. Jiang Shuyan usually lives in a large apartment. She usually posts skincare and makeup videos, and "inadvertently" posts videos of her apartment and courtyard house. Showing off her wealth is also a trend, and her videos have a decent number of views. She is known as the "Beijing social circle heiress" by her fans.

Jiang Shuyan has been working in the self-media industry for many years, investing a lot of money and barely managing to get 200,000 followers. She can still consider it a career, but her income is negligible compared to her expenses.

Some brands have approached her to do live-streaming sales, but they are all small brands. Jiang Shuyan feels that she is the leading lady and cannot lower her status; she is destined to become very popular.

Lin Siyue was taught how to enter the world of self-media by Jiang Shuyan. How did Jiang Shuyan's video suddenly go viral?

“We’re filming Teacher Wenwen, she’s amazing! Her Vipassana dance was so good, everyone online is raving about her,” Lin Siyue pulled out her phone, her voice rising, “The likes are still going up! Another 10,000!”

Lin Heng only looked up when he heard Gao Wen's name.

Lin Siyue continued to praise Gao Wen, wishing she could shower her with all her compliments.

"She's the same age as you, and she's only been in the industry for a short time," Lin Heng interjected.

“Yes, you’re only doing your internship this year, you haven’t even graduated from university yet,” Jiang Shuyan continued, emphasizing, “Did she not go to university?”

Education is very important. Jiang Shuyan was very fortunate that when she transmigrated, the female lead had already graduated from university. Although it was not as prestigious as Lin Heng's A University, it was still a top-tier university.

Lin Siyue retorted, "No way! Wenwen is from A University, and she's still interning; she hasn't graduated yet. She started practicing yoga in her freshman year, practicing for several hours every day without fail. She's so beautiful and so disciplined. Not only does she study yoga, but she also studies nutrition and rehabilitation, and she even reads clinical medicine books. I really admire her; she's my goddess!"

Hearing Lin Siyue's praise, Lin Heng's impression of Gao Wen deepened. She was indeed diligent and ambitious. When she first arrived at the office, she would work overtime to take notes and ask questions whenever she didn't understand something. It turned out that she was so serious about everything she did.

Lin Siyue's praise continued, and Jiang Shuyan could no longer maintain her composure.

In the past, Lin Siyue said that she was her goddess, that she admired her, clung to her, and wanted her to be her sister-in-law, but she had never praised her like that before.

Everything had spiraled out of Jiang Shuyan's control. She forced a smile again and curiously leaned closer: "Xiaoyue, let me see the video you took."

When Jiang Shuyan saw the video, the lighting was dim, so she could only make out the outline of the person's body; the face was very blurry.

When she looked again, the face was so beautiful and distinctive that Jiang Shuyan immediately remembered the person.

*

at night.

Gao Wen returned to her rented apartment.

Today's video was indeed very popular. After class in the evening, the members all pulled her aside to discuss it. They all wanted to make videos like that and wanted to become famous for looking beautiful.

Xu Mei said that she would schedule one or two sessions for them to try over the next two days.

They all knew it was difficult, and the members knew it too, but like Zhang Ni and Lin Siyue, they wouldn't give up until they tried. It was also a form of encouragement.

Because of this delay, Gao Wen returned late.

As usual, she would take a shower and do her skincare routine first. Before going to bed, she would review her thesis materials to prepare for her thesis defense and the first draft.

Because I'm too busy with work, I can only process a little bit before bed each day, so the pressure isn't too great.

Half an hour later, Gao Wen yawned, still sleepy. She put the documents away, lifted the covers, got into bed, and closed her eyes, ready to drift off to sleep.

With a soft "thump," Gao Wen opened her eyes in confusion; the room had already plunged into darkness.

In an instant, Gao Wen's heart pounded and her neck stiffened. She hurriedly reached for her phone to turn on the light, but in her haste, she flailed her hand and dropped the phone on the ground.

Surrounded by darkness, Gao Wen could see nothing. All her strength suddenly vanished, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and an indescribable fear swept over her again and again.

Memories of her previous life came flooding back like a tidal wave.

In a dirty, cramped, and squalid rented room, she curled up on the bed with lifeless eyes, suffering from depression and anxiety, constantly struggling on the edge of life and death.

For a long time, she endured mental torment and physical abuse, dying alone, tragically, and pitifully, until her body slowly began to stink and was even eaten by rats.

Every pore of Gao Wen felt a bone-chilling cold. She tried her best to suppress the soreness in her eyes and the lump in her throat, and used all her strength to turn over and pick up her phone.

It's okay, it's okay, it's all over now.

Just turn on the light.

Gao Wen's hand groped in the dark. With a "bang," the water glass on the bedside table was knocked over. The ceramic glass, full of water, smashed hard on the ground and shattered instantly.

At this moment, Gao Wen, whose hearing had become exceptionally sensitive, was terrified. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if she were being gripped by nameless fear and being pulled deeper into the abyss.

"Gao Wen?"

Fang Han's voice came from outside the door.

That gentle voice was like a ray of light, allowing someone trapped in a room, about to drown, to grasp onto a piece of driftwood. Gao Wen desperately tried to hold on, but when she opened her mouth, she found she couldn't make a sound.

"Are you alright?" Fang Han asked again.

"Bang—" Gao Wen knocked the desk lamp off the table.

"Gao Wen?" Fang Han frowned and walked into the room when he heard the voice. He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, then made a video call to her on his phone.

The phone that had fallen in the corner lit up. The dim light made Gao Wen feel like she could breathe again. She dragged her weak body, struggled to get out of bed, and stumbled toward the door, holding onto the wall.

