Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Tang Wu, who had been doing nothing recently, changed his hair color again and walked into a bar late at night with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Beauty! Give me a Smirnoff Red Label!" He loves coming to this bar lately. He sits down at the bar and starts shouting.

A beautiful bartender unexpectedly came to the bar today. After a glass of wine, Tang Wu grinned with his yellow teeth and said, "Beauty, are you new here?"

The beauty smiled and said, "Yes, big brother, my name is Xiaomei."

"Xiaomei." Tang Wu chuckled, "You look just as good as your name!"

The beauty giggled.

Tang Wu wanted to pick up girls, so he went to this bar for several days in a row, drinking only one glass of Smirnoff Vodka Red Label each time. It was the cheapest drink in the bar.

That day, Tang Wu walked into the bar late at night as usual, and ordered the most expensive cognac with a wave of his hand.

"Hey, Brother Tang, where did you go to make a fortune?" Xiaomei skillfully mixed the glass of wine and pushed it in front of Tang Wu.

Tang Wu shook his legs proudly: "I've been doing some small business recently."

Xiaomei smiled ambiguously: "That's great, bro. Do you want me to introduce you to a bigger business?"

Tang Wu asked, "What business?"

"Let's play mahjong." Xiaomei smiled brightly. "I don't introduce ordinary people to me. I only told you because you're a regular customer."

"This is our bar's internal business, and the people who come here are all big names."

What the bartender Xiaomei was talking about was naturally not ordinary mahjong for entertainment, and Tang Wu became interested as soon as he heard it.

After playing a game, Tang Wu actually won a lot of money.

With his pockets full and his face flushed, Tang Wu walked out of the bar at sunrise with an arrogant stride. As soon as he left the bar, he took his brothers out to eat and drink to his heart's content for three days.

On the fourth night, Tang Wu came again.

But today's luck wasn't as good as last time, and he lost several rounds. Tang Wu got anxious and gambled a few more times, but ended up losing all his money.

He returned to the bar upstairs in a daze, and Xiaomei comforted Tang Wu when she saw this.

"It's okay, brother. That's how business is. There are gains and losses."

Xiaomei's smile remained unchanged. "If it really doesn't work out, we can just give up on this deal. Can I treat you to a drink today, brother? Red Label, please?"

But there is no time for gamblers to stop.

The next day, Tang Wu brought a few hundred dollars from home, but still lost everything.

In the end, I lost everything, even my parents' money.

Xiaomei advised him: "Brother, not everyone can play mahjong, let's not get involved."

Tang Wu, already red-eyed with defeat, growled, "Xiao Mei! Do you look down on me too?"

Thinking of the various disdainful looks at the table, Tang Wu slammed his fist on the table.

Seeing Tang Wu's emotions losing control, Xiaomei quickly comforted him: "No, brother, I'm just trying to persuade you out of kindness."

"If you really want to turn things around, why don't you go borrow some money from your brothers?" Xiaomei said, "Take a chance and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle."

Tang Wu said, "They have no money, why would they lend me anything?"

"Don't you have a brother whose family is rich?" Xiaomei asked.

When Tang Wu heard this, he refused outright: "No, that's what his parents left for him to marry."

"You asked your brother to borrow it, it's not like you won't pay it back." Xiaomei smiled.

"If you win, I can give your brother some extra money to get a wife."

...

During the summer vacation, Zhao Haisheng couldn't swallow this humiliation no matter how hard he tried. He was also scolded by his uncle, and he had nowhere to vent his anger.

He contacted Liu Xu and asked, "Where's your older brother? Let's find another time—"

"You mean Brother Tang?" Liu Xu said on the other end of the phone, "Don't mention it. I don't know how he got addicted to gambling. Not only did he lose an arm and end up in jail, but he also owes his brothers a lot of money."

Zhao Haisheng said: "No way...?"

"That's true. His group of brothers have all dispersed. Some are in jail, some have returned to their hometowns, and one is still in the hospital because of a fight—"

For no apparent reason, Zhao Haisheng suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"...Liu Xu, tell me, could this be Hou Yue's revenge?"

