Chapter 13: The Family That Died Laughing!

6 p.m.

The eggs were fried and cut into large pieces, the oil was heated with spring onion and ginger until fragrant, then white mushrooms were stir-fried until they released their juices. Next, boiling water, fried egg, and greens were added, the lid was put on, and everything was stewed for 5 minutes. Ready to serve!

Soon, a dish of mushroom and fried egg soup was brought to the table.

With a sip, the delicious broth was truly comforting.

After dinner, Tang Song comfortably leaned on the couch and opened the Little Red Book app.

His follower count had reached 102.

He checked the post he had made yesterday,

Thanks to a catchy title, the views had already surpassed 3,000, with 210 likes and 78 comments.

For a new account, this was certainly explosive.

He looked through the comments section.

Most of them were suggestions for him.

[momo: "Looking at the upper half of your face, your skin is pretty bad. I suggest you start wearing makeup."]

[Zhuyuan: "Pay attention to your outfit, leave some loose bangs, it'll look much better."]

[Skinny sve: "Try the workwear style, I think it suits you well."]

…

There were also many onlookers asking about his meeting with the goddess today, and some even sent private messages asking for updates.

Yaoling's comment had been pushed to the very top, with quite a few likes and replies.

Thinking of the achievement and item rewards he received for surpassing 100 followers, Tang Song decided to manage his account properly.

Right now, he only had 100 followers, but what if he reached 1,000 followers, or 10,000 followers? Would there be even bigger rewards waiting for him?

Moreover, as his popularity increased, he could attract more people to help him with his makeover.

It was a win-win situation, jackpot!

Thinking about it spurred him to action. Tang Song first took a bath, then dressed in the outfit suggested by Yaoling, put on a mask, and took a full-body photo of himself.

The outfit wasn't a problem; it fit his current physique perfectly.

But his hair, lacking clay and hairspray support, instantly collapsed into a mess, uniquely hideous.

Now, just seeing the words "slightly parted mess" gave Tang Song a headache.

He had to do something to save it!

He created a new post and uploaded the photos.

In addition to the before-and-after photos of his transformation, he also included a screenshot of Yaoling's comment.

Title: Day 7 of Heeding Advice, Outfit Changed, "Slightly Parted Mess" Cut

Body: Thanks for everyone's suggestions, I've already dined with the goddess, but it seems my hairstyle was a total flop (#sobbing). How do you think I can save it?

Hashtags: #AmateurMakeover, #TakingAdvice, #Transformation, #Counterattack, #Flop

Click to post.

Tang Song put down his phone and sat down at the computer to look for classic works that suited him.

Reading was genuinely meaningful - it could influence one's attitude, thinking, and values, and it was crucial for self-improvement.

So, he wasn't planning to treat it just as a task to complete, but rather wanted to find books that he truly enjoyed and to cultivate reading as a long-term hobby.

...

At the Star Garden Community, Building No. 8.

"Hahaha~"

"Hahaha~ *hiccup*—"

Yao Lingling, holding her phone, was rolling on the couch in hysterics, her face turning into an expression meme.

Watching "Public Administration," Zhang Jiahong tapped on the table, "Lingling, can you not be so dramatic? If I don't pass the public service exam, will you take care of me?"

"I can't, I just can't, laughing so hard, fam!"

Li Shumin, who loved to join in, scurried over, "What's up, Lingling? What's so funny? Xisuo!"

*Cough cough*—Yao Lingling tried to control her expression, "You know the Take Advice challenge that's been trending recently? I'm following this blogger on the Little Red Book. I gave him some advice on his outfit and hairstyle yesterday, and he really went through with it, even went on a date with the goddess!"

"That's it?" Li Shumin pouted and tapped on her head, "Waste of a reaction!"

Yao Lingling passed her phone over, her eyes dancing with excitement. "Check out the transformation result!"

Li Shumin took the phone, glanced at it, and snorted with laughter. "This... this cool bowl haircut has got something."

Even Zhang Jiahong, who had been engrossed in reading, couldn't resist and trotted over to have a look.

After a good while,

Li Shumin patted her bottom, smilingly teasing, "Lingling, you've really outdone yourself! The micro-textured bowl cut is all about luck, even if it's the same Tony, just because it worked this time doesn't mean it will work again."

Zhang Jiahong said with mischief, "If he gets rejected by his goddess because of this, you're responsible!"

Yao Lingling stuck out her tongue. "I meant well, you know. I always heard this hairstyle was handsome, so I recommended it.

But indeed, it was my fault, I didn't consider his hair type.

It looks like I, Yao Lingling, must intervene to turn his fate around!

Shumin! Doesn't your family own a hair salon? Go into the forum and give him some hairstyle tips!

Jiahong! You've taken poise classes, right? Offer some helpful advice.

This little brother is very receptive and has a strong execution ability. Let's treat it like playing a cultivation game."

Li Shumin's mouth twitched, "Wow, you've got him all fired up."

"I'm busy, I have to prepare for the civil service exam!"

Yao Lingling brandished her ultimate weapon. "I'll treat you to Lushui rice noodles tomorrow! With extra fried eggs and roasted sausage!"

"Deal!"

"It's a promise!"

...

At 9 p.m.,

Tang Song stretched, twisting his neck.

He had carefully selected the first five books he would read.

"The Crowd," "To Live," "Cognitive Nature," "Moon and Sixpence," "Influence."

The word count was generally between 100,000 and 200,000 words, which he could finish in one or two days if he read quickly.

Moreover, they were all topics that interested him.

He stood up to stretch, turned on Little Red Book, and immediately received a bunch of notifications for new follows, likes, and comments.

He opened up the notes he had posted earlier.

Just two hours after posting, there were already 220 likes and 101 comments.

"Did I just go viral!?" Tang Song was incredulous as he looked at his own data.

After browsing the comment section, Tang Song quickly realized why there was such high traffic.

[Mo: "Micro-textured bowl cut? Classic!"]

[The Cute Seller: "Tony: I admit there's a gamble to my work, but unfortunately, you're the one who lost."]

[momo: "I love seeing these makeover fails, hahaha!"]

…

The main picture of his post-transformation bowl haircut had attracted a lot of internet users looking for a laugh.

Many joke-filled comments received even more likes than his post.

Of course, there were also some genuinely helpful comments.

[Yaoling: "Okay, my bad! Regarding your hairstyle, I got a professional @Minmin for you. To salvage your situation with your goddess, I've decided to supervise your makeover starting now! Here's my advice, first, boys need skincare too, a clean face can really attract girls' affection, and your skin isn't looking good. My suggestion is..."]

[Minmin: "This fragmented look really doesn't suit you. Listen to me, go for an American crop instead. Just make a slight alteration from what you have now, it's refreshing and easy to handle, with a gradient on the sides, and after a natural blow dry, a bit of hair clay with a casual toss would do. American_crop.jpg"]

Tang Song clicked on the image to take a look, this haircut indeed seemed much fresher and more suitable for him, who was in the middle of losing weight.

After replying to netizens in the comments section for a while, Tang Song checked the time, 21:40.

He put down his phone, washed up, turned off the lights, lay down, and zoned out.

Through a search engine, he finally saw the real-life Secretary Jin.

She didn't disappoint him, in fact, she exceeded his expectations and was very consistent with her video game character.

The golden ratio figure, big chest, slim waist, perky butt, long legs...

With her image in mind, Tang Song's breathing slowly became steady and even, and he fell asleep without realizing it.