Every step was taken with all my might.

Fang Han didn't hear any movement from inside the room, and his phone went unanswered.

He glanced at the time. She should be asleep by now. Had he misheard? The sound wasn't coming from her room.

Just as Fang Han was hesitating whether to go back to his room, a slight sound came from inside.

The door slowly opened.

The moment Gao Wen saw the light, everything went black, and her legs gave way, causing her to stumble forward.

Fang Han quickly reached out to support her. Looking at her pale face and the panicked expression on her face, his heart tightened. He subconsciously looked into the room and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Gao Wen didn't speak, her eyes filled with helplessness. She gripped Fang Han's hand very tightly, so tightly that he felt a little pain.

She was like a frightened bird, her hands were very cold, and she was fragile and confused.

"Let me help you to the sofa to sit down." Fang Han helped her up, but Gao Wen was too weak and fell into his arms.

Fang Han wrapped his strong arm around her and led her toward the sofa.

When Gao Wen sat on the sofa, she subconsciously shrank into the corner, like a wounded and pitiful cat, warily looking at everything around her, anxiously curling her hands, her eyes a little watery.

In Fang Han's memory, Gao Wen shone brightly, always smiling, confident and flamboyant, with an upward tenacity. He had never seen this side of her, and his face showed worry and heartache.

"It's alright, have some milk." Fang Han went to the kitchen, heated up a cup of milk, and brought it out to her.

Gao Wen looked at Fang Han with a slightly evasive and sad expression.

She believed that, given a second chance at life, the past wouldn't count, and she could live the life she wanted.

However, the impact of those experiences on her is truly real.

She was afraid of the dark, and this caused her physical reaction, which terrified her.

Gao Wen still felt guilty towards Fang Han.

She never intended to hurt him, really.

"I just bought some fresh milk today, it's delicious." Fang Han leaned down and placed the milk in her hand, his clear, bright eyes looking at her, his voice gentle and soothing, "No matter what happens, it will pass, and it will always be resolved. It's okay."

Gao Wen was a little slow to react. She looked at the milk in her hand, slowly raised it, and took a small sip.

The warm, rich milk soothed her fear and anxiety as it went down her throat.

"I'll go back to my room first, I'll be right back," Fang Han said, walking quickly towards his room.

As soon as Fang Han left, Gao Wen tightened her grip on the milk. Before fear could even rise, he appeared, carrying a medicine box.

He sat on the sofa, looking at Gao Wen's feet, his brows furrowing even more: "Your feet are injured."

Gao Wen looked down and saw a trace of blood on the ground. She shook her head gently.

It doesn't hurt, it's okay.

"Let me apply some medicine for you first, and you'll feel much better tomorrow. You still have to go to work or school, and pulling on the wound might cause problems, is that alright?" Fang Han asked for her opinion.

Gao Wen didn't reply immediately. Seeing Fang Han's worried and anxious expression, she nodded gently.

Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief, brought over the chair, and let her put it on.

Gao Wen had a cut a few centimeters long on the sole of her foot. It wasn't deep, but her skin was so fair and delicate that it looked rather shocking. Fang Han took a deep breath, took a cotton swab, dipped it in disinfectant, looked up at her, and said softly, "I'll be gentle. It might hurt a little."

Fang Han moved very gently, and Gao Wen didn't utter a sound.

He changed the cotton swab and said to her again, "If it hurts, just tell me."

"Mmm." Gao Wen was actually very good at enduring pain, and when Fang Han said that, her legs twitched slightly backward.

"I'll be gentler." Fang Han subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Gao Wen looked at him, who was looking down, her eyes filled with thoughts. She found her voice and said softly, "The light in my room is broken."

"I'll fix it for you in a bit. It's probably a broken light bulb," Fang Han replied. "It'll be fine after I change the light bulb, it'll be quick."

Gao Wen: "I spilled the water glass."

"It must have been a shard that cut you. Be more careful next time." Fang Han cleaned the blood around Gao Wen's foot, applied a band-aid, put away his first-aid kit, and looked at her again. "I'll go check on her. Are you alright by yourself?"

Gao Wen nodded.

"Okay, call me if you need anything." Fang Han got up and walked towards Gao Wen's room. He looked at the light bulb, then pulled her phone, which had fallen to the ground, out of the room.

He handed the phone to Gao Wen, saying, "It's probably just a broken light bulb. Just buy a new one and it'll be fine."

Fang Han placed the order online and sat on the sofa to keep Gao Wen company.

She sat on the sofa, holding the milk, very docile and obedient, without saying a word, lost in thought.

During this time, Fang Han got up and went to the kitchen. He took a mango from the refrigerator, soaked it in warm water, cut it up, and brought it out, placing a fork in her hand: "The mango is very sweet today. I heard that sweet things can make people feel better. Do you want to try it?"

She likes mangoes, so he buys them whenever he goes to the supermarket.

He will only eat if she doesn't eat.

Gao Wen took a fork, looked at the mango, poked a piece, and put it in her mouth.

The refreshing sweetness of the mango instantly blossomed on her taste buds, and her thoughts were also stimulated and brought back to their senses.

"Isn't it sweet?" Fang Han looked at her and asked with a smile, as if he were coaxing a wronged child, and he deliberately softened his tone.

"Mmm." Gao Wen nodded and ate another piece.

Eat more.

After Fang Han finished speaking, Gao Wen handed him the fork and presented him with the mango. Her clear, watery eyes gazed at him with exceptional liveliness.