"How is that possible? Zhao Haisheng, you're not right, are you?" Liu Xu laughed: "If she had such great ability, she would have come to us first."

"Damn it! I'm not--" Zhao Haisheng tried to explain.

"Don't even think about it. My big brother got addicted to gambling himself. The bar was even shut down by the police. Okay, I had plans to play games with someone, but I'm dead."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Haisheng also smiled.

It's really crazy. How could that fat pig have done it?

She only had the courage to complain to the teacher.

-

Throughout the summer vacation, Hou Yue spent her time losing weight and studying. She also took time every day to bend down and stretch her legs to loosen up her muscles.

Fortunately, the original owner had several years of ballet training, so it wasn't difficult to pick it up again.

There is a gym next to the community. Hou Yue got a membership card and, in addition to aerobics, also does some muscle-building exercises.

The solution provided by the system was the fastest fat-loss plan specially designed for Hou Yue's body functions. In two months, she lost 30 kilograms of fat. The person in charge of the gym even wanted to use Hou Yue as a case study for advertising, but Hou Yue refused. This was a solution provided by the system and had nothing to do with the gym.

Hou Yue now weighs 120 pounds, but because of fitness, her muscles are firm but not exaggerated, just enough to support the core strength she needs to practice ballet every day.

Thirty pounds of flesh had been lost, and the lines of his limbs had become smoother. Nearly 1.7 meters tall, with a flat waist and abdomen, a full chest, straight shoulders and a slender neck, he looked like he weighed only a little over 100 pounds.

But for professional ballet dancers, this weight is still too fat.

As school was about to start, Hou Yue hired a ballet teacher for herself and began to receive more professional training.

The ballet teacher was a retired dancer from the Central Dance Company and charged a high fee.

When Hou Yue contacted her at first, she thought Hou Yue was planning to pursue a professional dance career. After hearing Hou Yue say that she hadn't danced for several years, she wanted to refuse. However, after watching Hou Yue practice a dance, she agreed to give her lessons every Sunday.

There is no such thing as cheating in dance. Every student is more hardworking than the other. It can be said that hard work is not uncommon in the dance world, but she has never seen a student as hardworking as Hou Yue.

She strives for perfection in every movement, even to the point of muscle memory. Even a simple kick requires her to practice for ages until she achieves perfection.

Hou Yue had never been a naturally gifted player; the system had seen that from the moment she took control. Every time she completed a commissioned mission, the host would master any skill that required it, and this had remained the case for years.

...

The day before school started, Hou Yue received a list of classes divided into arts and sciences in the class group. As expected, just like last time, it was Class 7 (), the worst class in science.

The next morning, Hou Yue prepared lunch as usual and left home for school.

The teaching buildings for the three grades of No. 1 Middle School are all independent. The second grade of high school is in the middle of the two buildings, and Hou Yue’s class is on the third floor.

There were some people gathered at the door of Grade 7 () class. There was a name list posted at the door, and everyone was discussing whether they knew anyone in the new class.

"Oh my god, that fat guy is also in Class 7."

"No way, she still chooses science?"

"Are you talking about that fat woman from before? That was terrible."

"What bad luck! I'm in the same class with her again." The speaker was a girl from her former freshman class. She didn't seem to like Hou Yue very much. She pouted and complained to the classmate next to her: "She looks greasy and dirty, but why did she choose science? Isn't she better at arts than science?"

At this time, Hou Yue passed by behind the group of people who were discussing.

Hou Yue is tall and looks even taller after losing weight. She stood in the outer circle, glanced at the seating chart, and then walked into the classroom.

She combed her long bangs back, revealing a smooth and full forehead. The fat on her face was gone, her facial features were stretched out, her nose was high, her eyebrows were deep, and she had a cool and classical appearance.

Someone noticed her and nudged the classmate next to her: "Oh my god, what a beautiful girl! Is she a transfer student? Why haven't I seen someone like her before?"

The girls in the same class turned around and only saw Hou Yue's back.

Her long, smooth hair was tied into a low ponytail, and her head was round and plump. She had an upright figure, and even in her school uniform, she couldn't hide her cool aura.

Hou Yue walked all the way to her seat, but no one recognized her.