Chapter 52: Sense of Relaxation

"Da-da-da—"

The sound of mechanical keyboard presses rang out continuously, and lines of text appeared on the screen.

[Typing speed: 135 characters/minute]

Tang Song let out a long sigh, his eyes revealing excited surprise.

He had practiced his typing speed specifically, but his previous highest record for full pinyin was 106 characters/minute.

The higher you go, the harder it is to improve. Many times, his brain would issue a command, but his hand speed couldn't keep up, and if he went any faster, he would make mistakes.

The changes brought by the [Hand Cream of the Male God] were even greater than he had imagined.

His flexibility, coordination, and accuracy had reached an extremely high level, no worse than those professional surgeons.

With such an excellent pair of hands, even if he went to learn musical instruments, painting, pen-spinning, or cat's cradle, he could get twice the result with half the effort!

After admiring himself for a while, Tang Song trimmed his nails seriously, and only then did he start his fitness, fat reduction, and posture correction with satisfaction.

He packed his things and put on his empty backpack.

He grabbed the blade-shaped BMW car keys and ran downstairs.

In the parking space, the pitch-black BMW 330i was particularly eye-catching.

The clean and clear car windows reflected the snow-white clouds and the azure sky, complementing the car logo.

He gripped the warm door handle, the car lights flashed, and the vehicle unlocked.

He sat into the car, and the engine was ignited with a "rumble."

His fair and slender hands gripped the black steering wheel, paired with the dark-toned interior space.

Looking from his perspective, the strong contrast and foil brought a very strong impact.

Tang Song couldn't help but sigh again, too handsome!

If the skin on his face was as good as his hands, he would really be a proper big handsome guy.

Immediately after, Tang Song's heart stirred.

If this were filmed into a video, the viewing experience and dissemination effect should be much better than the transformation ones!

He took out his phone, opened the camera function, and recorded a short video of more than ten seconds.

He previewed it repeatedly, adjusted the angle and exposure, and shot it again.

This time the contrast was stronger and the viewing experience was better, but it was still missing something.

"Got it!" Tang Song snapped his fingers crisply.

He opened his phone, searched for music, and finally chose a popular song from QQ Speed, "Right Now."

He connected to the car's system via Bluetooth and clicked play.

He adjusted the angle and started recording.

The 16 high-quality Harman Kardon speakers erupted with dynamic music.

Tang Song held the three-spoke steering wheel with his left hand, his fingers dancing lightly along with the beat of the music.

He stopped recording and paused the music.

He played the video.

Sunlight spilled down through the clouds, covering half of his hand, making it look even fairer and more moist.

The high-tech LCD instrument panel, head-up display, distinct-knuckled manga hands, exquisite interior, black steering wheel, BMW logo, and rhythm-filled music.

"Perfect!" Tang Song whispered.

At present, his figure could only be described as well-proportioned, and his hair quality and skin weren't great either. The only thing he could show off was these hands.

Paired with the interior of the brand-new BMW 330i M Sport, the viewing value was excellent, definitely a fan-attracting tool.

He opened the Xiaohongshu app and was just about to upload the video when Tang Song stopped.

On this platform, by relying on "listening to advice and transforming," he had already accumulated 1,074 followers and was a standard "cultivation-style" blogger.

His original intention was also to increase his appearance and charm under the supervision of netizens.

If he suddenly switched to videos with attributes of showing off wealth and being cool, it would violate his original intention.

Moreover, Xiaohongshu and Douyin were two completely different platforms.

Xiaohongshu valued content stickiness and word-of-mouth dissemination more, and it was extremely difficult to gain followers.

Douyin, on the other hand, better met the needs of modern people's fast-paced life, and such videos were also easier to attract users' attention.

So his video response on Douyin was very average, and so far he only had 110 followers.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Song finally made up his mind.

He would simply operate the two platforms separately.

Xiaohongshu would focus on self-improvement and communicating with netizens, while Douyin would be responsible for displaying results and gaining followers.

Subsequently, Tang Song uploaded the 20-second short video to Douyin.

Introduction: The joy of holding the steering wheel and listening to music.

Topics: #OneHandOnSteeringWheel, #BMW330i, #MangaHands, #BoysDream, #FirstPersonPerspective

Then, he deleted the 3 transformation videos he had previously released.

After doing all this, Tang Song stepped on the brake, shifted into D gear, and drove toward the exit.

He didn't know if it was psychological, but he always felt that many passersby were casting glances at him.

He stepped into the 20th floor of Linjin Tower again.

The familiar hallway, the familiar company door, the familiar floor, the familiar time clock, the familiar front desk background...

Tang Song felt a completely different mindset, like a third-party perspective, no longer a member of the company.

"Good morning, Yuying." Tang Song clocked in and greeted the front desk lady with a smile.

Du Yuying was stunned and hurriedly replied: "Morning."

This was the first time Tang Song had taken the initiative to greet her, and his expression was exceptionally bright, which caught her off guard.

Watching his departing back, Du Yuying blinked. Why hadn't she noticed before that this male colleague from the Technical Department was actually quite handsome?

A height of over 1.8 meters, a well-proportioned figure, upright features, a tall and straight posture, a knitted cardigan paired with a white T-shirt.

Even compared to Du Shaokai, he wasn't much worse.

The key was that there was also a sense of relaxation about him, a proper "atmosphere-style" little handsome guy.

Du Yuying took out her phone, pondering whether to take the initiative to add his WeChat.

After hesitating for a moment, she gave up. Later, when he had packages, she could help deliver them. After a few back-and-forths, he would definitely take the initiative to add her.

As a little beauty, the reserve she should have was still necessary!

"Good morning, Brother Zhang."

"Morning, Old Zhao!"

"Morning."

Along the way, Tang Song took the initiative to greet every colleague he encountered.

Many people would subconsciously turn their heads to take a look, always feeling that Little Tang from the Technical Department was a bit different.

"Brother Song, catch." Colleague Zhao Yue threw over a bag of crab roe broad beans and said with concern: "I know you must have eaten a fat-reduction meal again this morning, satisfy your cravings."

Tang Song gripped the broad beans in his hand, opened the package, and pinched one to taste. It was "crunchy" and carried a rich fragrance.

He smiled at Zhao Yue: "Very nice."

Looking at Tang Song's warm smile and fair, slender hands, Zhao Yue's eyes blurred for a moment, and her heart actually started to beat faster.

So, Brother Song wasn't bad after losing weight!

His outfit, hairstyle, and temperament had all undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

A high nose bridge, thin lips with clear contours, big eyes, standard eyebrows.

Especially those hands, so beautiful!

Her face flushed red, and she picked up a jelly orange from her seat and placed it gently on Tang Song's desk.

Secretly observing his hands: "Brother Song, these jelly oranges are delicious, you try one."

"Thank you, thanks, beauty." Tang Song took a black and thick beef sausage out of his drawer and handed it over: "Try this, 27% protein content, low calorie, low salt, low sugar, high protein, and the taste is also good."

"Alright, thanks for the treat, Brother Song!" Zhao Yue made a heart gesture at him and hurried back to her workstation.

Tang Song retracted his gaze and shook his head with a smile.

Strictly speaking, there was no conflict between the two, and their relationship had always been good before.

Although Zhao Yue's "fish-farming" behavior was a bit annoying, it wasn't too excessive. At least she hadn't asked him for gifts or red envelopes, at most just asking him to help fix a bug.

Now that he was about to resign, he naturally wouldn't haggle with a little girl anymore. ===== CHAPTER 54 =====