Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 687 - 326 High School Classmate, Xue Holy Body Great Achievement_2

Chapter 687 -326 High School Classmate, Xue Holy Body Great Achievement_2

Qian Lele started off having idle thoughts and chatting with him, but as the exercise continued, her scorching breaths, rapid heartbeat, and the sweat pouring down gradually engulfed her whole being.

After persisting for twenty minutes, she could only apologize to Tang Song, reluctantly slowing down and sitting on the steps.

Her stamina was actually quite good, but it was still not enough; she felt like she was dragging him down.

The morning sunlight gradually spread, cloaking the playground in a layer of golden brilliance.

Looking at Tang Song’s back rushing by time and again, her heart seemed to be infused with boundless energy.

…

Back at the apartment.

After letting Qian Lele shower first, Tang Song walked into the bedroom and sat on the office chair.

He opened the system interface and selected [Attractive Man’s Hair Conditioner], using it immediately.

Tang Song shivered abruptly, his scalp instantly felt cool and refreshing.

A wave of comfort spread from head to toe, like enjoying a top-tier scalp massage service.

Leaning back in the chair, he waited roughly half an hour as the cool sensation gradually faded.

Tang Song quickly walked to the mirror to check himself, and carefully felt his hair.

His hair had become darker and shinier, with improvements in elasticity and strength.

But it hadn’t reached perfection in one step; it seemed it would take effect slowly.

After all, hair has a significant impact on a person’s image; if a dramatic change happened suddenly, Qian Lele would likely notice something unusual.

“Knock knock knock—” Someone was knocking on the door.

“Brother Song, I’ve made toast and oat milk, let’s eat together!”

“Alright, coming.”

After touching his hair again, Tang Song walked out of the room cheerfully and stepped into the dining hall.

Just as he sat down, he noticed something unusual and looked surprised across at Qian Lele.

Despite all the time they’d spent together, it was the first time he’d seen her wear makeup.

Of course, the makeup only consisted of some lipstick.

Additionally, there was a beautiful necklace around her neck.

However, according to “Special Vision,” it was a cheap alloy necklace with a tendency to discolor.

Noticing Tang Song’s gaze, Qian Lele lowered her head somewhat unnaturally, silently nibbling on her sweet toast.

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She didn’t know why, but after showering, she couldn’t resist taking out the Chanel lipstick she had always been reluctant to use, awkwardly applying it.

She had only ever used lip balm before; it was the first time she seriously applied lipstick, feeling very inexperienced.

After applying the lipstick, she couldn’t resist taking out a necklace she had bought earlier.

Thinking of this, she timidly raised her head and glanced at Tang Song, who was seriously eating, her heartbeat slightly quickening.

Love for beauty is universal, she was no exception.

Probably because she wanted to look better in his eyes.

…

11:30 AM.

Tang Song set down the book in his hands and rested with his eyes closed for a while.

He simply washed his face, grabbed his campus card, and headed downstairs, walking towards the school’s cafeteria.

These past few days, the dungeon had refreshed several times, enhancing locations and giving birth to NPCs.

For example, the enhanced location “Library” could speed up reading and improve studying efficiency.

For example, NPC “Cafeteria Aunt Zhang,” after ten minutes of conversation with her, he gained a buff that quickly regained physical strength and energy.

Especially Cafeteria Aunt Zhang, who was a rather interesting person; the boxed meals at her window were quite good.

After eating buns and Spicy Strips, Tang Song always had lunch there.

Since it was summer vacation, even at noon, the cafeteria was sparsely populated.

Only a few windows on the second floor were still operating.

After chatting with Aunt Zhang for a bit, Tang Song got two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, with a complimentary bowl of corn porridge.

He sat in a corner of the cafeteria, quietly eating his meal.

As time approached noon.

The people around him gradually increased, in groups of three or five, chatting and joking, many of them preparing for the postgraduate entrance exams later this year.

Listening to their discussions, Tang Song’s eyes were filled with nostalgia.

The Academic Prodigy Dungeon indeed brought back many campus memories.

Once, he treated postgraduate exams at Yan City University of Science and Technology as his only goal.

He imagined that one day, he could appear beside his first love as an Imperial University graduate student.

If no accident had happened in his family, he most likely would have succeeded, as he had been preparing since freshman year.

Throughout his university years, he devoted himself entirely, more diligently and intensely than his current “Academic Prodigy” state.

As he was lost in thought, a person suddenly sat down at the seat opposite him.

Staring at him for a moment, the person exclaimed in surprise, “Tang Song! It’s really you! I thought you looked familiar and didn’t dare recognize you. I can’t believe it’s really you! My god! After so many years, we meet here! What a coincidence!”

“Han Xiaoyang?” Tang Song looked up, surprised to see the guy across from him.

Although they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, his distinctive voice, coupled with his appearance, quickly brought back memories.

Han Xiaoyang was his high school classmate; although they weren’t in the same class, they were in the same dormitory.

They had a pretty good relationship.

But like most classmates, contact dwindled as they moved on to university.

Especially since they weren’t in the same class, it had been 5 or 6 years since they last met.

He looked more mature now compared to before, still lean, but with much less hair.

Wearing glasses, he appeared scholarly and refined.

“It’s me!” Han Xiaoyang responded, moving to sit across from Tang Song, marveling as he looked him over.