[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-94":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1652236,2118,"Chapter 94 - 94 93 The Beautician Friend Gets Off Work","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-94",94,"\u003Cp>Chapter 94: Chapter 93 The Beautician Friend Gets Off Work Chapter 94: Chapter 93 The Beautician Friend Gets Off Work At 7 p.m., Tang Song returned to Fresh Home Community.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief rest, he rinsed off and tidied up his bedroom nicely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He changed into an outfit that exuded a youthful vibe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white shirt + black casual pants + white sneakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He secured and positioned the sports camera, then sat down on the chair with his guitar in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted the camera angle to ensure that it framed his body and the guitar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed the door and turned on the camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually played a soft folk tune to check the filming effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The music, hands, guitar, attire…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The video looked quite atmospheric overall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tang Song felt that something was still missing; if it stayed as is, it seemed not much different from his previous videos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was nothing more than swapping a BMW for a guitar, still lacking a compelling selling point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After pondering for a while, Tang Song simply opened TikTok and started searching for similar videos for inspiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a video with over a million likes caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overall concept was similar to his own idea, but the other person used fingerstyle guitar playing, and the environment was decorated with more care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fingerstyle is a genre of guitar solo that integrates various playing techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It involves using an acoustic guitar to play polyphonic pieces through tuning, fretting, striking, and percussive techniques, enabling the guitar’s expressiveness to go beyond a single melodic line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, when Tang Song accompanied Jing, he also used fingerstyle techniques, such as the “tap tap” sound from hitting the resonant box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This enriched the timbre of the performance, adding layers and strong expressiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having settled on the idea, Tang Song excitedly stood up and began to rearrange the setting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed the desk lamp on the shelf, adjusting its angle and color temperature, and turned off the ceiling light in the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat down with his guitar in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft light cast on him from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned on the camera, tweaked the filming settings, and began recording.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song relaxed, cradling the guitar, and started playing “Preference”.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the advanced skills from his dream, he had an effortless control over rhythm and notes, and even improvised some effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a minute of fingerstyle playing ended, Tang Song put down the guitar, and picked up the camera to preview the effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings were pitch black, with a beam of cold white light illuminating the guitar and his white shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fair, slender hands glistened as they moved across the dark guitar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers deftly plucked the strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slides, vibrato, chord transitions — his superb skills and full sense of rhythm lent the notes a rich emotional tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song clenched his fist excitedly; he had a strong feeling that this video was going to be a hit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exported the video and edited a 40-second climax on the computer, adding a filter to enhance the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He posted it to TikTok.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching it several times over,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>both the visuals and sound were excellent, and Tang Song couldn’t help but give it a like first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awesome!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of his quickly rising follower count and cash returns multiplied a hundredfold, Tang Song picked up his guitar and began excitedly singing and playing around the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“BGM: It’s just\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How do I say I love you\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart feels so uncomfortable\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I could have you\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vocal condition wasn’t bad and, combined with excellent guitar accompaniment, his singing was pretty good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he was tired from playing, he put the guitar in its bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out the book “Marketing Management” from the bookshelf and flipped open to where he left off last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden ginkgo leaf was tucked inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 30% increase in memory was much stronger than he had imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His absorption efficiency for knowledge had greatly improved, now almost comparable to his high school days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding-dong—” A WeChat notification sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Zhao Yaqian: “The last day of vacation is about to end, the most tiring time has finally passed!”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Zhao Yaqian: Selfie.jpg]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened the photo to take a look—it was one she’d taken while sitting on a small stool in her uniform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resting her chin on her knees, her hair pinned up at the back of her head and covered with a hairnet, she looked pitifully charming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautician friend had been posting selfies quite frequently lately, but the provocativeness had been toned down a lot, nowhere near as explosive as the first day’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this matter, Tang Song had always wanted to offer some criticism, but never found it appropriate to speak up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>21:20.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian typically finished work around 22:00, then took the bus home from the Xingdong Intersection Station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was about a 20-minute ride from Fresh Home to Isa Beauty Salon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of Zhao Yaqian’s message from yesterday and the recent photos she had sent, Tang Song smiled, grabbed his keys, and quickly descended the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps he should tell his beautician friend in person about the proper way to take photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now that he was in the clothing business, he could gift her some black stockings, white stockings, short skirts, and such to enhance the aesthetic of her photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the night, the headlights of the black BMW 330 lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black tires and the concrete road fiercely rubbed together as the car smoothly turned and accelerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driving toward the future beneath the starry sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why hasn’t she replied yet? She shouldn’t be asleep at this time,” Zhao Yaqian muttered to herself, slightly upset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qianqian!” A woman’s voice suddenly called out from outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian quickly got up, walked out of the beauty room, and called back loudly, “Sister Wei, I’m here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ziyuan waved at her, “Come here, this beauty room just had a leak, and the repairman just fixed it. The floor and the walls are a bit dirty, you need to clean them thoroughly, and make sure to wipe off the mud spots on the equipment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian paused, then hurried over to take a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said with some difficulty, “Sister Wei, it’s a big job, and I’m about to finish my shift. How about I do it tomorrow? Or wait for the cleaning lady to take care of it when she’s on duty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wei’s eyebrows furrowed and her voice became stern, “Then work late. Is your time so precious? Can’t you make a little sacrifice for the company?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, she turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, barely holding back from cursing out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was just a temporary worker still in her probation period, and Sister Wei, as a senior beautician, indeed had the authority to order her to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rolling up her sleeves, Zhao Yaqian headed to the restroom for cleaning supplies and began tidying up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she worked, she silently cursed Sister Wei, which surprisingly soothed her mood quite a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cleaning the mud, scrubbing off the rust, wiping the walls, and the facilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buzz-buzz-buzz—” Her phone vibrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took it out to check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tang Song: “It’s almost 10 pm, have you finished work?”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian replied feeling wronged, “Not yet. My boss suddenly assigned me cleaning duties, so I’m working overtime. I’m so miserable!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending the message, she also told He Liting and then continued with her task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colleagues on the late shift began leaving one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian didn’t know many people and no one offered to help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Busy until almost 10:30, she finally finished cleaning the dirt in the beauty room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took off her uniform in the changing room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping the sweat from her forehead and neck with a towel, she started to get dressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yaqian, you haven’t left yet?” an acquaintance walked into the dressing room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian put on her sneakers and said, “Yeah, got held up by some work. Sister Weiwei, why are you also so late?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No choice, a customer came in just after 9 and stayed till now,” Li Weiwei replied while changing, “Wait for me, okay? Let’s go together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure.” Zhao Yaqian nodded and sat quietly on the stool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her phone and messaged her cousin on WeChat, “About to get off work.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1405,"2026-06-06T12:09:12.556Z",1,"novelbin.me","21cc6b379fe71e1eba7c23336679418df18992291df21ac017551bb14487a8ef","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-95","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-93",1887,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcharm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]