If The Real World Is Suddenly Gamified

Three hundred and twenty-eight, only 998, only 998!

Yes, that's right.

This amplifier...it has bugs.

And this is not a small problem.

This is a big problem, and Chen Yilang felt that he could start to panic.

Time went back to the time when Li Meng was persuaded to leave.

Coach Li, who was almost broken by Brother Lang on the spot, left with his tail between his legs.

Chen Yilang continued to pick up the [Power Amplifier] and started playing on his own.

In fact, of course Chen Yilang himself realized that his posture was incorrect, but what does it matter?

He is not a fitness person, he just wants to come and play a game.

——Brother Lang, he is just a pure player.

【Ding! You've done a bicep curl! 】

...

that's all.

No matter what posture and technique Chen Yilang uses to hold a dumbbell to perform curls, the system will show that he has completed a biceps curl.

Chen Yilang vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the constant ding ding ding sounded in his ears, urging him to keep moving.

Just like that, after Chen Yilang did four or five sets of curls, he just dropped the dumbbell on the padded floor.

This exhausted Brother Lang, who usually lacks exercise.

Not only are the biceps sore and tired, but the triceps and shoulder muscles are also exhausted.

And at this time, Chen Yilang seemed to have discovered some blind spots.

The action he was doing was obviously bending the biceps, but the muscles in other parts of his body were also tortured, even more uncomfortable than the biceps.

Doesn't that mean that his exertion posture is ridiculously wrong, causing the muscles all over the body to compensate, and the efficiency of the exercise will naturally be very low.

But even so, the system has been counting the number of curls he is doing.

If this is the case, doesn't this mean that the [Power Amplifier] only needs him to be able to perform the posture to successfully refresh the data?

It doesn't matter whether you exert force or not, the important thing is to be able to make postures.

Ding dong! Chen Yilang suddenly had some fantastic ideas in his mind...

After a little thought, Chen Yilang temporarily left the fitness area.

Then he found Li Meng again and said, "Coach Li, are you free now?"

Not long after Li Meng's defense was broken by Chen Yilang, he lit a cigarette and lay down on the leg training machine to practice his legs.

Seeing Chen Yilang reappeared, he had no choice but to stop what he was doing, stood up again, pinched his cigarette, and said expressionlessly:

"What's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"If you need guidance, you should go to the coach brother over there first, he seems to be a little freer now."

"I have arranged leg training this afternoon, and I may not have time to take you with me for the time being."

Li Meng's implication was quite obvious.

Brother Lang is not an idiot, of course he can understand that Li Meng is tactfully refusing to have a conversation with Chen Yilang.

He doesn't buy lessons, and he doesn't apply for a card. This kind of guy who can't pull out a hair on his body may not be willing to help someone in Moments...

This kind of guy is absolutely deceiving at first glance... No, for a guy who can't develop into a high-quality and effective customer, Li Meng is naturally too lazy to waste energy and tongue.

"Ah, is that so?"

Chen Yilang's brain turned and he had an idea, he let out a long sigh:

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm a little curious about private lessons..."

"If this is the case, then I am very sorry to disturb you, Coach Li."

Li Meng's ears immediately perked up, and when Chen Yilang said that, his face immediately switched to a standard fitness instructor's smile.

Well, in fact, Chen Yilang doesn't know what a "fitness trainer" smile is,

But Li Meng's feeling of laughing is indeed different from that of other salesmen with lower ranks...

Probably it can only be said that Li Meng's fleshy body really added a lot of filters to him?

"Ah, is that so? I thought you weren't interested in private lessons."

Li Meng simply locked the leg training machine, and put his arm on Chen Yilang's shoulder very naturally:

"Let's go, I'll take you to pay the fee first."

"Ah? But Coach Li, don't you still want to practice your legs?"

"It's okay. I'm free tonight too. I can arrange to practice later in the evening." Li Meng shrugged and showed off his well-developed deltoid muscles by the way.

"Let's go, let's go, you are my client, that's my God." Li Meng laughed.

"Uh, what, Coach Li, is it too sudden again?"

Chen Yilang smiled a little embarrassedly, "Can you let me try it out first? I want to get a general idea of how private lessons are taught... After all, I haven't experienced it before."

That's a very reasonable request.

In fact, there is indeed an experience class for private teaching classes before registration.

It's just that in most cases, as long as the client didn't mention this matter, Li Meng would just pretend that there was no such thing.

Since Chen Yilang said so, there was indeed no other way.

"Okay, then I'll take you to practice first." Li Meng agreed without much hesitation.

So according to the usual procedure, Li Meng first took Chen Yilang to measure a series of data such as height, weight and body fat.

Then he pulled Chen Yilang to sit down and poured him a glass of water.

Immediately afterwards, a form filled with detailed information was spread out on the table.

"Come on, little brother, look at...

"This is the training plan I tailor-made for you according to your physique."

"Because you are a pure newcomer and don't have any fitness foundation, so it will definitely take a lot of time to lay the foundation in the early stage."

"You have to do this and then that and then this..."

"So this set of preliminary courses will take at least two or three months."

"Then in your current situation, you must first buy two sets of private lessons!"

"We are so destined, and recently we just caught up with the discount of the event. Originally, one set cost ninety-nine and eighty, but now I will give you a discount, two sets, a total of one thousand and eighty!"

Li Meng said happily, "What do you think, little brother?"

Chen Yilang nodded and said, "It feels okay, but we still have to see how the quality of the experience class is."

"Okay, no problem." Li Meng patted his chest and said.

"Then let's train our biceps first, Coach Li!"

Chen Yilang immediately suggested, "I want to do a few sets of dumbbell curls first, you can help me, about fifteen sets for each set, stop when you are exhausted."

"Okay!"

Li Meng also agreed without thinking.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was not quite right.

Damn, why does it feel like this product doesn't look like Mengxin at all?

You are just pretending!

But what he promised, he had to sit down. Although Li Meng looked dazed, he still recruited Chen Yilang behind him to assist him in his movements.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

...

Chen Yilang quickly performed dumbbell curls.

Li Meng behind him was even more confused.